Don't Believe Your Eyes

He entered her bedroom and found that her face was different from before. It had bumps and bumps, her short hair was bloody, one eye was closed normally, and the other eye was swollen. Jelly-like stuff dripped out from between the eyelashes. Her skirt was lifted up very high, and he pulled it down. Pulling it so that it could better wrap around her legs, there was a sound of light footsteps behind him. He turned around quickly and reached for the pistol on the ground without thinking. Less than ten meters away from him, his enemy stood, looking at the person lying on the ground, and then at him. "She's dead," he said, "I..." He seemed to understand something, "You are repeating your old plan and trying to frame me again!"