Chapter 645 What Kind Of Person. Bryan and the short-haired woman had been waiting in front of the apartment. Not long before Rachel pushed the door open from inside, they heard someone screaming. Then, Rachel walked out slowly with blood on the back of her hand. The mere sight of Rachel's difference sent chills running down Bryan's spine. He shook from fear. "You. Could it be that Rachel just killed Alice?. The short-haired woman rushed into the room. She found Alice lying unconscious in a pool of blood. There was a cheap blanket right next to her on the floor, soaking most of it up. "You. You've got to leave now. " Bryan's mind was in a mess for several seconds, and then he came back to his senses. “It's only a matter of time before Ronan informs the police. Standing close by, the short-haired woman heard what he suggested to Rachel. But she would have none of it. "You idiot! Perhaps you don't understand how messed up this is. She just murdered Alice. Why on earth should she go scot-free? There are consequences for her inhumane action, and she has to face them. If I were you, I wouldn't be so quick to let her go. You don't want to risk being an accomplice and end up in jail, do you?". "But, I can't let her get caught. She saved me. " Bryan was a stubborn man who couldn't be persuaded so easily. Rachel was about to leave when the short-haired woman rushed forward. and stretched out her arms to block the way. "You aren't going anywhere!" Then she turned to Bryan

"What's wrong with you? Call the police. " Bryan tried to push the woman aside, but she didn't budge. "What has gotten into you?" There was a hint of anger in her eyes. "Are you stupid?". Both of them argued until she brought out her phone to make a call. But Bryan was bent on stopping her. He stretched out his hands and grabbed the device. All of a sudden, Rachel spoke out loud enough for them to hear her. "She's not dead!". Immediately, they stopped and looked at her. "What? She's not dead?" Bryan's eyes widened. "She is alive. But if she doesn't get help within the next hour or so, then she would die from shock and excessive bleeding. " Rachel maintained her calm demeanor. "The only way to save her now is to call an ambulance right away. As for calling the police, well, you can go ahead and do that. "No!" Bryan shook his head. "Nobody is going to call anyone. " "Whatever!" The short-haired woman felt somewhat frustrated. Her phone was now with Bryan and he held onto it very tightly. Ina feat of anger, she kicked him in the shin. "Ouch!" Bryan screamed in pain. He bent down on impulse and touched his leg. The woman seized the opportunity to take back her phone. After that, she went into the apartment again. Alice was still lying on the floor motionlessly. It was indeed Alice's blood. It didn't flow out from her chest, though; it was from the little finger of

her right hand, which was gone. She could still see it dripping from it. The short-haired woman carefully placed her finger near Alice's nose. It was warm to the touch. Alice was still alive. Maybe she fainted because of the sharp pain. Without further ado, the woman took out her phone and called an ambulance. When Bryan overheard her conversation with a paramedic, he heaved a sigh of relief. After that, he turned to Rachel and said smilingly, "I know you are not that kind of person. Rachel took out a tissue from her pocket and wiped the blood off the back of her hand. Then she asked, "What kind of person?". The question was quite unexpected. Bryan didn't know what to say. While he was still at it, Rachel left the building the same way she came. He followed her closely. "You are not the kind of murderer who disregards her family. As soon as they got to the main road, Rachel stopped. She took out her phone from her pocket, clicked on an application, and downloaded a recording. "You are wrong," she said emphatically, before sending a voice message. "I just don't want my own hands to get dirty. In a split second, the message was delivered successfully. Immediately, the look in her eyes changed. Her face darkened. Finally, she deleted everything pertaining to what she just sent. Out of the corner of his eye, Bryan caught a glimpse of the receiver of the deleted message. It was the police. The recording was the conversation between Rachel and Alice in the. apartment just a moment ago