Fatal Mystery Boxes(3)

On the nineteenth day, the courier sent another big and heavy package.

As soon as we met, he complained, "Dude, why do you have such a heavy delivery again? I'm exhausted."

I glanced at him and said with a smile, "The big packages are always heavy."

I moved the delivery back to the room, closed the door, and took out a knife to cut and open the mystery box.

Sure enough, it was a coffin. Opening the lid, I saw a burly man.

I looked at the body with an indescribable calmness on my face.

I didn't know him, nor did I know his name, but I guessed that he must be Lara's boyfriend.

I couldn't help but laugh. I didn't kill him myself, and his death had nothing to do with me.

This time, there was a bottle of strong acid in the coffin.

And I disposed of the body very quickly this time with no fear.

Soon, there was another police report on the City News that the man who killed Lara's boyfriend had turned himself in, but the body was missing.

At noon, I proactively chatted with Ned.