Chapter 88: 3.21 Ambush

"Huh?" He Gun blinked stupidly- then he understood the implication, gaze darkening. "You stupid kid! Why are you suddenly asking that?!"

"It's faster to kill one with bullets," Thanh Van said, crossing his arms defiantly. "One through the brain, done. Unless you are using the sheets as a distraction and saving bullets for something else. I bet the moment I shut my eyes, you would be painting the walls with my brain-"

"I-," He Gun struggled to breathe, turning alarmingly beet-root red at such gruesome imagery. "Are all the young people this morbidly unhinged nowadays?"

"Why don't you pull a gun on me and find out?" Thanh Van smirked as he struck a nerve, the detective turning slightly purple.

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On the other side of the wall, Kim Jihun had been eavesdropping on the two, wondering who was kicking down doors here. At first, it was all just a mumble, but suddenly the voices grew into a shouting match.