2026.11.20
6:37 AM
REC.
Location: The Nest, Exhibition Hall B1, Museum of Modern Art
"…Having fun?" Han Liuyue's voice asked from off-screen.
"Solving problems is always fun."
Jin Xueli tilted her head up, breathless, and flashed a grin at the camera. "Not bad, right, my method for moving the body? You didn't even think I could pull it off."
Beside her stood a bizarre contraption — a merger of corpse and suitcase.
Westley had been stuffed back into the luggage again. This time, his body wasn't curled up inside — only his legs were secured in the case by the zipper, the lid clamped shut just below his hips.
His upper half leaned against the retractable handle, held in place by a belt. From a distance, it looked almost like a man casually sitting on top of his own suitcase.
Westley had been buried in a suit. His waistband was bare now — no belt of his own, of course.
