Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 142

“He’s a genius.” a genius standing at the right hand of God.

Or rather, a madman.

Colin’s thoughts and obsessions are beyond the grasp of ordinary minds,

“Is that kind–hearted doctor who blew the whistle still in Sea City?” I asked, harboring a sea of doubts within.

I don’t trust Colin; sometimes, his murderous intent is too intense. I once asked him if he’d ever killed anyone. He hesitated and didn’t answer, which was basically evasion.

So, has he killed? What exactly is his connection to the orphanage serial murderer?

“The doctor is still in Sea City,” Eric nodded.

I breathed a sigh of relief. There were also witnesses from back then; it would make the investigation much smoother.

“Let’s head back,” I said, fearing Colin might spiral into madness upon waking.

better. Mr. Caleb is a pitiful man; he needs someone to care for him and

I could be Colin’s salvation. After all, we were

love, and I can’t give him that. All I can offer is

after visiting the mental institution today, fear has

Afraid he’s indeed linked to

out he’s a murderer, what then? Turn

the way back, I was poring over the old records and

a well–intentioned doctor who, for the sake of the patients, reported his name, angered the director and his colleagues, and suffered a car accident that left him

he regretted

that someone had to take a

bear the brunt. There had to be light in the

“Ma’am… we’re here.”

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had come to a stop, but I was still engrossed

the good–looking ones and how the real lunatics and perverts were the doctors themselves.

with his good looks, might have endured there. He’s the type who wouldn’t give in even if beaten to death, always resisting.

would provoke those bastards‘ animalistic side, pushing