Chapter 207

Dorian lay slumped in the interrogation chair, his face smeared with blood, a twisted smile on his lips as crimson droplets trickled from his mouth.

With what little strength he had left, he gazed at the ceiling and chuckled. “Free… I’m about to be free.”

Robin stood beside him, a tempest of emotions raging within, his hands stained with blood. He had lashed out at Dorian, and it seemed Dorian had anticipated his own end.

Just one punch from Robin, and Dorian was spitting blood.

Dorian was gone before the medics could arrive, his last breath slipping away.

Robin stood there, numb, realization hitting him hard. Dorian had deliberately provoked him, pushed him to lash out. Dorian had wanted to die..

The surveillance footage showed Robin’s strike, a classic case of excessive force during questioning.

Robin was in for it now. There would be repercussions, a suspension, a halt to all his ongoing cases. And if he stepped away from this one, the investigation would stall, giving the real murderer more time to strike.

Dorian was nothing but a pawn.

he said he was the next target.” As Dorian was wheeled away by hospital staff and colleagues, Robin stepped out of the room, lighting a cigarette, his fingers

my hand tighter, his gaze dropping as he fell silent. He had figured it out, but

to be Dorian…” Robin stumbled upon a terrifying truth.

puzzled. What did that mean?

guys trick Colin and Carter into a room, lock

through the whole floor, trapping them in the dorm as well.

the fire. He admitted to several assaults. I lost

hands, his mind having gone blank

said, trying to

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name his accomplices, denied

“Just a pawn, a doomed player in the game.”

that among the previous victims, there were perpetrators, too? They

on the right track, so why couldn’t

that the three different people we saw in

suddenly looked

took a deep drag on his cigarette, and bolted for

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