He has been shot!

Fan Liuying looked really pissed as she made her way to the car. The owner didn't seem to have the decency to come out, afterall. She knocked impatiently on the car's window but when no one answered, she kicked the car door. Unexpectedly, it jerked open.

But what met their eyes was a total tragic scene. A man was slumped on the driver's seat, his head bumped into the stirring wheel. There was a hole in his shoulder blade and blood gushed out of it in huge quantities. 

The two girls stood in front of the car, shell-shocked. Fan Liuying's fingers which was holding onto the door handle shook. She began to shake. Although Mo Xin Er was much composed, she was very shocked. 

His phone which was still powered on and a voice that kept calling and shouting his name jolted them out of their reverie. Mo Xin Er looked around. It was dark and the hostel was quiet. No one seemed to be in sight. She didn’t know what to do. She glanced at the other girl for a moment before taking