Carlos's blood flowed wantonly in different directions in the conference room.

Blood soaked the thick carpet, and the conference room was filled with the smell of blood.

One minute ago, Reeker, who had committed the greatest crime in his life, moved his body.

His feet stepped on the bloody carpet and made a noise.

All his consciousness began to creep back into his blank brain.

Reeker subconsciously threw away the pistol in his ...