Below is the information about her that William Clark has collected. This woman was once involved in illegal fundraising and many other schemes, which basically amounted to economic fraud. For example, she would trick people by claiming that a financial platform from Taiwan or Hong Kong was about to enter the mainland, and that if they invested their money early, the potential for appreciation would be huge. Many people were deceived into investing their entire family savings, only to end up losing everything. As a result, many families were ruined.

However, no one knows what connections this woman had. While others involved in these activities ended up in prison, she continued to live freely outside. Yet she was definitely implicated, because a housekeeper from Henry Grant's family was persuaded by her to invest her life savings. Of course, it was also because people couldn't control their own greed—seeing the money seemingly grow day by day after being invested, the housekeeper became even more envious and convinced her son and daughter-in-law to mortgage their house and invest all the money as well.

In the end, when everything came to light, the housekeeper couldn't handle the blow and committed suicide by taking a large amount of sleeping pills at Henry Grant's house. This time, when choosing the target, Henry Grant helped William Clark a lot. But Henry Grant and William Clark are different—William Clark has a compulsion to kill, while Henry Grant simply seeks thrills.

Scrolling further down the information, William Clark's pupils suddenly contracted. He saw a photo: a group of people holding a banner and protest signs, petitioning in front of a government building.

Among them was an elderly couple holding a banner that read: "Heartless developers cheat the people out of their hard-earned money, we ask the government to uphold justice!"

That elderly couple was the same one he had seen before in the unfinished building—the couple who, together with the female office worker, burned to death using a flaming banner.

No wonder he had felt a sense of familiarity when he saw them.

Previously, when searching for information on the target, he had only looked at the woman's past incidents, or at most the most obvious and recent events related to himself. The rest of the information and incidents he had only glanced at briefly, without looking closely.

Now it seemed that this woman was also involved in some unfinished building projects.

At the end of "Horror Broadcast," it was said that good and evil will ultimately be repaid.

Suddenly, William Clark felt a chill run down his back. What exactly is this "Horror Broadcast"? Is it just a supernatural event?

"Buzz..."

The phone vibrated.

William Clark glanced at the caller ID—it was a call from Henry Grant.

"Hello, I'm here," William Clark said.

There was a brief silence on Henry Grant's end, as if he was organizing his thoughts. Finally, he spoke:

"William Clark, did you carry out the plan today?" Henry Grant asked.

William Clark's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that something went wrong with the plan and his identity was about to be exposed?

Henry Grant comes from a family of police officers, and he himself is a police officer. So every time he helps William Clark make a plan, he gets a special, strange thrill from it. This feeling makes him even more obsessed.

"Did something happen?" William Clark asked tentatively, while pressing the phone's record button.

"Just answer me, damn it! Did you do it or not?" Henry Grant practically shouted on the other end.

"Is she dead?" William Clark asked.

"She's dead," Henry Grant took a deep breath. "Died of sudden cardiac arrest, no external injuries at all. The nightclub owner called the police, the forensic doctor checked and determined the cause of death was accidental, and homicide has been ruled out."

Hearing this, William Clark instinctively gripped the knife on his bedside, feeling the coldness of the blade, his emotions surging even more violently.

He had clearly used this knife to stab the woman's chest and even twisted it halfway... How could it possibly be sudden cardiac arrest!

"Did you scare her to death before you acted?" Henry Grant continued, "Heh, this really is the perfect alibi. Bro, you pulled off the perfect crime."

Chapter 5: Human Scalp!

It wasn't until morning that William Clark finally drifted off to sleep, his mind racing with all sorts of thoughts. Only at this moment did William Clark realize that the nerves he had always prided himself on were actually so fragile.

He had several dreams. In them, he kept seeing the scene of the female office worker with a knife in her chest, giving him a cold smile, and also hearing that deep, unhurried voice from the horror broadcast.

It wasn't until noon that William Clark opened his eyes, his head splitting with pain. He moved the notebook off his body, pulled back the curtain, and saw a person in a police uniform sitting on the lower bunk across from him.

William Clark's arm trembled instantly, and he felt a wave of nervousness, his breathing becoming extremely difficult.

At that moment, the police officer looked up, revealing a young, smiling face.

"Looks like we scared our baby."

Henry Grant put on an innocent look, as if to say it wasn't on purpose.

William Clark took a deep breath, barely restraining the urge to beat up Henry Grant, tidied up his things on the bed, and then got down with his phone.

"Come on, let's eat. I ordered takeout for you."

Henry Grant pointed at the takeout bag on the desk.