Revenge After Death

Chapter 521

"If you want to find the mastermind of the serial murder case, I can help you. But first, you need to tell me where my friend is," I warned as I grabbed his collar.

"Ha... You'll never find her," he said with a provocative smile as if unconcerned about the outcome.

I firmly put my foot between his legs and applied increasing pressure. My voice became lower as I stepped harder. "You pretend to be a woman and only target women who are weaker than you. You're nothing more than a coward.

"There's a high probability... that this part of you is defective, right? So there's no point in keeping it."

Joel, rushing in from the side, felt a surge of fear that constricted his lower abdomen. He turned, protectively clutching his abdomen, and swiftly pulled Eason out. He then turned back and dragged Steven out as well. "Let's go. My balls hurt..."

"Go to the monitoring room with Zion to locate Rachel!" Eason kicked Joel.

Steven cleared his throat before speaking in a hushed tone, "My wife wouldn't treat me in such a manner." Joel snorted and cast a meaningful glance at Steven, then hurried to the monitoring room with Eason. Meanwhile, the serial murderer was still screaming.

I squatted in front of him and said again, "If you die, the serial murderer will look down on you even more. He'll revel in the fact that it's not him imitating your modus operandi but rather you imitating his..."

Since he had such strong self-esteem, I undermined him further. He became enraged and attempted to resist, but Steven immediately kicked him back down to the ground.

Realizing there were many of us, he decided to compromise. "I'll take you there..."

I pulled him up and warned him, "Don't try to play any tricks."

After leaving the bathroom, Zion quickly rushed over and pushed the murderer against the wall.

"He'll take us there," said Steven as we quickly stopped Zion. Hence, Zion released him.

He limped toward a storeroom and pushed open the door. As he entered, he made his way to a large blue barrel and pointed at it. "She's inside."

In a panic, Zion hurriedly opened the barrel's lid and rushed to pull out the person, only to find it empty when he looked inside. Zion's anger surged, and he kicked the murderer out. "Where is she?"

Steven and I also ran over to look into the barrel.

The murderer was also confused. He didn't look like he was acting. He rushed up anxiously and looked into the barrel carefully. "Where is she? This is impossible. I left her here after I knocked her unconscious. Where is she now?"Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

He was clearly distraught as he gripped his hair tightly. "It's the serial killer. He's provoking me. It must be him! It's definitely him!

Was Rachel taken away by the serial killer? I was shocked. I stopped Zion. "He's probably not lying. This is Rach's earring."

The barrel was nearly empty, with lingering oil stains at the bottom. Traces along the barrel's wall suggested that someone had dragged it. Beneath the barrel lay Rachel's earring.

"Someone took Rachel away afterward." Steven scanned the surroundings.

He continued, "But..."

Steven didn't finish what he was about to say.

"The other person is literally provoking you face to face. Shouldn't you investigate further?" I firmly seized the collar of the murderer.

"I'll find him, I'll definitely find him," he said determinedly as he sniffed the air.

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He seemed to be very sensitive to smells. Luckily, he put Rachel in the diesel barrel. The smell of diesel was very strong.

"Diesel... I can smell the diesel. Let's go find her." The murderer exited the storeroom, sniffing the diesel in the air as he walked forward.

"Look at the ground." I also found a few drops of diesel on the ground.

When Eason and Joel returned, we were outside Room 1563.

"The surveillance is controlled by those scoundrels. No one has the authority to access the surveillance except for their people. These damn idiots," Joel cursed.

I signaled him to be silent.

The murderer acted oddly, leaning on the door and sniffing. He looked back at me with excitement. "I smell blood... she might be dead."