The young man with brown hair and blue eyes glanced at the two corpses on the ground and realized it was true. Su Changxing had just killed two policemen, while he was being escorted as a criminal by the police.
The police should be considered good people, but he himself wasn't.
"Ha, actually I'm not a good person either, you know about stealing... I stole something, so they caught me. I'm considered a thief or a burglar." The young man changed his expression and immediately said decisively.
It was the first time he admitted so frankly that he was a thief, which made him feel a bit shy.
Su Changxing wasn't surprised at all and said blandly:
"Did I ever say I don't kill bad people? I'm an emotionless killer!"
"Ha?"
The young man looked at Su Changqing's serious face and awkwardly smiled, saying, "Actually, I'm just an ordinary person, neither a bad person nor a good one."
