Shimura Tetsuya's face was smeared with fresh blood, his eyes flashing an inexplicably fierce glint, just like a stray dog on the street, baring his teeth at Jason.
This scene was enough to make Hui Lijing's teeth itch with anger.
The female detective raised her hand, wanting to slap him,
But Jason was quicker.
Slap!
Jason's foot struck the other's face.
Shimura Tetsuya tumbled through the air several times before slamming into the wall once more.
Bang!
After the dull thud came more wild laughter.
"Hahaha!"
"The harder you hit, the better!"
"You all will definitely get a heavy sentence!"
"I am an innocent person!"
"To think you'd bring up some legendary 'cursed videotape,' do you think the police are idiots?"
"If you've got the guts, find that videotape!"
"If you've got the guts, go look for it..."
Shimura Tetsuya taunted.
But the next moment, his voice abruptly stopped.
His eyes widened as he watched Jason walk to the other end of the corridor.
How could this be?!
