C169 The Murderer

There's a strong smell of gas in the air, but she's using an electric furnace, and there's no gas at all.

Tang Nuanyang covered her nose, stood up from the wheelchair, and walked towards the door. Fortunately, her feet were almost healed, and when she walked, the wound did not split open.

In the darkness, she touched the door handle and turned happily. When she thought of escaping