Even from a distance, Lin Muwan immediately recognized that it was her brother, Lin Muyun!

Jiang Cheng also recognized the person's identity, but what puzzled him more was Lin Muyun's current actions, or rather, his posture.

Lin Muyun was relatively tall, so even when squatting down and trying to hide completely under the table, it was difficult. The best way would be to bend over, with his back forming an arc.

But he did the opposite, pressing his back tightly against the wall behind him, his neck slightly forward, his head lowered, his whole body in a very strange posture.

To be honest, Jiang Cheng's first reaction was that Lin Muyun was dead, dead under the table, just like Yuan Xiaotian before.

But after careful observation, there were no obvious wounds on Lin Muyun's "corpse."

There was no blood nearby either, which didn't fit the killer's modus operandi.

"What exactly is he doing?" Jiang Cheng wondered. "No matter how you look at it, this isn't a good hiding place. As long as the ghost has eyes, it will definitely find him."

Lin Muyun was a smart man; he wouldn't not understand this principle.

"What is my brother doing?" Lin Muwan asked anxiously, picking up her notebook.

Jiang Cheng gestured for Lin Muwan not to panic and whispered, "Don't worry, for the time being, your brother won't be in danger."

In fact, these words were somewhat against his conscience. Judging from Lin Muyun's appearance, it would be a miracle if he wasn't in danger.

Just as Jiang Cheng was about to say something more, his constantly moving gaze suddenly stopped.

Then, as if he had discovered something extremely abnormal, even his breathing paused for a moment.

Lin Muwan noticed the subtle change in Jiang Cheng's expression, and her expression also became tense.

But when she looked in the direction of Jiang Cheng's gaze, it was still the same scene.

Her brother was still in the same posture as before, numb like a statue.

She didn't see the killer or Yuan Xiaotian's踪影(zōngyǐng, trace/shadow).

Lin Muwan also had a bad feeling about their disappearance.

After observing without success, Lin Muwan finally chose to ask Jiang Cheng for help.

But this time, as soon as she picked up the notebook, before she could even write, a hand reached out and pushed her pen away.

Jiang Cheng slowly stood up, then pressed his hand on the back of Lin Muwan's neck, using a little force, as if wanting her to kneel in front of him.

Lin Muwan was puzzled and looked at Jiang Cheng in confusion. Jiang Cheng patted her, gesturing for her not to look at him, but to look outside.

Lin Muwan's current position was the same as Jiang Cheng's just now.

"The third bookshelf on the left," Jiang Cheng's voice had a strange tone, making Lin Muwan instinctively uneasy.

Looking in the direction Jiang Cheng indicated, Lin Muwan found the third bookshelf on the left.

The bookshelf was large, and its position was just opposite the row of tables where Lin Muyun was squatting, with a distance of about 4 or 5 meters between them.

Lin Muwan had also carefully observed this bookshelf just now, but found nothing unusual.

There weren't many books on the bookshelf, they were sparsely arranged, and there were also several vases used as decoration.

The gaps between the books were relatively large, and you could see through to the back of the bookshelf at a glance. There was no one hiding there, or anything else.

"Below," Jiang Cheng's voice sounded again.

Lin Muwan didn't understand what Jiang Cheng meant, but along the way, she had developed a strange sense of trust in Jiang Cheng. As soon as he said something, she habitually did as he said.

Her gaze slowly moved down until it stopped at the very bottom of the bookshelf.

The next second, Lin Muwan's pupils suddenly dilated, then shrank sharply into a slit.

Gu</span> She saw it!

On the bottom shelf of the bookshelf, behind it, stood a pair of black leather boots.

The toes of the leather boots were pointing directly at her brother's position!

Behind the bookshelf... there was someone!

No, not someone, the killer! No wonder her brother was acting so strangely, it turned out he was being targeted by the killer.

But why hasn't it attacked her brother yet?

Was it waiting for something?

Jiang Cheng naturally didn't have time to speculate about Lin Muwan's psychological activities. After seeing the pair of boots hidden behind the bookshelf, Jiang Cheng immediately realized the reason for Lin Muyun's actions.

He was pressing his back tightly against the wall to prevent the killer from having a chance to stand behind him.

Xia Qiang had used this method before he died.

In the last phone call, Xia Qiang didn't skimp on any useful information and told him everything.

Lin Muyun was smarter than he had imagined.

Unfortunately, if he didn't get outside help, he would still die.

Jiang Cheng stared intently at the pair of leather boots hidden behind the bookshelf. He understood what the killer was waiting for.

It was waiting for Yuan Xiaotian!

Just like killing Xia Qiang, Yuan Xiaotian's resurrected corpse would soon arrive here.

Then Yuan Xiaotian would attack, dragging Lin Muyun, who was pressed against the wall, out, and then... Lin Muyun's shadow would be stepped on and he would be killed.

"Maybe his death will be the most tragic of all," Jiang Cheng thought inexplicably. su丹 novel网(Su Dan Novel Net)

Noticing the gap below the bookshelf was completely Jiang Cheng's subconscious action. After all, in Room 19, Jiang Cheng had noticed the abnormality in this regard.

The killer's visibility wasn't very high. Most of the time, it presented a state of concealment. Only from a specific angle could its existence be noticed.

Those boots were its obvious characteristic.

The situation was urgent, and Jiang Cheng didn't have much time to think. Once Yuan Xiaotian arrived, Lin Muyun was doomed.

He first reached out and forcefully pinched the back of Lin Muwan's neck, partly to remind her, and partly to relieve some of her tension.

When Lin Muwan looked up, her face was frighteningly pale, as if all the blood had drained from it, and her thin lips were trembling non-stop.

"I'll find a way," Jiang Cheng said softly, staring into Lin Muwan's eyes. "You stay here and wait for me."

Lin Muwan naturally knew the risks Jiang Cheng was about to face, and she shook her head violently, grabbed the notebook, and immediately wrote, "I'll go with you!"

Jiang Cheng put on a stern tone, "You stay here to help me keep an eye on the surroundings. Yuan Xiaotian hasn't appeared yet. I'm worried it's hiding somewhere, waiting to ambush us."

When Jiang Cheng wasn't talking nonsense, he looked completely like a decent gentleman. For a moment, Lin Muwan couldn't tell if what this man was saying was true, or just a well-intentioned excuse.

Jiang Cheng didn't give her a chance to think about it any further. He reached out, gently pulled open the safety door, and then slipped out in a flash.

Then he tiptoed along the wall. There were some standing promotional boards nearby, which provided good cover.

While observing the situation, he called out in his heart, "Wu Xiongdi (無兄弟, "No Brothers", likely a nickname), are you doing well? If you're not busy, please come out and say a few words. It's been a while, and I've been missing you."