Chapter 118

I followed that guy for what felt like ages. He was super paranoid as he checked over his shoulder multiple times. But luckily, I managed to stay hidden. Finally, he stopped in front of an apartment. Holding a photo, he started looking around. I could tell he had a new target, a fresh victim. No doubt, his target was inside that apartment. Just as expected, a fancy car pulled up. A woman in a red dress with an umbrella stepped out, heading into the apartment. The hallway was oddly quiet, with only the woman's high heels making a clickety-clack sound. Anxiously, I held onto my phone and captured the entire scene. The woman entered her place, leaving the door slightly ajar. Seizing the opportunity, the killer in the raincoat sneaked in after her, using his hand to block the door. In a panic, I sent it to Zion. Would this count as evidence? Fearing that the police might not arrive in time and the assailant could enter and harm the woman, I hurriedly approached. I started banging