Julia emerged from the cellar holding the child. The surrounding police officers and soldiers were still oblivious to the evil buried within this small town. Upon seeing the child, their faces broke into warm smiles, and, though no one knew who started it, applause gradually rose.
In the midst of the crowd, Julia's feelings were complex. However, the child was innocent, and she carefully handed the child over to the medical staff. As she gazed at the child's delicate little face, the perennially single and competent female police officer suddenly felt an impulse to adopt this child.
Wait till this case is over. It's a significant decision, one not to be made impulsively, she told herself. Then she turned and went back to Chen Gu's side.
She noticed the young, enigmatic VIP looking up, examining the claw marks on the surrounding walls.
The marks were long, deep, and numerous. Many of them were stained with fresh blood.
