章 55: Nightingale—The Assassin

"Wendy, we'll talk about the water later! Stand behind me and don't make a move."

Watson stretched his hands to protect Wendy behind him. He looked at the large bed in the bedroom, and his expression became serious. "Who's there? Come out!"

A black shadow appeared on the soft, velvet bed and swayed gently as Watson spoke.

The shadow disappeared, and a petite woman in black appeared on the bed. Her collarbone and shoulders were covered with a dark red veil that showed only hints of her snow-white skin.

Watson could not tell the woman's age. She wore an inverted triangular veil, and she had short black hair and dark blue eyes. At that moment, her veil swayed gently as she looked at Watson. "It's commendable that you found me so quickly."

Her voice was like a bird singing softly, and it was also like a clear spring that flowed between the rocks—it was very pleasant.

Gulp!