The woman hung up the phone and, without so much as a glance at the three corpses, strut up with long strides and left.
No sooner had she left than the door to the washroom creaked open, and a scantily-clad, sexy massage girl shivered her way out.
At the sight of the three bodies, she was about to scream with her mouth wide open, but fearing making any noise, she quickly covered her mouth.
Oh my God, a murder—and three people at that. She had just seen it all clearly through the crack in the bathroom door.
That woman was ruthless, casually killing three people. It was lucky she had gone to pee; otherwise, she'd have been dead too.
Worried the heartless woman might return, the massage girl lingered by the door for a while. Assuring herself there was no sound outside, she swung open the door of the private room and bolted.
She hadn't even reached the stairwell when she saw that the first floor was ablaze, flames rising higher and higher.
