C51 (1/2)

Everyone had already left. Huo Muyan was still sitting in front of his computer, staring at the screen in front of him.

On top of that were information about the deceased this time and his personal relationships.

Single. His parents were both out of the country. Other than their colleagues, they had no other relationships with each other. They did not owe anyone money. When they died, their money and cell phones were still there.

However, Huo Muyan found a very strange photo on his phone. It was taken at 2: 30 in the morning, half an hour before his death.

Within the tomb, he took a picture while facing the camera. His face was only half the size of the lens. It looked like he was taking a photo with someone, but it was obvious that he was the only one in the picture.

Huo Muyan looked at the time. It was almost three o'clock.

He stood up from his seat and stretched his waist. Just as he was about to drink his water, he heard a soft voice coming from behind him.

With a ”pa da” sound, something fell onto the ground.

Huo Muyan's body shook. He slowly turned his head, only to see that the window had been opened without him knowing. The night wind blew in from the outside, causing the curtain to move and a book to fall to the ground.

Huo Muyan bent over, picked up the book, and took two steps forward, wanting to close the window.

The person who left before Huo Muyan was Little Yellow.

At that time, Huo Muyan was making coffee, and Little Yellow closed the window while telling itself that it was going to rain.

When he thought of this, Huo Muyan's hand was already on the window. His back was suddenly stiff, and he lowered his head slowly with a hint of coldness.

And so … He.

Huo Muyan's face was the picture he'd just seen on his computer. Bright red blood dyed his clothes, and his facial features were twisted sinisterly. Huo Muyan's expression changed, but he still couldn't help shouting out loud. He retreated a few steps, but he had already grabbed his hand.

The fear in Huo Muyan's heart overcame his rationality. He wanted to break free, but the strength of that person was astonishing. Huo Muyan stepped on the wall and fiercely pulled his body away, finally getting rid of that thing.

However, the huge inertia caused him to fall directly onto the ground. His arm knocked against a nearby table, causing Huo Muyan to furrow his brows in pain. However, he quickly remembered that he had to close the window or else he would climb up.

With that thought in mind, Huo Muyan immediately stepped forward and closed the stiff window.

At that moment, Huo Muyan looked down and saw a clean patch of land. If it wasn't for the clear scratch on his hand, Huo Muyan would have thought it was an illusion.

Just as he closed the window, he heard clear footsteps coming from behind him.

The sound of something dragging on the floor seemed to carry a vague feeling of flesh as it moved a little. Huo Muyan immediately turned his head, but he saw that the office door was wide open. Other than the light on his computer desk, the corridor and the entire office was dark.

Huo Muyan swallowed his saliva and walked slowly towards the door with a frown. He moved a little, afraid that he would alert the others. Then, he gently pulled the door open, only to discover that there was nothing outside.