Revenge After Death

Chapter 145

“He’s not dead yet…” Steven shoved away the people around him and went to feel the man’s pulse. “He’s not going to live…”

Zion called an ambulance.

Michael quickly took several steps back, clearly never having seen such a bloody sight. before. Meanwhile, everyone else had run outside the house to heave their stomach contents out. They had pretty much ruined the crime scene.

“The murderer was able to calculate how long it’d take for this victim to die… “Steven said in a panicked tone as he knelt on the floor. “He knew what time we’d arrive and what time we’d find this victim. He wanted us to watch him dic…

Just like how the murderer had done to Stephanie.

I walked forward, feeling numb as I looked at the body. “It’s the orphanage director’s husband.”

I had seen this man before in Steven’s photos.

“If the murderer was able to shove such a heavyset man into the shoe cupboard, then he must definitely be a strong adult,” Zion said sullenly.

That was the only way the murderer could’ve moved a body around and shoved a man on the verge of death into this small cupboard.

“Maybe… the victim climbed in there himself.” Steven pointed at the footsteps which Michael and the other movers had disturbed on the ground. “There was only one set of

footprints.”

that’s scary too. The murderer didn’t leave behind fingerprints, hair, or any clues. Even camera footage is useless because we can’t identify

other day at home had an extremely scarred face from burn injuries. and

tell what he originally looked

too intelligent,” Zion said. The murderer had been taking the police

fools.

did you come here at this late hour just

at me, displeased. “These are all my wife’s

in the face. “Can you be

in my name, so you guys are the ones who are

night, Michael Ford? If you don’t give a reasonable explanation, I have reason to suspect you intentionally ruined a crime

is currently wandering unbound. The fortune teller told me to burn her furniture

believed in the

cast a suspicious look at him. “Something’s wrong with that fortune teller.”

was too big of a

this fortune teller?” Zion

had gone to Stephanie’s grave

my journey to the afterlife. He was tormenting

police officers and backup

already died, just like Steven said. There was no saving him even after Steven tried to stop his bleeding. Too much