Chapter 325: Chapter 325

Eason suddenly stood up and looked at Steven.

– still “According to our plan, the culprit will take action when the police announce that the victim is receiving emergency medical treatment.

“But if the serial murder cases and this mutilation case were done by different people, why would something happen to Yasmin?”

Eason walked around.

“Say, the killer was going to reveal himself. But now, the killer of the serial murder cases has appeared.

Do you still think both cases were not done by the same person?”

Steven remained silent for a while before speaking.

“No… Something’s not right with the timing of Yasmin’s disappearance. Somebody did that on purpose.”

Somebody had taken advantage of Yasmin to confuse us.

“Everyone is trying to connect the mutilation cases to the serial murder cases because the perpetrators are victims too. All the cases have many similarities, but they just look like deliberate imitations.”

Zion shook his head because something still didn’t feel right.

“Yasmin’s disappearance may have just been a coincidence that occurred with the serial murder cases and mutilation cases.”

Rachel, too, shook her head.

“There’s one key thing about the serial murders. Back in the orphanage days, the killers abandoned the bodies at locations that were related to water sources.

“Huma has an ancient tradition whereby after evil doers die, they will be tossed into the water to cleanse their sins.

“The killer of the mutilation case didn’t hide or destroy the evidence but took advantage of stray dogs to destroy the bodies and the scene, leaving the police with no trace of clue,” I added my analysis.

“Even if the police did find anything, the killer was also a victim who was left with no choice. In the end, they would choose to commit suicide anyway, and the clue would end there.”

Both cases must have been executed by different people.

“The culprits behind both cases are having a silent duel,” said Eason solemnly.

The killer of the mutilation case wanted to mislead the public, shifting all the blame onto the culprit behind the serial murder cases.

The more skilled one would emerge as the winner.

“I’m leaving. Don’t look for me.” Eason walked to the door, then turned around to look at Steven.

“Hey…

You can calculate, right? Why don’t you try to figure out where Yaamin Is?”

“The murderer always leaves clues at the scene of the last crime. I calculated Yasmin’s whereabouts once, and the clue disappeared. If the murderer is taking action again, that means she’s just unlucky,”

Steven sald.

This time, Steven had no plans to rescue Yasmin.

In truth, he could not calculate it anymore.

Since the murderer’s plan had been disrupted, he might have decided to kill at random.

22 If Steven could calculate even random occurrences, he would be extremely dangerous to society. In fact, he should just focus on trying to win the lottery for a living.

Eason grudgingly replied, “Fine, I’ll search on my own!”

Steven remained silent.

After Eason left, Steven looked at Zion. “Somebody is trying to lure the police away. Yasmin may be an accomplice or bait to lure the investigation team away.

“I’m guessing that the killer of the second mutilation case may come to the hospital to destroy the evidence.”

Zion paused, then exclaimed in realization, “You’re right! I’ll head over now in case Phil needs an extra hand.”

As Zion left, Rachel left with him.

Steven looked at me with red eyes and hung his head low.

He carefully drew closer and tugged on my sleeve.

“Stephie…”

When I looked at him, his tears began to fall and landed on the back of my hand.

I wondered if he was a crybaby.

“So.. you suspect Martin is related to the mutilation case, which was why you agreed to Eason’s suggestion to be admitted into the asylum.

“Then, you helped Eason lure the murderer?”

I felt angry and frustrated as I wondered how much he had been hiding me.

“Stephie… I’m not suspicious of Martin. Martin and Dax are just good tools to take advantage of…”

Steven leaned on my shoulder as he sobbed. “I suspect Peter.”

I paused.

Truth was, I could guess Steven’s suspicions–because I was suspicious of Peter, too.

But after all, it was no pain, no gain.

Steven wouldn’t allow me to approach Peter.

I wondered if Steven volunteered to be admitted into the asylum so that he could find clues. “Did you find anything?” I asked softly.