Steven was still the person that I’m the most worried about now.


    “Bring it for a DNA test and thenpare it with Stephanie Carlson’s DNA,” I could vaguely hear


    Eason say from where I sat inside the car, as he handed the handkerchief that had been used to


    wipe my face to another officer.


    He suspected that I wasn’t Stephany Larson but was Stephanie Carlson. Unfortunately, he didn’t


    seem to have thought of soul reincamation as a possibility. This body of mine was indeed Stephany


    Larson’s.


    “That’s impossible. Stephanie Carlson has been cod dead. Her body was found in the ss cab,


    shocking the entire Huma,” the officer said, bewildered.


    “I suspect that a switcheroo has happened,” Eason said with a cold chuckle. “Go investigate it. You


    shouldn’t underestimate that lunatic.”


    He then got into the car and sat beside me. I eyed him and remained silent.


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    “I heard that that lunatic was forcibly sent to the asylum by the police. That’s a good ce for


    lunatics to be in,” Eason said, seemingly chatty.


    I clenched my fists and said, “Where should you go then, Mr. Grant? To the beauty salon? You’re


    quite conceited after all. If you were to be disfigured after getting hit by someone else again,


    wouldn’t you jump off the building right away?”


    Eason’s eyes twitched upon hearing my remarks. He chuckled slightly before replying


    nonchntly,”


    Steven really does have a peculiar taste in women. He likes those simr to Stephanie Carlson, As


    expected, only lunatics would be attracted by lunatics. You two are of the same kind.”


    I replied, “Indeed, we’re of the same kind, unlike you. You’re not quite human.”


    “You have a sharp tongue, don’t you?” Eason said while gritting his teeth.


    Michael was still negotiating with the officer outside the car. He said, “She was just defending


    herself. Even though she went a little overboard, that was because her personal safety was


    threatened.”


    I chuckled coldly. Was he speaking up for me or jeopardizing me?


    When the police car took me away, Michael looked at me with aplex expression. It was as if I


    was inherently a troublesome person. He had a sympathizing and worried expression on, as if he


    was trying to figure out why I had to be so troublesome.


    “Don’t worry, Stephie, I’ll bring you out!” Michael was still trying tofort me.


    “Just worry about your savior instead. Don’t let her get killed by the killer,” I said as I made a throat–


    slitting


    gesture.


    Michael stood frozen on the spot as he watched me being taken away. Yasmin hugged his arm out


    of fear as she said, “She’s so scary, Michael!”


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    “They say that the longer two people are together, the more they resemble each other,” Eason said


    as he looked at me. “You and Steven are quite alike.”


    “Can you tell me more about Steven and Stephanie Carlson?” I asked, wanting to know more. Even


    thought Eason has a sharp tongue, at least he was objective. He wouldn’t resort to lying.


    “Steven and Stephanie Carlson?” Eason asked beforeughing. “What’s there to talk about Mr. and


    Mrs. Crazies over there?”


    Despite his disdain, he spoke with great enthusiasm, “Steven was indifferent since young. I was his


    deskmate back in school, he ignored me whenever I asked him about homework!”


    I took in a sharp breath. I wanted to hear about Steven and Stephanie Carlson, not about Steven


    and


    himself!


    Eaton talked nonsense for the entire journey. They were mostly about the love–hate rtionship


    between Steven and himself. I didn’t manage to catch anything useful from his stories.


    The police car was parked inside thepound. Eason’s phone rang before he could get out of the


    car. Bad news, Eason! There’s another murder in Sunset Alley! It’s a male corpse, and the time of


    death is not more than two hours ago.”


    Eason’s expression darkened. A long period had gone without any murder cases since Simon’s


    death. There were even talks of officially closing the Double Stars serial murder case from the


    higher–ups.


    Just as everyone had let their guards down, someone died again.


    “Are you sure that Steven is in the asylum?” Eason asked subconsciously. The person he


    suspected the


    most was still Steven.