Time Travel to Become Your Sweetheart novel Chapter 386

Probably the costume designer also did not expect such a fat-bodied guest, so his clothes did not fit. Potbelly stared in horror, his pupils densely covered with cobweb-like red blood, pupils dilated.

It was evident that in the last moments before his death, he experienced very scary things.

The fatal wound was on his neck, which appeared to have been vigorously slashed with a knife. The aorta was cut, resulting in excessive blood loss and death.

"Who's the murderer? It must be a man!"

On a rainy day, the signal on the top of the mountain was not good. Someone finally called the police, only to be told the sad news.

Due to insufficient attention to environmental protection in recent years, indiscriminate logging has resulted in massive soil erosion. After that heavy rain, a small landslide occurred on the nearby hillside.

The rain was too heavy, and it was dark, the road visibility was low, so the police arrived at the earliest until tomorrow morning. The police reassured the crowd a few times and promised to come as fast as possible.

"Fuck, no way!"

The crowd was unbelievable, they were all famous big shots. After calling the police, they got perfunctory!

The murderer unknowingly killed Potbelly, who knew if it would be a second murder there!

"There is simply hell!"

Some guests' hearts were occupied with fear, and they felt unsafe staying with the crowd. They teamed up with two or three familiar people and rushed outside into the rainy night.

Hazel counted on her fingers. In the past month or so, things had happened that turned everything she had seen in the past upside down. She saw bodies. Of course, those corpses were fake bodies of temporary actors in the process of acting.

After that night at the bar, it was like she was under a spell.

Now that she saw Potbelly in such a miserable state, her heart was slightly shocked, and she immediately became calm.

Hazel never thought that one day she could be so calm. Sure enough, people were forced to change because of the harsh reality.

About a quarter of an hour later, several people who had gone out in the rain were drenched to the bone and ran back to the hall in disarray, crying out mournfully, "Who did this!"

"What's going on?"

Someone asked.

"I don't know if it's the murderer, but our car has been punctured!"

A sentence caused everyone to be shocked.

Could it be that they have reached a point where they can be trampled on and abandoned without any help?

Was the murderer only targeting Potbelly?

"Mr. Garnett, by the way, you must be very worried. It's obvious that Potbelly is being avenged."

Edie smiled sarcastically. In terms of enemies, perhaps Mr. Garnett had more enemies. She used this opportunity to warn him and scare him.

"Is that so?"

Roger didn't care at all. He leaned against the wall and shook the red wine glass in his hand. In the night, his eyes were so deep that no emotion could be seen.

"Isn't my enemy you?"

Mr. Garnett was as venomous as ever, making Edie feel sick at heart." Well, be careful with your life!"

"I'm so scared!"

Roger deliberately shrunk and made a frightening posture. He cursed in his heart. This woman was always so strong. Did she not have any weaknesses?

How could Ms. Turner, with her relatively simple upbringing, be indifferent to Potbelly's body? But he didn't see Edie clenching her fists and pursing her lips in the darkness of the night.

Yes, she was afraid.

The real scenario was different from the horror movie, but what was the use of fear? There was no one for her to lean on, she was lonely.

Hazel quietly hid in the corner, calm and unhurried.

A fishy smell gradually spread in the hall. People did not know whether it was the smell of blood or the smell of rain seeping outside the door.

After a short period of commotion, it returned to dead silence.