I Haven’t Been Caught, So Why Am I Guilty?

So, you’re saying that for the past twenty years since you were born, you’ve been able to control your dreams and do whatever you want in them?”

“Yes. Outlaw shenanigans, flying planes, parkour, street shootouts… I’ve done all of it countless times.”

“Frankly speaking, the crimes I’ve committed in my dreams could promote an entire region’s police force!”

“But I turned over a new leaf later.”

“Why?”

“Because…”

Standing at the crossroads, Xu Huo extinguished the cigarette in his hand, his gaze becoming distant as he looked at the horrific scene before him—a tragedy of four corpses nailed to crosses, their hollow eyes staring into nothingness, blood pooling beneath them.

“My dreams came true.”