Chapter 22.3
She suddenly remembered a rumor that had been circulating in Yuanyang City for some time… A serial killer who appeared in the rainy night, like a ghost, leaving no trace, and no one had ever seen his true face. At least those who had seen him were already dead.
…Could the man in front of her be the ghost from the rumors?
…Am I going to die?
Tap, tap, tap.
The blood-stained tip of the umbrella slowly tapped on the woman’s shoulder three times, like the Grim Reaper knocking on the door, each tap making her shudder uncontrollably.
Yet, he seemed to enjoy toying with people, watching them panic, fearful and anxious.
“Humans are truly fascinating creatures.”
With a perfect curve of a smile that sent chills down one’s spine still hanging on his lips, [K] sighed lightly, his tone sincere, “Don’t worry, madam. I’m not some evil guest.”
He spoke as if the corpse on the ground wasn’t his doing. It was a complete mockery of the dead’s right to speak.