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 behind

he loved her…” I muttered softly. I started

to see all this? I’ve investigated you before. You’re not

that imitating Stephanie will make him develop feelings for you. If he does

around to leave.

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

these glass cases before they eventually died. I followed that lunatic here out

in one of these glass cases and watched it flap its wings desperately to

frightened by Steven at the

case

nothing but a lunatic…” Eason said

not going to believe you,” I replied.

Eason away from me and turned

as I ran out of the basement, a person wielding a knife suddenly charged at

shut my eyes. I figured I was

that felt

up

smell the

Eason rushed out to tackle the assailant to the ground when

my eyes while trembling and met

gaze. He cupped my face with his hands and looked into

suddenly felt overwhelmed by the

tears.