The Real Mystery Caller (12)

A chill ran down An Xiaxia's spine and she began to shiver.

Li Fanxing…

She had been behind everything…

There was no remorse in her voice as she laughed in satisfaction.

"You people of the Song family are all so dumb…" Li Fanxing smiled. "He didn't suspect me at all. I held him from behind, he turned around, and I stabbed him… Haha, he didn't even have time to struggle and was soon dead."

"You're a psycho!" An Xiaxia couldn't stand it anymore.

"So what if I am?" Li Fanxing smiled prettily.

An Xiaxia was drifting in and out of consciousness. Her eyelids felt like they were glued together and she could hardly keep her eyes open.

She could faintly make out a digital camera lying on the floor a short distance away. Someone must have dropped it when they ran out.

A green light was on and the camera seemed to be recording…

From that angle, it could record the image of her and Li Fanxing…