Revenge After Death

Chapter 225

There used to be a rumor that circulated around about Steven. People said that he was a lunatic who liked collecting animal corpses and putting them in glass cases.

Back then, I hadn’t believed it. But what lay before me shocked me to the core.

There were countless glass cases on the shelves in the basement. Each of the glass cases contained many different types of dead butterflies. They were essentially taxidermied.

I could see butterflies of many colors. There were blue ones, black ones, and colorful ones.

And the glass case at the very bottom of the shelf contained a taxidermied cat. The cat- lying inside the case seemed peaceful.

There were also puppies, snakes, hamsters…

“Scared, are you?” Eason asked. He saw that I had stiffened up and sweat was starting to

form on my forehead.

Then, he sneered and continued, “He’s a pervert. He loves turning things he likes into taxidermy and specimens like these and putting them in glass cases. You understand now how Stephanie died, don’t you?”

Eason firmly suspected that Steven was the person who killed me.

I knew Eason had taken on this case to beat Steven at his own game. He was here to find

clues.

“There’s no such thing as a perfect murder. As long as what happened to Stephanie was a homicide, there will definitely be clues and evidence to prove it. If that lunatic really did kill someone, I won’t show him any mercy,” Eason said in a solemn tone.

to lock Steven

her…” I muttered softly. I started to feel panic well up inside of

so naive. Stephany, why do you think I brought you here to see all this? I’ve investigated you before. You’re not beyond saving just yet. But if you keep staying with Steven

If he does end up liking you, you’ll be doomed to die at his hand!”

around to leave.

my collar and forced me to take a closer look at the butterflies

these taxidermy animals and insects are made? They were trapped in these glass cases before they eventually died. I followed that lunatic here out of curiosity when I was 15. Do you know what he

butterfly in one of these glass cases and watched it flap its wings desperately to escape. The excitement and thrill in that lunatic’s

frightened by Steven at

liked in a glass case to death.

a lunatic…” Eason said with a low

going to believe

away from me and turned to run.

of the basement, a person wielding a knife

out a scream and shut my eyes. I figured I was going to die

embrace that felt secure

up

could smell the metallic scent of

there!” Eason rushed out to tackle the assailant to the ground when he saw that someone was

my eyes while trembling and met Steven’s worried

at me with a panicked gaze. He cupped my face with his hands and

suddenly felt overwhelmed by the immense

tears.