It was already past 5 a.m.
The sky glimmered with the pale light of dawn.
Mu Qingli walked out of the villa as if strolling through a leisurely garden, the girl under the streetlamp pure and innocent; no one could imagine that such a beautiful girl had just brutally dissected a living person.
As soon as Mu Qingli stepped out of the villa's gate, the sound of sirens approached from not far away, piercing the dawn with their flashing lights.
A dozen police cars streamed in, surrounding Zhao Tangqi's villa in less than five minutes.
A group of police officers emerged from the vehicles, along with a disheveled woman. The woman pointed to the officers and said, "Here, this is the place, Comrade Police, please follow me quickly!"
Following the woman, the fully armed police officers made their way one after another into Zhao Tangqi's villa.
Even before reaching the basement, a pungent smell of blood could be detected.