C13 A Pool of Blood

The phone was hung up in a hurry. Ryan Hale listened to the busy voice and said to himself, "How long can he escape? I hope he didn't make a fake show. Otherwise, I really feel pity for him. "

Seeing the pale little face next to his hand wrinkle in dissatisfaction, he quickly changed his words. " I'm sorry. I was wrong. He deserved it."

Ryan Hale slowly untied the blood clothes on the corpse and took a hot towel to wipe them.

"This is just the beginning. No one can escape."

You have to know the truth about Joshua's death.

You have to see this body that will never be warm again.

Then, they will never be able to see each other again.

Josiah stood stiffly at the door. It took him a long time to come back to his senses. He was still at the door of the house, not in a world of ice and snow.

He must have been too tired from his work recently. He actually had a ridiculous illusion.

He pressed the password to open the door again. The door opened.

Josiah took a deep breath and ordered him to calm down. Everything was Olivia's new trick.

He would catch her later.

He pushed open the door and turned on the lights. The living room immediately lit up. Outside the window, the night view of Mu City's busiest area could be seen. The view was very good.

There was a faint smell in the air.

To Josiah, it was not unfamiliar.

He grew up in the slums. The first time he saw blood was when his violent biological father beat up the woman who did not dare to leave.

After the initial panic, Josiah looked at the so-called mother wiping her broken head and crying. At such a young age, he did not hug her and cry like his younger brother, Joshua. Instead, he said calmly, "You can go."

She had hands and feet. She could survive anywhere.

She walked far away. Whether she went to a big city to be a nanny or a dishwasher, it was better than being raped by an alcoholic.

Although the man was violent and incompetent, he never hit his son.

Without her, he could take care of her and her brother. As for the so-called father, it was good as long as he could provide living expenses.

The tearful woman thought that her eldest son felt sorry for her and cried even more miserably. She kept saying, " I can't bear to part with you.

Josiah was puzzled. She could not bear to part with bringing them to this world and let them see it.

He thought that he had inherited his father's cold blood, so he did not waste his breath. When his mother was beaten again, there was only annoyance in his eyes.

Adults were raped, and the one who was humiliated was the one who was beaten up.

After Joshua cried a few times, The familiar scene, which came once every three or five days, was also apathetic.

The man's attacks became more and more serious. Finally, the woman who refused to leave could not wake up again.

When the police took him away, he was still there saying things that made the neighbors around him angry. "I didn't know this woman was so weak."

Josiah lowered his eyes. There was a flash of sarcasm in his eyes.

The community was going to send the two orphans to the welfare institute. He asked a distant relative to say that he would adopt them and that he would lead his younger brother to live.

Without the man and woman who were willing to fight and create pollution, the air in the house was much better.

Later on, the smell of blood appeared on his body frequently.

But soon, it was someone else who was injured.

Josiah shook his head and threw away his memories.

He followed the smell of blood and walked. The more he walked, the more shocked he became. The floor was full of blood, as if it was dripping all the way down.

The deeper he walked, the thicker the smell of blood became, making him unable to stop his heart from trembling.

Following the smell of blood and blood, he walked to Olivia's room.

After he tore off his disguise on the wedding night, she consciously moved out of the master bedroom.

Josiah seemed to have been rushed by the smell and unconsciously took a step back. Immediately, he found it funny. This did not even look like him anymore.

What was he afraid of?

He strode forward and pushed open the door. He saw that there was a large pool of blood on the ground. It was not completely dry yet. There was an art knife in the pool of blood...

Josiah's vision turned black. He almost lost his balance. His hand, which was holding the door frame, was shaking so hard that he could barely hold it.

Was this Olivia's blood?

How was that possible?

Why?