Revenge After Death

Chapter 568

I looked at Zion, and he looked back at me. It was clear that the Rebels were not as unified as they seemed. Some members advocated killing while others preferred exposure. Ewan was the one who stood for exposure.

"My dad is not actually a bad person," Joel said in a low voice, speaking up for Ewan.

Jimmy sneered. "Not a bad person? Not a bad person when he's the one who locked us all up here?"

"You're still alive, aren't you?" Eason frowned and said, standing up for Joel.

"Stop making noise," Una urged with a serious expression. She gestured for everyone to remain silent.

After a brief moment of silence, a hand emerged, followed by a gradual appearance of a head. To our astonishment, it was the killer, Stan. He had managed to infiltrate the warehouse through a narrow crack in the door.

we all eyed Stan warily. He was a killer, and we had bound him before. We were

cast a peculiar smile as

"The serial killer is outside. He planned everything, including the killings. He gathered all the people he

with a smirk on his face as if to show off his secret of being a serial killer. "He's not acting alone. He didn't commit all this on his own. He's just a piece of

pushed him

his own, unlike the serial killer who had assistance. He smiled and lifted his pants, revealing his congenitally deformed legs and body. "Do you know what it signifies when a murderous person doesn't commit the act of killing themselves but instead schemes to have others

"I won. I defeated him in essence. He must be someone like me, either

killer planned everything, allowing the victims to kill each other. He never really did it himself, except

remembered the moment Stephanie died, I gasped. I was in a daze and noticed his birthmark, the scratches I inadvertently made

he resorted to semi-anesthesia. This implied that the murderer might not have the strength to kill me while I was

skin, yet it was unmistakably apparent that he was more slender and shorter

winner," Stan declared with