Female Novel
Chapter 290
Chapter 290
I was at a loss. I didn’t understand how it happened either. “Perhaps I don’t have much strength, sothat’s the deepest I could stab him?”
The female officer looked suspiciously at me. After all, I didn’t look like I didn’t have much strengthwhile I took the knife over from that man. For me to be able to take a knife over from a grown man-
I didn’t say anything else. I was relieved to hear that the man’s injuries weren’t fatal, I never didwant to kill
him after all.
“How are things going with Steven?” I asked impatiently as soon as I got into the car.
Ewan nodded and replied, “Everything’s fine. We have people in the asylum and we’ve told them tonotify
us immediately if something happens.”
I nodded and said distractedly. “Let’s head in the direction of Sunset Alley. I heard that there wasanother
murder case there.”
My palms began to sweat involuntarily at the thought of that serial murder case. I was one of thevictims
after all.
Who was the person with the red birthmark on the inner side of their arm? I was sure that I hadvaguely
seen it before I had died. There was no mistake that it was a birthmark.
From what I remember, he had fair and thin arms–he was definitely not Steven, Although Simonwas
equally thin, there was no birthmark on the inner side of his arms.
I massaged my temples. My head was hurting badly now.
“Sunset Alley has been sealed off, Mrs. Lincoln. We can’t get through by car now,” Ewan said as heparked
the car outside the Nocturnal’s entrance. novelbin
I got out of the car to have a look. I could see Eason from afar, talking to Keenan.
There were some rubberneckers around the area. They were frightened and ran away after closingin for a
better look. There were even some who were throwing up by the side. The crime scene wasevidently
gruesome.
“Did the murderer think that he could destroy all traces of his crime by just applying spices on thecorpse, so as to attract the nearby stray dogs to feed on it?” Eason said, chuckling coldly. “Go andinvestigate why these stray dogs would gather around Sunset Alley, and who had been feedingthem.”
Eason shifted his focus on the stray dogs. Since the stray dogs had fed on the evidence, theythemselves now became the evidence.
Upon investigating, Phil ran over to Eason and said, “The victim this time isn’t someone from thewelfare home. He was from the asylum that had been shut down.
“This man was one of the psychiatrists there back then, but he had left the asylum many years ago.Hel was not involved in Steven’s treatments and does not have any connections with him.”
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Eason was sure that there had been a conflict between the victim and Steven, but it turned out thatthere
was none.
I stood and watched Eason at the cordon line. He seemed a little shaken for a second, but hesuddenly realized something after seeing me.
He exclaimed, “Stephanie Carlson! Wasn’t she sent to an asylum when she was younger? Go andinvestigate the relationship between the victim and Stephanie Carlson!”
I looked blankly at Eason. What about me? Suddenly, my head felt as if it was about to split apart.A
mysterious voice kept echoing in my head.
“You loved your dog very much, right?”
“This dog is rather obedient-”
“How dare it bite me? I’ll beat it to death!”
Screams and the sound of barking rang in my ears.
Suddenly, a stray dog caught me by surprise as it walked past me. When I came back to mysenses, Eason was already standing before me. His gaze was full of scrutiny as he looked at me.