Rachelâs whole body was shaking as she followed Zion.
Michael also trailed behind them. He was silent, but his face looked unsightly.
I looked at Michael and suddenly smiled.
The police had finally found my body.
This way, Michael could finally find relief.
He had probably been wishing for my death for a long time..
âAre you sure you want to go?â Before getting in the car, Zion asked Rachel again.
Her face was equally ashen. When she got into the car, her legs went weak and she almost fell to the ground.
Subconsciously, I reached out to help her, but it was futile. My hands simply passed through her.
I couldnât touch anyone.
âSheâs not dead.â Michael frowned, still insisting on his belief.
Rachel glared at Michael with loathing and got into the car.
I sat next to Rachel, staring out the window in a daze.
I had come to the point where I no longer had any feelings or expectations for Michael.
He and Yasmin had done this to me. All of my love and gratitude for them had been exhausted.
The police cordoned off the orphanage, with officerâs on patrol everywhere.
Several ambulances were parked there, which seemed a bit unnecessary.
It was obvious that this was the first crime scene of all the murders.
I smiled bitterly. What were the ambulances for if I was already dead?
âWhy didnât they find this cellar despite multiple searches?â Zionâs superior also came since this was a major case.
Zion quickly explained, âItâs our bad. This orphanage has long been abandoned. There are no building blueprints, and this cellar is wellâhiddenâ¦â
I looked at the cellar curiously. It was in a small warehouse behind the abandoned yard. Under the wooden floor was a private cellar, emitting an eerie atmosphere.
I had no memory of this place at all. I was unconscious before being dragged in by the murderer.
Then, I woke up halfway and found myself in a dim place with no idea of how I got there.
ate 17 âThis cellar is wellâhidden. Itâs hard to believe that anyone would find it by accident. Who was the first person to discover it?â Zion asked.
âOfficer Landon, I was the one who found it. Itâs strange⦠Yesterday, I came here a few times but I didnât notice anything unusual. But today, I saw footprints on the floorâ¦â
Phil was a little skeptical, wondering if he hadnât been observant enough yesterday. âItâs my fault. I was careless yesterday.â
âItâs not your fault. The killer wanted to let us find out.â Zionâs expression was dark. He lit a cigarette.
This murderer was a cunning one.
âIsnât the murderer that madman?â Phil asked curiously.
âEither he had an accomplice or he took the blame for someone else.â Zion shook his head.
There were too many doubts here.
To down Phil and the others fell silent. They stood at the entrance of the cellar, reluctant to go âOfficer Landon, you need⦠to be prepared. Frank just went down there and came out vomiting. Itâs a little complicated there. The medical staff are still trying to figure it out.â
Zion took a deep breath before turning to look at Rachel and Michael. âTheyâre family members of the victim. Theyâre here to make identification easierâ¦â
âThe doctor is here. So does that mean⦠Is Stephie still alive?â Rachel grabbed Zionâs arm in panic. Is she still alive?â
Zionâs gaze was solemn. âBoth of you⦠come with me.â
Michael was a little agitated, but at the critical moment, he seemed to lose his nerve. He hesitated for a long time before going down.
I stood by and mocked him for being cowardly. Was Michael afraid now?
Wasnât it because of him that I ended up like this?
Michael⦠must be the accomplice.
I followed Rachel down to the cellar. I was almost overwhelmed by the fear that came over me.