The Secret to Picking Up Girls

For some reason, Wang Qian couldn't shake the feeling that the murderer before her looked like someone she knew—the person she had fought in Xia-Min. Yet, inexplicably, she also superimposed his image with that of her younger brother, Yuze.

“No… No way… I must be overthinking things.” Wang Qian's heart jolted, and she quickly shook her head, banishing the terrifying thought from her mind.

Zhang Yuze walked down the street, feeling as though he was being watched. Frowning, he couldn't help but look around. Unfortunately, it was night, and Zhang Yuze didn't notice the surveillance camera on the utility pole.