"GIAO GIAO!!"
Early in the morning, Wen Jiang was watching this world's melodramatic TV series when she was abruptly disturbed by Zero Egg's sudden outburst.
Wen Jiang frowned. "Is your data corrupted?"
This was akin to asking, "Are you out of your mind?"
"It's not!" Zero Egg was rarely this agitated. "Wu Fanjia is dead! She's gone!"
Wen Jiang paused. "Died so quickly?"
That was unscientific.
Someone like her was destined to meet her end at my hands, yet she died on her own?
"Killed! Throat slashed! It's all over the news!"
Although Zero Egg couldn't hack into some information networks from a distance, it could still go online to fetch information, promptly displaying a transparent screen for Wen Jiang.
The uncensored image of Wu Fanjia was starkly presented—her eyes wide open, the blood clotted gruesomely around her throat—a particularly horrific sight.
