59 The Corpse on the Hands of the Goddess 5yr

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The atmosphere in the room was silent and at the same time, it felt stifling.
Fang Yuanyuan looked at the quiet duo. "Still wanna continue singing?"
Bai Muchuan stayed quiet while Xiang Wan shot her a glance. "You're still in the mood to sing?"
"If we're not singing, why are we still here?" Fang Yuanyuan felt awkward. "Why not we go back first?"
Stay or not to stay, Xiang Wan was not sure, either.
No choice, she was unsure as a certain Young Master was drunk!
When Bai Muchuan looked grim without a word, he gave off a scary aura.
His icy-cold gaze, unfeeling facial features, so good-looking yet so unapproachable…
"Detective Bai?"
Xiang Wan cleared her throat and called him. But before she could say anything more, a scream was heard from outside.
Thud! Another loud sound followed, as if something heavy had fallen.
The "Heavenly Chamber" had very good sound insulation. If they could hear noises when they were inside the room, that would mean the sound was really loud outside.