Chapter 181: Doom

"For the fifth time, Sir, I'm telling the truth. I'm innocent. I..I've been framed!"

Roman found himself inside the police station. He couldn't remember how he got here, but he was informed he tramped into the station with a deceased lady in his arms. And his exact utterances were 'Save me'.

Although he might be mad as a march hare or hysterical, or behave in a rather witty way, he knew not to bring a dead woman in his arms into a station. Besides, how was a dead woman placed in his arms? He didn't have the mind to kill one!

He was framed.

"That wasn't what we saw, Mr. Kyp-"

"Roman Nightshade."

"-Nightshade." The older officer rectified his sentence. He skimmed through the file on his desk and tilted his head back to Roman. "You ambled in here naked, at an ungodly hour with a bloody dead woman, your neighbor, who was parched of life and blood in your arms." He shut the file with his eyes tacked on the confused Roman and locked his fingers jointly. "What would you make out of that?"

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