“I feel the presence of death there,” Edward’s heart tightened. If an ordinary person said this, Edward would take it as a joke, but coming from Jason, Edward dared not treat it lightly. Being able to walk unscathed through a battlefield alone, his perception had to be exceptionally outstanding, and in such perception naturally included some indescribable, inexplicable intuitions. Unexplainable, yet undeniably real. Edward asked cautiously while turning his gun towards a lower building next to the apartment. Jason first shook his head. Then, word by word, he said— “Did you put the murder weapon in the drawer?”