"No... No, please, please don't kill me... Please..." WanWan sobbed between her tears and mucus, barely able to utter a single coherent sentence.
"My dear friend Wan Wan, how could I possibly kill you? I wouldn't do such a thing. After all, I'm your friend… and your personal cameraman."
Yes, exactly. This man—standing before her with that eerie smile—was the same person who had once held a camera, live-streaming for Wan Wan.
As she gazed at the once-familiar and kind face, now transformed into the most terrifying nightmare of her life, she could no longer hold back her tears. She cried even harder.
This man had worked with her for quite some time, recommended by a friend she trusted. He had always seemed like a good, shy, and hardworking person.
