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The next morning, after Bai Zhijin finished his breakfast, he went to the express delivery station and carried the express delivery piece that had been assigned to him onto the motorcycle basket. He started the day's nervous delivery.

Bai Zhijin delivered the express to a newsstand. As the clerk signed for the delivery, his eyes inadvertently fell on a newspaper. There was a picture of a man with a face full of fear, eyes filled with grievance. It was the man who had met him in Hongshan Park that day.

According to the news in the newspaper, this guy was dead. He died in Hongshan Park. It was exactly the place where Bai Zhijin fell on the ground and didn't move after hearing his scream. How did this guy die? At that time, he was lying on the ground meekly, while the withering leaf butterfly was also shivering in fear. Who would "do justice" to him?

Could it be the Withered Leaf? Bai Zhijin thought back to that night, the moment the Withered Leaf saw the mysterious man fall to the ground, she didn't seem to be surprised at all. Instead, she pulled him along and quickly left the scene, as if the murderer had ran away uneasily.

But in the end, the Withered Leaf was just a girl, and she was unarmed, so how could she possibly hurt a strong villain?

Bai Zhijin's mind was filled with doubts. He took out his phone and dialed a number for Withered Butterfly.

"Do you know? That day, those scum who robbed us died. "

"Serves you right." The Withered Leaf Butterfly coldly said.

"He died in Hongshan Park, where we were robbed."

"Retribution."

"Do you know anything?" That day, I remembered that he was going to attack you, and with a scream, he flew away. And then, it stopped moving. "

"What do you mean?" The Withered Leaf butterfly raised its voice, "Don't tell me I killed him!"

With that, he hung up the phone.

Bai Zhijin held his phone and was stunned on the spot.

Bai Zhijin was in a bad mood. This was the first time he had quarrelled with the Withered Leaf. Without any proof, he blabbered on and accused the Withered Butterfly of murder. No wonder she was unhappy.

In the evening, after Bai Zhijin finished his hard work for the day, he opened QQ and left a message to Withered Butterfly, "It was my fault during the day, I shouldn't have asked you that. Don't take it to heart. Sorry."

He didn't think that he would receive a reply from the Withered Leaf very quickly, "I also know that you have no ill intentions. Maybe I was just too excited."

"So you forgive me?"

"Hehe, it's not like you did something like killing people or setting fires. What's there to forgive?"

Bai Zhijin breathed a sigh of relief, he never thought that the misunderstanding between him and the Withered Leaf would be resolved so easily. However, he couldn't relax. Du Jingjing. This name weighed heavily on his heart, making it difficult for him to breathe. He sighed and typed on the internet, "Sigh, if only Pang Hong also had this kind of retribution."

"Lil 'White, don't think too much."

"Why? Why didn't the heavens take care of that scumbag Pang Hong instead of that scumbag?" Bai Zhijin was mesmerized as he furiously tapped on the keyboard.

"How do you want Pang Hong to die?" The Withered Leaf butterfly suddenly said.

He blurted out, "Pang Hong, this beast level man, if he is lucky enough to fall into my hands, I will definitely cut off his genitals and drink some wine to avenge all the girls in the world who have suffered from his injuries. That fellow should not have this ability at all. If the heavens truly have eyes, then please remove this ability. "

"Just you wait!" The Withered Leaf butterfly coldly threw the two words at him. Then, she logged off.

Bai Zhijin was dumbstruck. He was shocked in his heart. This fellow couldn't really have gone to settle accounts with Pang Hong, right? How is this possible? Even the police couldn't find Pang Hong. What could the Withered Leaf do? However, he had a nagging feeling that this weak-looking girl wasn't simple. She had a tenacity and a terrifying power hidden within her.

No, I can't watch the Withered Leaf do such stupid things." No, I can't watch the Withered Leaf do stupid things. "I can't watch the Withered Butterfly do foolish things. The more he thought about it, the more scared he became. He quickly took out his phone to call the Withered Leaf and advised her to stop this impulse to hit a rock with an egg. However, the Withered Leaf's phone could not be reached. The phone was turned off!

However, Bai Zhijin wasn't particularly worried. The Withered Leaf didn't even know where Pang Hong was. She might be deliberately mystifying him, trying to make him happy. He did not take this matter to heart, and after playing for a while he went back to sleep.

However, Bai Zhijin was wrong. The next day, an earth-shattering news exploded online.

The next day, a photo impressively appeared on the Sina homepage. It was a miserable face. Pang Hong!

He was dead. His beard was thick and disheveled, but only half-shaved. The result was a "barren land" on one side and a "dark forest" on the other. They probably died while shaving. Maybe it was because he was too tired from being hunted by the police all day long. His hair was messy like hell, as if it had not been washed for more than ten days. His mouth was wide open and his eyes were wide open. There was no doubt that before his death, he had suffered an intense shock, as if he had seen death reaping his life with a scythe.

Clicking on the photo, Bai Zhijin went to a more detailed news page: A man was killed in a house with his genitals nailed to the door. According to the investigation, he was the beast that the police had wanted for many years — Pang Hong.

Although the photos on the website had undergone some technical processing, it was still difficult to conceal the strong smell of blood. The photos of the genitals had been adjusted to black and white, and the black blood flowed on the door like an Impressionist picture or an old photo, as if time had frozen decades ago.

Half an hour later, he finally regained some consciousness.

Withered Leaf, did you really do it? Bai Zhijin's heart shrank. He was not happy in the slightest, instead, he was inexplicably scared.

Today, Pang Hong was the biggest news on the Internet. His Weibo and WeChat were all crazily forwarding news, and very quickly, Pang Hong became the hottest topic. People were exuding energy as they celebrated. A portal also opened Pang Hong's topic, which was ready to post the latest news about the incident.

This massive amount of information made Bai Zhijin feel as if he was in a vast ocean of information. The more he looked at it, the more his heart skipped a beat. According to the forensic examination, the time of Pang Hong's death was 23 o'clock last night. Bai Zhijin opened his QQ, and looked up the chat logs from last night. He said that he would "delete" Pang Hong's "xx function" at that time.

Heavens, could it be that the Withered Leaf was right by Pang Hong's side, and they ended up killing him just like that?

Bai Zhijin continued browsing through the reports, and the more he browsed, the more his heart turned cold and his blood ran cold. There were also reports that there were many inexplicable suspicions surrounding the crime scene: Pang Hong had been killed inside the house, and the door of the house was locked, and the murderer had entered the house like a ghost. After killing, he had slipped through the crack in the door, and there were no suspicious footprints left on the scene.

Spook, the word used in the report.

Just by casually chatting with one of the netizens, Pang Hong mysteriously died in another city. Bai Zhijin did not feel a single bit of pride or excitement. His mind was filled with fear. If there was someone with the ability to kill from a thousand miles away, it would truly be terrifying.

The withering leaf butterfly still hadn't appeared, and the related reports on the internet were updated. Bai Zhijin was even more shocked by the latest report — it was said that the final scene he saw before his death was extracted from Pang Hong's retina. It was accompanied by a picture of a girl with pale, bloodless skin, a round face, and dry hair that lacked any luster. God, this was the girl he had seen in the ruins. Du Jingjing!

Is it Du Jingjing? Bai Zhijin felt that something was wrong. This wasn't like Du Jingjing, it was like the Withered Leaf Butterfly that had disguised itself to look like Du Jingjing. Even though the two of them looked exactly the same, there were still subtle differences between them, especially between their eyes, which left a deep impression on Bai Zhijin. Yes, it was the Withered Leaf Butterfly's eyes.

If Pang Hong was really killed by Du Jingjing, then Bai Zhijin wouldn't be afraid. If it was the Withered Leaf, he couldn't help but be afraid. This kind of gaze made people shiver, the photo online seemed to be alive, the Withered Leaf was staring at him, and her eyes seemed to be rolling.

Bai Zhijin cried out in alarm and quickly shifted his gaze away. He did not dare to continue staring at her.