Revenge After Death

Chapter 520

Zion turned around and relayed the message to us, who were still on the deck.

"Being able to break someone's neck with your bare hands? I've only seen this in movies. I'll give it a try," Joel muttered, then raised his hands to experiment with Eason's head.

Eason looked at Joel warily. "Go away!"

Joel chuckled, and I found myself amused as well. Zion rested against the door frame with a helpless smile. "Enough causing trouble. Go check on the people on the deck first."

Eason nodded, his gaze shifting toward the men who remained on the deck. They didn't seem particularly strong, lacking the prowess to effortlessly snap someone's neck.

"Rachel?" Zion had just shared a few words with us when Rachel, who had been inspecting the corpse outside the bathroom door on the 15th floor, suddenly vanished.

Zion was extremely panicked. "Rachel!"

Steven and I also rushed over.

back and investigate," Steven instructed

descended to the 15th floor and hurried into the bathroom, only to find no trace of Rachel.

breathing heavily.

have had much time to leave the crime scene. But how did he manage to take Rach away?" I looked around nervously and hastily exited

crime, Steven unexpectedly kicked an elderly lady with a hunched figure. The lady screamed in fear and looked at Steven. A few of us rushed

you..." Zion looked at Steven with a puzzled

have unconsciously questioned Steven's motives for attacking the elderly lady. But I now firmly believe that

and firmly grasped the collar of the person in front of me. As my hand touched the person's skin, I noticed an

this disguise was not a woman but a man. "Where's

his wig, Zion rushed up and kicked him

the wall, laughing maniacally. "It only takes a few

suddenly noticed my breathing was irregular, and my fingers were shaking. As I lost consciousness, I faintly heard Zion and Eason calling my name. When I regained my composure, I realized

murderer lay dying, yet a smile still played on his face as he uttered, "We're of the

struck him on the bridge of the nose, my voice low. "Someone who pursues perfection as diligently as you wouldn't rush to kill. You'd surely hide the person first, wait