Female Novel
Chapter 295
Chapter 295
I looked at Zion in astonishment.
‘Indeed. I’ve seen the scene. The murderer deliberately impersonated the suspicions of the serialmurder case, but it can’t be ruled out completely.” Zion nodded.
“When Sparks performed the autopsy, he found that the victim’s fatal injury was the back of hishead. Someone hit the back of his head from behind, causing his death. The person was skillful andknew where to hit.” Eason was deep in thought. “The victim should be on a call before he died.There were traces left behind from a phone smashing on the ground. But the phone was takenaway by the murderer. The murderer of the serial murder case has a habit. When he kills someone,he won’t take anything from
the victim. It’s as if he’s confident that the police won’t find him.”
“So, these are two separate cases,” I said softly.
The serial murder case was a different case from the Sunset Alley’s murder case.
“What about the identity of the victim? Didn’t you mention that he used to be a psychiatrist? Did hehave a
connection with Stephanie?” I looked at Eason nervously.
“I’ve looked into the victim before. His name is Wyatt Zimmer. He was a psychiatrist. In his earlyyears, he won several awards in the field of psychiatry. He was always on par with Peter in thehospital, but the
director liked him more as he knew how to conduct himself,” said Zion.
Once he heard that a murder case happened in Sunset Alley, he went to investigate it.
“But this person had left this asylum many years ago.” Eason turned around and looked at the oldasylum that had barricade tape all over.
“Aside from that, I’ve discovered that the director of this hospital committed suicide in prison afterbeing punished. After that, most doctors went to the current Huma Psychiatric Hospital.”
“When Wyatt left, this asylum hadn’t been barricaded. It was said that he went to Yesa to doclothing. business. He earned quite a lot. He wore branded clothes. Even his watch cost more thanthree million dollars.” Eason thought for a while. “But when I checked his company, it was a shellcompany. The
clothing business was a cover. How did he earn money.
“Go and look into it. Why are you guessing it?” Zion disliked Eason
Why was the latter still trying to figure things out here?
Eason’s phone vibrated on the car’s bonnet.
Eason glared at Zion while picking up the call. “Officer Grant, we have found the murderer! Wechecked all the surveillance cameras nearby and locked in the suspect’s address. It’s 37 BridgewayRoute. It’s the
demolition area, the last slum of Huma.”“
I glanced at Zion. 37 Bridgeway Route was the demolition area where the last slum of Huma waslocated.
Simeon’s sister, Carol, lived there. The area was a mixture of good and bad.
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“I need to go on a mission. If you’re capable, you can look into it yourself.” Holding a grudge, Easonpushed Zion away. He got into the car and drove away.
Zion frowned and looked at me. “Should we go and take a look?”
I nodded.
I hoped the murder case this time had nothing to do with the serial murder case.
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On 37 Bridgeway Route, the police had locked in a room on the third floor.
When Zion and I reached the place, the police barged into the room to catch the suspect.
As the apartment wasn’t big, the corridors were narrow. From the room, one could see the oppositeroom clearly. novelbin
The suspect lived on the east side. On the other hand, Carol was on the west side. Their roomsfaced one
another.
When I looked in the west direction, I saw Carol watching the police arrest the suspect. Her clotheswere untidy as she stood there, dazed.
Suddenly, her gaze landed on me. She smiled.
Her smile was so strange that I felt a chill run down my spine.
“Murderer…” Carol suddenly pointed at me and giggled.
Even though I couldn’t hear her voice clearly, I could read her lips. She was saying the word“murderer“.
✓ Was she saying that I was the murderer? What did she mean…
“Watch out! Catch him!”
Suddenly, the east side of the third floor became noisy.
ཆ ◌ྃ ཡི � � ཧ ཥཟ འཟོ ཚ –
Zion and I weren’t a part of the police. So, we couldn’t go up. We could only stay at the bottom andlook up to watch the situation.
All of a sudden, a figure pushed away the crowd and climbed over the window. Without hesitation,he jumped down.
Boom!
I was so shocked that I shrieked and took a step backward.
Nervously, Zion reached out his hand to protect me. He looked at the person who fell in front ofus.
The third floor wasn’t high, but he was determined to die.
It was a middle–aged mán. He looked like he had gone through a lot. His fingers were crooked. Itwasn’t because he fell from the third floor. It seemed to be caused by years of rheumatism andphysical work.
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“H–Help…” The man, who fell on the ground, spat out blood. He tried his best to take out a picturefrom his
pocket.