Chapter 851: Purple-Haired Guy, Dead

In the men's restroom at the shooting range, in the last stall where someone had gone to take a dump.

The Purple-Haired Guy lay face down there, lifeless.

His upper body was over the toilet bowl, the back of his head exactly blocking the toilet's drain hole.

There were two gruesome slash wounds on his face and neck.

Those were likely the fatal injuries.

His upper garments remained intact.

On the floor of the stall lay a pair of blue jeans and a pair of dark brown underwear, tossed aside casually.

Therefore, the Purple-Haired Guy’s lower body was completely bare.

And because it was completely bare,

the Silver-Haired Guy and the Pink Long-Haired Girl had noticed immediately.

As a male, the Purple-Haired Guy’s most important part was gone.

That area was a bloody ruin, as if it had been cut off at the root.

“Th-this…”

The Silver-Haired Guy’s silver hair, in a very short time, had been drenched in sweat from the shock of what he’d seen, clinging together in a sticky mess.

There was none of the airy elegance his silver hair had shown before.

He was trembling and his mind had shut down.

Faced with the eyeball-assaulting scene, he had no idea what to do next.

“What happened?”

At that moment, a man in his thirties walked in from outside the men’s room.

Neither the Silver-Haired Guy nor the Pink Long-Haired Girl reacted in time before the man had come over and seen the scene in the stall.

The man instantly drew a deep, cold breath.

“My God! This… what happened?!”

He looked down and asked the two of them.

The Silver-Haired Guy shook his head hard, “I don’t know, I don’t know. He went to use the restroom and never came back, so we came to check on him, and then… then…”

“I understand, but in this situation you have to call the police! This is obviously a murder!”

The man solemnly took out his phone.

Hearing the word murder,

both the Silver-Haired Guy and the Pink Long-Haired Girl felt dazed.

A term they had only heard on TV and in movies was actually happening around them?

And the person the term referred to was someone they knew?!

“All right, I’ve called the police.”

The man put his phone away, came out of the restroom, then returned from outside.

After he came back, he said, “You two should be friends of that girl named Zheng Zihan, right? I saw you both at the welcome party earlier. Your hair is really distinctive, so I remembered you instantly.”

He helped pull the Silver-Haired Guy to his feet.

The Silver-Haired Guy he pulled up still looked dazed and terrified.

So he didn’t answer the man’s question.

“All right, let’s go outside and wait. Wait for the police.”

The man told them.

The Pink Long-Haired Girl stared at the dead Purple-Haired Guy in the stall. Looking at his tragic state, tears kept falling uncontrollably from her eyes.

The Silver-Haired Guy knew he couldn’t stay in this haze, so he tried to pull himself together. After breathing deeply several times and reorganizing his emotions and thoughts, he said to the Pink Long-Haired Girl:

“Don’t worry. Once they catch the killer, I will avenge him!”

The Pink Long-Haired Girl wiped her eyes and nodded.

Seeing the two of them slightly steadier, the man said, “Don’t worry, the murder will definitely be solved. Forensic and criminal tech methods are so advanced now, I believe they’ll catch the murderer who killed your friend soon.”

“All right, let’s go out! Don’t stay in here to avoid contaminating the scene and complicating the investigation!”

The Silver-Haired Guy gave a short affirmative sound, then asked,

“By the way, you said you saw us at the welcome party, so does that mean you live in Alice Apartment?”

Man: “Of course. If I didn’t live here, could I take part in the welcome party?”

Silver-Haired Guy: “Hey, but I’m a bit curious. Why are you out here at this hour to use the restroom?”

The man said, “I walk around the apartment at night for exercise. I just happened to need to pee, passed by the shooting range and used the restroom. That’s how I ran into you.”

Silver-Haired Guy said, “Damn, so you were delayed because of us? I don’t think I saw you use the restroom after you came in!”

The man slapped his forehead, “Damn! If you hadn’t brought that up, I would have forgotten!”

“Look, I’ll use the restroom first. You two wait outside for me.”

With that, the man walked into the first stall and shut the door.

When they saw him close the door and heard the metal click of the lock,

the Silver-Haired Guy suddenly grabbed the Pink Long-Haired Girl’s left hand with his right.

The Pink Long-Haired Girl froze for a moment, then tried to shake off the Silver-Haired Guy’s hand.

He held on tightly, then like a madman began dragging her, pulling her out with him as he ran.

They didn’t stop until they had run out of the shooting range, both panting hard.

After they stopped,

the Pink Long-Haired Girl jerked her hand free and said angrily,

“What are you doing?!”

“You don’t actually think that just because my boyfriend died, you, his ex, can start dating me again, do you?!”

“Have you no shame?! He just died! He was murdered! And you’re thinking about that kind of stuff?!”

“Shameless! Disgusting! I really misjudged you!!!”

Being scolded like that would usually cause the Silver-Haired Guy to get upset, but this time he didn’t. Instead, he wore an incredibly heavy, serious expression.

The Pink Long-Haired Girl found his demeanor odd.

She cautiously asked, “What’s wrong with you? Why that expression?”

The Silver-Haired Guy looked up, meeting her eyes, “Do you know? I was saving you a moment ago.”

The Pink Long-Haired Girl didn’t understand.

The Silver-Haired Guy’s dark skin seemed even darker now.

“Don’t you find that suddenly appearing man in his thirties suspicious?”

The Pink Long-Haired Girl hesitated a bit, “Suspicious? I didn’t notice! I thought he was polite, and he even helped call the police!”

The Silver-Haired Guy’s expression hardened, as if a thousand-pound weight pressed down on his shoulders.

His voice was very low:

“According to that man’s own words, he lives in this apartment.

He wanders around the complex at night and happened to need to pee, so he passed by the shooting range restroom.

But don’t you think it’s too coincidental?

Especially at this hour! It’s already past ten! Almost eleven!!!

We’re all night owls—could he be one too? Out wandering at night for no reason?!”

The Pink Long-Haired Girl felt like cold water had been poured over her and she suddenly sobered:

“So you mean… he’s actually the killer!! The one who murdered my boyfriend?!”