Revenge After Death

Chapter 207

Simon was sitting on the interrogation chair. He had blood on his face, and he was laughing with blood dripping from his mouth.

Looking weakly at the ceiling, he smiled and uttered, “Relief… I can finally be free.”

Zion stood next to him, overwhelmed with emotions. He had blood on his hands. He attacked

Simon.

Simon seemed to know that he would die. Zion only punched him once, and he started vomiting blood. Simon was dead. He passed away before the medical staff arrived.

Zion felt completely numb. At that moment, he suddenly realized that Simon had intentionally provoked him, urging him to hit him. Simon simply wanted to die.

The surveillance camera recorded Zion beating and violently interrogating Simon. Zion would face consequences for his actions. He would be punished and suspended from his job. All his work would be temporarily halted.

Once he left the case, the investigation would stall. This would enable the hidden murderer to continue committing crimes.

Simon was the chosen sacrifice.

Simon was taken to the hospital with the help of the other officers. Zion left the interrogation room and started smoking, his fingers shaking. “He… said he was the next one. That bastard could predict our next move, so he knew Yasmin’s location. But it wasn’t Yasmin he wanted to kill.”

Steven held my hand tighter, looked down, and fell silent. He saw it coming, but it was already too

late.

was Simon…” Zion found a serious

a

was confused and puzzled by his words.

asleep back then. He heard

into a room, locking them in, and starting

expect the fire to spread to the entire floor and trap them in the dorm. It caused

wanted revenge on those who caused the fire.

his gaze fixated on his bloodied hands. It was as if

at that

isn’t your fault, Rachel reassured.

his head. “He wouldn’t reveal who was behind it or admit that there was someone

it. But he definitely was

in a soft voice, saying, “He wasn’t the mastermind. He was just a pawn, and

to die

there have been perpetrators hiding among the deceased? Perhaps they blended in with them, just

for a long time, as had Zion. We were all moving in the right direction, but why couldn’t we find the murderer? Could the

his head to meet my gaze. “Right… You’re absolutely

got up, took a drag from his cigarette, and hurried to the

carry on with the investigation. However, after learning about Simon’s