At this moment, Zhang Jie was sitting in his apartment's living room, staring at a provocatively dressed woman.
"So, you're Hanna???"
After sitting in silence for a long time, Zhang Jie finally asked this question, but the woman didn't answer him.
Damn it!
This short-haired woman, who looked exactly like Charlize Theron, was actually Hanna?
Then the woman nodded.
"You work at New York-Presbyterian Hospital's Trauma Center?"
"Mhm."
What do you mean, 'Mhm'?!
If I had known you were so beautiful, I would have agreed to Mrs. Schneider's proposal much earlier, instead of waiting until now!
Thinking of this, Zhang Jie felt a pang of regret, as if he wanted to slap his thigh, but alas, it was too late.
It was all the Old Lady's fault; she kept talking about setting him up with someone those few days... Hanna watched Zhang Jie for a long time before slowly saying, "You're not the same as before."
At this, Zhang Jie's hairs on the back of his neck instantly stood on end; this person actually knew the original host! Unlike Max and Simmons, this Hanna actually knew the original host!
But then again, it made sense.
It wasn't strange that she knew the original host, especially since he had even left her bandages, even if they were Hello Kitty branded.
She could keenly sense that he was different from before. Of course, he was different; his soul had changed, and they were completely two different people, just inhabiting the same body.
That brings us back to the question: if Hanna could immediately tell that he was different from before, then what about the Old Lady?
There was no reason for her not to notice.
Unless the Old Lady rarely came here, and she happened to return when his soul transmigrated.
This was the only plausible explanation.
Hanna leaned forward, examining Zhang Jie, before sitting back after a while.
"Although I don't know what happened to you, you really are different from before, like a completely different person."
Hanna crossed her left leg over her right, hooking her left calf around her right leg, forming a ladylike posture.
To this, Zhang Jie could only grit his teeth and say, "People always change, you know."
Although Hanna's attire was a bit revealing, she didn't expose anything; it was just a fashionable outfit.
"My grandma went 'traveling' again, didn't she?"
Hanna's words seemed to indirectly confirm to Zhang Jie that the Old Lady wasn't here very often.
"Yes, she went to Europe," Zhang Jie replied truthfully.
Hanna's expression didn't even change; she just said, "Oh."
"Don't worry, she probably won't be back for another half a year," Hanna knew the Old Lady's whereabouts like the back of her hand.
"But you, why are you still getting injured all the time, just like before?"
Hanna casually pulled out a stack of Hello Kitty band-aids from her bag and tossed them to Zhang Jie, motioning for him to bandage himself.
Although it was just a scrape and not a serious injury, he still took the band-aids and did as he was told for now.
"Lisa hasn't come looking for you recently, has she?" Hanna said this very naturally, as if mentioning something utterly unimportant.
Zhang Jie pouted, "We broke up a long time ago."
Hanna's eyes widened as she looked at Zhang Jie, and after a moment, she nodded, "Good, you've made some progress; you didn't fall for that strange woman."
"Huh?"
Although he didn't know why Hanna would say that, the information contained in that sentence was quite significant.
He definitely fell, but it wasn't me who fell, Zhang Jie mumbled to himself.
"What 'huh'? Women who approach you definitely have ulterior motives. It must be to get that list from my grandma," Hanna said, pulling out her phone.
This sentence was like a flash of insight, instantly piercing Zhang Jie's mind.
The list?
He immediately recalled the list Ivan mentioned before he died.
So, the list Lisa wanted to take wasn't Tarasov's list, but the list in the Old Lady's hands.
The Old Lady was just a Killer's Home landlady, wasn't she? What kind of list could she have that would be worth people's attention?
Seeing Zhang Jie's bewildered expression, Hanna immediately became exasperated.
"Sometimes I really don't understand why Grandma brought you back to the Killer's Home. Was it just to repay a life-saving favor? You're utterly stupid! Was she keeping you here to retire?"
Hanna's impression of Zhang Jie remained stuck in the past.
However, since Grandma had instructed her to take good care of him, she didn't say anything excessive to him.
Meanwhile, Zhang Jie's mind was in a frantic brainstorm.
The list? Mrs. Schneider? Granddaughter? Killer's Home?
All the clues were so scattered.
There was no way to connect them into a complete thread, and the original host's memory, as always, was unhelpful, providing nothing.
Damn it!
Seeing Zhang Jie's clear yet foolish eyes, Hanna rolled her eyes, "Since you don't know, I won't tell you. It's probably for your own good; if you knew, you'd be close to death."
Hanna didn't want to tell Zhang Jie about the list, because in her opinion, Zhang Jie's brain probably wouldn't be of much use, and he might even be taken advantage of. It was better to let him remain a fool who knew nothing.
Grandma once told her that this silly boy had saved her life, which was why she took him back to the apartment after he lost his parents.
He had lived there for so many years, and she wondered if this silly boy had made any progress.
It was a pity that Mrs. Schneider had already gone to deal with matters in Europe, so no one would tell her about these things.
As for calling Grandma, haha, the Old Lady didn't even have a phone!
She could only wait for her to call for one-way communication.
"Oh, by the way, your sister Max came back earlier," Zhang Jie added as Hanna was about to get up and leave. Hanna just nodded, indicating she already knew.
"I know she came back for her ex-boyfriend," Hanna said casually, then left the living room and went upstairs.
Zhang Jie was left utterly bewildered. What was that all about?
Looking for an ex-boyfriend?
Meanwhile, McCall also received a summons from the police. He went to the police station and gave a statement about what happened that night. Fortunately, the police didn't make things difficult for him, as the evidence he provided was all real and valid.
The police, having found nothing, could only let McCall leave. After circling around after leaving the police station, McCall disguised himself as a police officer and went to the morgue.
Following the records, he found the box, opened it, and found a black bundle. Unzipping it revealed a face frozen stark white.
"I'm sorry, your dream of being a singer ends here." McCall expressed his deep apologies, and at the same time, he noticed Alina's wounds.
"The scalpel slid from top to bottom, no other instruments were used. The heart is missing, most likely cooked or eaten."
Combining this with what he learned at the police station earlier, McCall understood that the person on the other side was an absolute demon.
They particularly enjoyed the cat-and-mouse game.
It was even possible that the police finding him was a setup by that Professor Harris, which meant that the person was also in the house that night.
He watched his arrival, and he watched his departure, and calmly set up this little trap to make him uncomfortable.
Rip!
After zipping it up, McCall's face grew even grimmer. "Since you like to play so much, I'll play a good game with you."
Professor Harris!
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