CHAPTER 38

I was trapped in the Black family's villa for about 13 days. Every day, I kept thinking about the murderer's motive, path, method, and all possibilities.

I heard vaguely from the helpers of the Black family that the murder case had been closed.

Although Dexter surrendered, the Black family bailed him out and trapped him at home by using his mental problems as an excuse.

I knew he wasn't the only perpetrator. At the very least, my murderer was someone else.

I was sure that there must be some kind of relationship between him and the person who killed me.

But after so many days, I didn't manage to get any clues from him.

Perhaps he was too good at pretending. He did nothing but stare at me in a daze every day.

I wrote on a sheet of paper, analyzing the murderer's motive and all the suspicious points in my memories.

I wanted to help Zion catch the murderer.