Chapter 34 The Body Is Missing

“She left,” Idris said, his dark eyes still fixed on me. This man was much taller than me, and talking to him with my head tilted back made my neck hurt, so I simply avoided any further conversation. I tore open the hydrogen peroxide and cotton balls to treat his wound, which was indeed deep. I could see the many layers under his skin split open. I could not help but gasp inwardly—that seemingly tiny knife was really very sharp. If it had been a man attacking, I feared that Idris’ hand would have been forever ruined. He hissed in pain, perhaps because I had been too rough. I paused for a moment, looked up at him with a dark face, and said coldly, “Bear with the pain. I’m not Moore. I can’t give you any sweet, soft words.” He just smiled silently at me. I did not want to talk to him any more than necessary. I quickly treated his wound and cleaned up the trash, then listened in to the police officers nearby. I could not help but look over when I heard voices from their direction, o