Two hundred ninety-nine. No talking allowed.

"She's gone."

Seconds later, Lu Li spoke, his gaze fixed on the corpse in the pool of blood, "We're entering the Police Station right now."

To be safe, they needed to leave the second floor as quickly as possible.

No one could be certain whether the scent of blood might attract something strange, or if the faceless corpse would transform into one of the Followers like the woman in the white dress.

"It's too far." Jojo looked toward the Police Station window across from them, below which was a narrow alley. They were at least two meters away from the Police Station, and the window was shut tight.

"I'll demonstrate, Anna."

"Leave it to me."

Anna's voice came from the void as Jojo saw something that made her eyes widen in disbelief—Lu Li's feet left the floor, and he floated towards the window.