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.

eyed Stan warily. He was a killer, and we had bound him before. We were afraid that he would retaliate. Rachel was even more frightened and sought refuge

appeared indifferent toward us. Instead, he cast a peculiar smile as he surveyed the

killer is outside. He planned everything, including the killings. He gathered all the people he thought should be

a serial killer. "He's not acting alone. He didn't commit all this on his own. He's

look, Michael positioned himself in front of me to shield me from Stan. Yet, Stan ignored him and pushed him aside. He showed off and reported to me with an

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 carry out the killings for them? It signifies disability or

the identity of the serial killer. "I won. I defeated him in essence. He must be someone like me,

The serial killer planned everything,

died, I gasped. I was in a daze and noticed his birthmark, the scratches I inadvertently made on his arm, and his

that the murderer might not have the strength to kill me while I was

masked man? He was dressed in a way that concealed all of his skin, yet it was unmistakably apparent that he was more slender and shorter than the other men. Who could he possibly

be the real winner," Stan declared