Chapter 152: Tom’s Analysis
Receiving Tom’s message, Fang Xiaocao felt an ominous premonition, as if danger was silently approaching.
She couldn’t shake the feeling that Han Xue wouldn’t just flee so easily. Knowing that she was in Room 508, how could Han Xue simply run away without seeking revenge first? That wasn’t like that crazy woman at all.
Just then, a shocked exclamation echoed in the hallway. Fang Xiaocao froze, quickly pulling up the surveillance footage to see what was happening.
What she saw left her stunned.
A team of forensic investigators had arrived at some point.
They were carrying two bodies out of Room 512—one large, one small.
“Two more bodies?”
Fang Xiaocao muttered in disbelief as she stared at the screen.
“Wait… one large, one small…”
Suddenly, she realized something.
“No way… that’s way too sick…”
A shiver ran down her spine.
Han Xue and Axi had been carrying two corpses with them? And they had been staying in the same room with them?
Fang Xiaocao already knew they were twisted, but this was beyond anything she had imagined.
There was no way she was staying in this hotel anymore.
Not alone.
Not even with a group.
Watching as the two bodies were carried away, she suddenly understood where Han Xue’s “human-skin” disguise had come from.
It was the skin of this poor mother and child.
On the screen, criminal investigators sealed off Room 512 with police tape, and two officers stood guard at the door, allowing only forensic and technical investigators inside.
Clearly, what had happened in that room had escalated to a serious level.
With Wang Qiang and Song Lin both injured in this hotel, Fang Xiaocao couldn’t help but wonder if this place was cursed for law enforcement.
Tom carefully studied Han Xue’s photo, memorizing her face and body shape.
He continued searching along the street.
Since Han Xue was now a wanted fugitive, Tom knew from his brief interactions with her that she was extremely cautious.
Under the circumstances—knowing the hotel was compromised and that she was now wanted—Han Xue would never take public transportation.
That would be too risky.
Her best bet would be to leave on foot, avoiding any traces that could be tracked through digital payments or surveillance cameras.
But in a city full of people, finding one person on foot was like searching for a needle in a haystack.
Even with surveillance, comparing every single person’s face would take an immense amount of time and resources.
Tom considered using his high-tech tools to track Han Xue’s phone.
But as soon as the thought crossed his mind, he dismissed it.
A woman as cautious as Han Xue, who had already discarded her disguise, would never keep a device that could be tracked.
Even if her phone was still “alive”—meaning powered on and connected to the network—Tom was sure it wasn’t in her possession anymore.
She had likely left it in some unlucky person’s car or bag, letting them unknowingly carry it around the city, drawing police attention away from her.
By the time the police tracked the phone and executed their arrest plan, they’d find out they had spent all that effort capturing an innocent bystander.
The thought brought a smirk to Tom’s lips.
“Not many people are as smart as me,” he muttered to himself.
Continuing his search, Tom mentally reviewed everything he knew about Han Xue—both from his own observations and from what Fang Xiaocao had told him.
Then, suddenly, he stopped in his tracks.
His sharp eyes darkened, and his brow furrowed deeper.
“Something’s not right… My thinking is all wrong!”
Muttering to himself, Tom turned around and sprinted back toward the hotel.
During his brief moment of reflection, he realized that he might have been looking in the wrong direction from the start.
Or rather…
His entire approach was flawed.
Han Xue never left.
She was still nearby.
The police likely hadn’t identified her true face yet. Even if they issued a wanted notice, it would be for the version of her that wore the human-skin mask.
Now that she had discarded the mask and reverted to her real appearance, she didn’t need to run—she just needed to hide.
Right under their noses.
This was classic “hiding in plain sight.”
When people search for someone, especially a suspect, they subconsciously focus on matching the given description, overlooking anyone who doesn’t fit.
Unless they knew Han Xue personally, even if she walked right past the police, they might not recognize her.
Tom quickly put the pieces together—Han Xue hadn’t fled the area.
She had likely gone back to the hotel.
Or worse…
She was in the hotel’s underground parking garage.
Watching the police from the shadows.
Waiting for another chance…
To strike at Fang Xiaocao again.
From what Tom knew about Han Xue, she wasn’t just cautious—she was also fearless and ruthless.
Fang Xiaocao had told him about Han Xue’s past revenge plots.
Tom had to admit, while her execution wasn’t flawless, her boldness and attention to detail were impressive.
Even as a professional killer, he had to respect her skills.
If things had gone just a little differently—if no one had come to save Fang Xiaocao in time—Han Xue might have already succeeded.
Even if she couldn’t kill Fang Xiaocao, she would have at least infected her with those disgusting diseases.
(End of Chapter 152)
