The night had just descended with a veil of darkness, so it wasn't very late yet. Under the dim streetlights and the faint moonlight, the road was still discernible. Hao Jian followed the subtle traces left on the person, slowly leading Liang Yuwei forward.
Suddenly, Hao Jian stopped.
"What's wrong?" Liang Yuwei asked.
Hao Jian whispered, "Wait!"
He noticed that the murderer had stopped, probably fearing someone might catch up from behind, so he was observing. If they revealed any flaw now, they would be discovered.
After a moment, the murderer resumed walking.
Only then did Hao Jian safely lead Liang Yuwei to continue following the murderer's pace.
One had to admit, this murderer was quite cautious. No wonder the police hadn't found him all this time; he had hidden himself so deeply.
After a while, the streetlights ahead became increasingly sparse, and unknowingly, a sinister atmosphere started to permeate.
