Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
I would not be worried if this was done by some outsider. There were many degenerates in this world, but they would not concern us.
What if this was someone from the Cheng family? After all, the corpses were left not far from them.
So, did this mean that an increasingly psychotic person was staying in this house?
Dread fell over me at the thought of some psychopath living among us. Faces of the Chengs came to mind, but I could not think of anything out of the ordinary with any of them. Could this psychopath be part of the fire that would happen tonight? However, I was confident that Wu Yu and I would be able to stop the fire even if anyone tried to burn the house. We had decided to stay up all night and be on guard.
Even though I was fairly confident about tonight, I still had a feeling that something really dangerous that was outside of our expectations would occur. Then an impulsive thought that could potentially fail came to mind—I would call the only detective I know, Shen Shiyan.
“Hello, this is?” Sheng Shiyan sounded courteous and calm probably because the caller ID showed an unknown number calling from a remote village.
“It’s me, Tan Jiao. We went on a date a few months back. Do you still remember me?”
After a brief lull, he said, “It’s you.”
He always had the ability to make any conversation come to an end.
“Sheng boring, I’ll cut to the chase. Listen to me carefully. This evening, a very serious fire will break out at the Chengs’ house in Qingyang Town, Dalili county. If you believe me, send the police and the fire department here!”
No sounds came from the phone.
“Did you hear me?” I did not care about what he thought. After all, Wu Yu and I would once again jump back in time half a month later, and Sheng Shiyan and Zhuang Yu would forget everything about what happened now.
I figured he probably thought I was out of my mind right now.
“Tan Jiao, I’m currently in a meeting in Kunming. There’s no way I can make it to that place in time. Not only that, but you need to tell me how you came to this
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