Lin Xiang's home was located at the slum area of west side of the city. It was actually quite close from the hotel that Chen currently lived in. Her place was a five minutes' drive away. Chen parked the car at the roadside and rushed into her house.
"Ms Lin! Are you alright?!" Chen was so anxious when he arrived at the door step. Someone had splashed red paint on Lin Xiang's front porch. The red paint stood out at night, and looked really scary. It was like splash of blood tainting the dark sky. The smell from the paint was extremely pungent. It penetrated Chen's nose mercilessly.
"Chen! Finally, you are here!" Lin Xiang ran towards Chen. She could not help but hug Chen right away. There was a sense of fear in her delicate voice, and her vulnerable body was trembling as well. It was pretty obvious that she was in great fear.