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“Name?”
“Lin Yi.”
“Did you report the case?”
“Yes.”
“Please describe exactly what happened.”
Inside the interrogation room, Lin Yi, sitting opposite two police officers taking notes, still hadn’t fully recovered from the shock of just moments ago.
Half an hour ago, he and a few friends from their gold-farming team were dining at a hotpot restaurant.
Midway through the meal, one of their elder brothers, Liu Hong, suddenly writhed in agony before their eyes, and within mere minutes, he dissolved into a puddle of foul-smelling, putrid liquid.
Everyone in the private room was terrified; once they regained some composure, Lin Yi quickly called the police.
Frowning, Lin Yi said, “I don’t know the specifics. This dinner was arranged days ago; no one expected something like this to happen halfway through the meal…”
“Before the dinner, did Liu Hong show any unusual behavior?”
“Unusual? Well, when Liu Hong arrived, his face was somewhat pale. I even asked if he wanted to go to the hospital, but he laughed it off. I never imagined that halfway through the hotpot, he would suddenly seem choked, then his face turned bluish-purple, and within minutes he turned into thick, foul liquid. We were too scared to touch him…”
Another officer frowned. “Within a few minutes? How long exactly?”
Lin Yi thought for a moment. “Uh… two or three minutes, maybe three or four. We were all too nervous to keep track. But you can check the surveillance footage at the hotpot restaurant…”
“Alright, we will i