Chapter 327

“They were a gift… from you.

Steven touched the bottom–right corner of the specimen display. It showed a black signature that said ‘SC

the acronym for Stephanie Carlson.

I looked at Steven in shock and felt my heart drop.

“It was me? I gave these to you?”

I wonder if he was referring to all the specimens.

“You said that the beauty of shooting stars was their fleetingness. Only a short–lived beauty would amaze

everyone…

Steven leaned over to look at me, his voice still hoarse as usual. He sounded lonely, sad, and guilty.

“Life is fleeting. This is the only way to preserve them forever…”

I started the wall of butterfly specimens in shock. At that moment, it felt like they had all come alive.

“I didn’t know that I would like these things…” I said in surprise.

Steven held my hand and brought me into the room deeper in the basement.

like a bank vault. As the door opened, I followed Steven inside. When the lights came on, I was in so much shock that my body went

numb.

finally

completely. He had shown me

scars.

parents, people from the orphanage, and some

monitoring everyone like he was God, controlling everything

fear. I wondered if he was actually the

brought me to the wall of photos and pointed toward the bottom–left

of serial murders. Three years ago, after leaving the asylum,

psychiatrists died from falling, accidents, drowning, and fire. Essentially, their deaths seem

is also the

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Steven nodded.

one thing in common, which is that they don’t kill

reported on the asylum’s

and he was one of the rare psychiatrists who was kind. He was

also the doctor whom Michael brought along to provoke

all their deaths…” Steven whispered.

died were people who

put on me while the true murderer

that something didn’t add up, why didn’t you report these clues to the police?” I looked at

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