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Chapter 348

The enemy of an enemy was a friend. Did Steven intentionally avoid putting in his best effort to findthe murderer and instead just watch them fight?

"What about Stephanie?" Eason repeated the question I asked earlier.

If no one were innocent, what about Stephanie?

Steven's hand was shaking as he held my hand. "She...is the key. She is the subject of genomeediting experiments and should be showcased in the cabinet as evidence."

So, the person behind it killed me. I smiled bitterly. My genes were edited before I was conceivedand born.

What did I do wrong? Why should I be ruthlessly killed and used by everyone?

I struggled to free myself from Steven's grip, but he held me tightly. His voice sounded hoarse as ifhe was begging me. "Stephie..."

He did this every time I got angry. But I was killed! Would he still condone the mastermind?

I firmly stated, my eyes were red. "I must find the serial murderer! I don't care why you're protectinghim. I can't allow him to kill everyone in order to target the so-called mastermind!"

Those lives were innocent! Regardless of their guilt, it was the law that should administerpunishment, not a serial killer!

Steven lowered his head, his breath trembling with emotion. He still refused to explain. He was sopersistent.

I turned my gaze away, no longer relying on him to assist me in the search for the serial murderer. Iwould find the culprit myself.

Eason shook his head. "We've been unable to uncover any clues or make any progress in the serialmurder case. Despite Yasmin's ongoing dramatic search for trouble, the elusive murderer remainsinactive, making it extremely challenging for us. However, the mutilation case is connected tohuman trafficking. It is suspected that those 'natural' geniuses have been trafficked as gene vectors.They may be subjected to even more horrifying circumstances. Our top priority is to locate them asquickly as possible."

I nodded with a lingering sense of fear.

He was right. We must prioritize locating those innocent geniuses. They were most likely exploited,being utilized as a means for reproduction, acting as carriers of genes, as well as repositories forsperm and eggs, with their complete potential being exploited for personal benefit.

"The police's frequent visits to the Bridgeway Route demolition zone will raise suspicions among theescort girls. The area is densely populated with sex workers, rendering police checks futile. Theseindividuals are akin to skilled fugitives, adept at hiding themselves. However, within such a complexenvironment, valuable clues are more likely to surface." Eason carefully analyzed the existing cluepoints.

In order to locate the abducted teenagers, they needed to head to No. 38 Bridgeway Route.

"There is someone I know. Her name is Carol, and she is Simmy's sister." I just recalled that Carollived there. She had a mild intellectual disability. If I could get her to open up, I might be able tolearn something.

But when I mentioned Carol, Steven's expression suddenly changed. "No!"

He appeared reluctant to let me meet Carol. "She's mentally disabled. You won't be able to getinformation from her. Moreover, the environment is chaotic and dangerous. You can't go there."

I furrowed my brow and gazed intently at Steven. It was clear that he had been concealing morethan just one secret from me.novelbin

In addition, in my mother's diary, there were disturbing accounts of him imprisoning me, kidnappingme, and abusing me. I was still unable to discern whether these accounts were true or false.

Steven, what kind of person were you exactly?

"I'm going. Those children have been missing for so many years. Imagine the despair they must feelif they are still alive... I must rescue them!" I insisted on going there.

After all, the disappearance of those genius teenagers was closely related to "Stephanie". I felt theneed to investigate, either out of guilt or a genuine desire for truth.

Steven slowly let go of my hand, his voice hoarse. "I'll go with you..."

No matter what, the priority was to find the missing geniuses at all costs.

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