"Wh... wh... what is going on?"
Chu Mu forced himself to stay calm, asking Wu Shuo in a hushed voice.
"I don't know."
Wu Shuo turned to look into the room and said gravely, "He San and I were right across the hall. We heard a noise and rushed in together. We just saw a black shadow flash toward the cabinet. He San landed a few punches, the cabinet shattered, and the shadow was gone..."
Chu Mu looked at the room across the hall. Their doors faced each other, separated only by a corridor. At such a short distance, it would have taken ten-odd seconds at most from hearing the noise to bursting into the room.
Ten-odd seconds...
The ghastly image of the flayed body surfaced in his mind, impossible to suppress.
No matter how hard Chu Mu tried to compose himself, a chill still ran down his spine. Looked at from any angle, this horrific scene... could no longer be explained by common sense!
"This is already beyond our ability to handle..."
