Eason suddenly stood up and looked at Dexter.
"According to our plan, the culprit will take action when the police announce that the victim is receiving ergency dical treatnt."
"But if the serial murder cases and this mutilation case were done by different people, why would sothing happen to Juliet?"
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 sa person?"
Dexter remained silent for a while before speaking.
"No... Sothing’s not right with the timing of Juliet’s disappearance. Sobody did that on purpose."
Sobody had taken advantage of Juliet 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 sothing still didn’t feel right.
"Juliet’s disappearance may have just been a coincidence that occurred with the serial murder cases and mutilation cases."
Violette, 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 bla onto the culprit behind the serial murder cases.
The more skilled one would erge as the winner.
"I’m leaving. Don’t look for ." Eason walked to the door, then turned around to look at Dexter. "Hey...You can calculate, right? Why don’t you try to figure out where Juliet Is?"
"The murderer always leaves clues at the scene of the last cri. I calculated Juliet’s whereabouts once, and the clue disappeared. If the murderer is taking action again, that ans she’s just unlucky,"Dexter said.
This ti, Dexter had no plans to rescue Juliet.
In truth, he could not calculate it anymore.
Since the murderer’s plan had been disrupted, he might have decided to kill at random.
If Dexter could calculate even random occurrences, he would be extrely 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!"
Dexter remained silent.
After Eason left, Dexter looked at Zion. "Sobody is trying to lure the police away. Juliet may be an accomplice or bait to lure the investigation team away."
"I’m guessing that the killer of the second mutilation case may co to the hospital to destroy the evidence."
Zion paused, then exclaid in realization, "You’re right! I’ll head over now in case Phil needs an extra hand."
As Zion left, Violette left with him.
Dexter looked at with red eyes and hung his head low.
He carefully drew closer and tugged on my sleeve.
"Sophia..."
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 .
"Sophia... I’m not suspicious of Martin. Martin and Dax are just good tools to take advantage of..."
Dexter leaned on my shoulder as he sobbed. "I suspect Peter."
I paused.
Truth was, I could guess Dexter’s suspicions–because I was suspicious of Peter, too.
But after all, it was no pain, no gain.
Dexter wouldn’t allow to approach Peter.
I wondered if Dexter volunteered to be admitted into the asylum so that he could find clues. "Did you find anything?" I asked softly.
"He’s good at brainwashing. He’s talented. He’s skilled in psychology, hypnosis, and using chemicals,"
Dexter whispered.
I gasped and grabbed Dexter’s wrist in fear.
"You shouldn’t have ssed with him..."
He continued in my ear, "But I found his weakness. His daughter..."
I glanced at Dexter. "His daughter?"
"During my ti in the asylum, I observed that Peter, despite being obsessed with studying his patients, disrupted the consultation sessions three tis because of a phone call."
"Every ti, he’d smile. The caller ID was ’Sweetheart, and judging from the voice, it was a little girl who should be under 13 years old. She would call him ’Daddy," Dexter whispered, his voice gradually turning cold.
"Sophia... I’ve investigated Peter. His ex–wife gave birth to his eldest daughter two years before you were born. She was born with a serious genetic mutation and was a special child."
"After a few years, there was no news about her. Rumor has it that she died."
"anwhile, his youngest daughter was born after he married his current wife. She should be 13 years old now."
Dexter stood up straight and looked down at . "Sophia, sothing’s off about Peter."
I looked up at Dexter for a long ti before saying, "Before I lost my mories, was there sothing that I ca to find out? Did I tell you about it?"
Dexter avoided my eyes and looked downward.
"Peter may be related to the mutilation case. I suspect he’s trying to kill the witnesses."
He was trying to get soone else to do the dirty work.
Thus, Dexter had been tracing the clues.
"When did you begin suspecting Peter?" I asked as I looked at Dexter warily.
It seed like Dexter’s understanding of Peter was built over ti. It was as if he had planned to be admitted into the asylum as an opportunity to investigate Peter.
anwhile, Peter’s interest in Dexter seed to also be part of the plan.
Dexter lowered his head in a panic. He kept avoiding my questions.
I wondered if he was worried that I’d find out or if I would be upset.
"Dexter, there are so things that I must find out. Not rembering and not knowing may not be beneficial to . It may put in further danger."
I believed I deserved to know the truth unless Dexter did not trust .
"After your parents died from the accident, I’ve been investigating... I Investigated Peter and who was related to him..." Dexter finally ca clean that he had targeted Peter since long ago.
Under the disguise of being holess, he had been secretly observing and investigating. He kept putting clues together in the process.
We returned to Dexter’s villa after leaving the hospital.
Ewan summoned the family doctor for our daily treatnt and IV drips.
After everyone had left, Dexter brought to the basent.
As the motion–sensor lights ca on in the basent, the microcent interiors were almost speckless.
On both sides of the three–foot–wide walkway were glass display cabinets that had been embedded into the walls. Inside, countless butterfly specins were on display..
As I looked at the butterflies, my fingers felt numb.
The specins... looked so alive. It was as if they would co to life at any ti.
"Do you like specins?" I asked warily.
I suddenly recalled how Eason said Dexter was crazy.
When I died, my body was made into a specin, after all.
I felt a fear that ca from deep within.
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