The BMW M6 stopped along a desolate riverside. Reeds grew along the river but their leaves were withered, dead. Their existence reassured Xia Lei that he did not have to worry about being discovered. 

Xia Lei got out of his car and walked through the reeds to the river. He splashed river water on his face to remove the blood from it. The river water was bone-cuttingly cold and his thoughts sharpened. 

Yevgenia had asked him to meet in Dayangshan Cemetery and whoever who knew was suspect. 

However, only one person could have seen the note that Yevgenia had left for him, and that was Liang Si-Yao. 

Xia Lei held his head and shook it hard, muttering to himself, “It can’t be Si-Yao. It can’t be. Why would she do something like this? Long Bing suspected that she may be the spy lurking around me but she ruled her out in the end, right? It’s not her, it cannot be her…”

Was Liang Si-Yao the one who had killed Yevgenia? He wasn’t even willing to think further on this, much less believe it. He loved Liang Si-Yao deeply and...