Wu Jinmai's POV
I look at my reflection in the mirror after fixing my hair and putting on my makeup. I smiled. I know no one will recognize me with this look.
"Let's see what kind of red lights are hanging in that place. I wonder if that serial killer will be there to witness how the people became terrified because of his actions," I murmured, talking to myself.
I will apply as a new courtesan to the brothel house where the 7th most beautiful courtesan works.
I want to know if that criminal will make his or her surveillance to know the habits of his or her target. This inn was next to my target place.
I closed the door and locked my room. I was walking in the hallway, heading to the stairs, when a man accidentally bumped me. He was looking down. That's why he didn't notice me.
"Forgive me, milady," he whispers.
He didn't raise his head while asking for forgiveness. I notice the scratch on his neck. I move a little and see if he'll look back.
