Flashback to the night of the police's visit to Heping Nursing Home.
Chen Youzhi was in the middle of taking off his shoes when he abruptly sensed that something was off.
Almost by reflex, he stretched out a hand to grab the steel bat he had placed on the side of the front door, only for his hand to touch nothing but air. His heart abruptly sank. In the next second, a soft chuckle sounded within the dark house – to be exact, in front of the window – as if mocking his futile attempt to resist.
