Behind him, Lily's face was cold and terrifying, with a mocking smile at the corner of her mouth.
Unfortunately, he saw nothing.
When Ken arrived, Wade was already waiting at the police station entrance.
He almost lunged forward, handing a stack of photos to Ken.
"We checked the surveillance at all the disposal sites. The suspect was cunning, driving a car with a covered license plate and casually throwing out the body bags from the window.
"Only here, next to the trash can closest to the police station, he deliberately got out of the car and placed the body bag in the most conspicuous spot! Damn it, this guy is deliberately provoking us!"
I was confused by what I heard; it was clearly a woman, but why did he say 'this guy'?
My gaze fell on the stack of photos, and I instantly understood the reason.
In the photo was a person wearing a black raincoat, estimated to be about 5.9 feet tall, with the coat so long it almost reached his calves.
From the appearance, it indeed looked like a man.
If the photo were enlarged enough, perhaps they would notice a bit of the red hem of a skirt peeking out from under the raincoat.
That was actually a white dress dyed red with my blood.