The picture was stained with blood.


    Short of breath, I looked at Zion.


    Zion reached out to take the picture.


    “S–Save my daughter.”


    The police rushed down. Breathing heavily, they stared at the suspect who had fallen to the


    ground.


    All of them wanted to curse.


    “Ambnce! Call the ambnce!”


    Feeling numb, I looked at Zion,


    Zion shook his head. He used his phone to take a picture of the front and the back of the picture


    before passing it to Eason. “Are you sure he’s the murderer?”


    “The murder weapon has been found in his room. It’s a hammer. He must have been doingbor


    work all year round. He should be a construction worker.” Eason looked up at the third floor. “I


    heard that his daughter had been missing for three years. He and his wife had been searching for


    their daughter. A few days ago, his wifemitted suicide due to severe depression. He lost his


    family because of human


    traffickers…


    I stood in the same spot. My legs were numb.


    “At what age did his daughter go missing?” I asked softly.


    “18.” Eason felt that it was a pity.


    I looked at the picture in Eason’s hand. The youngdy in the picture was youthful and bright. She


    looked


    neat and likable.


    “She’s so pretty…” I said in a soft voice.


    “She has been missing for three years. I’ve heard about this case… She was abducted by human


    traffickers. The other party had an illegal license te. The case hasn’t been solved until now…


    Zion said


    powerlessly.


    He continued, “When a father is forced into a corner, he won’t kill someone without a reason. He


    must have found out the truth. The despondency had to have crushed him…


    “The two cases have some connection with one another. Do you think, the victim is rted to the


    missing.


    person’s case?” I asked,


    Eason nodded. He suspected that too.


    “One more thing… How could a migrant worker, who had been searching for his daughter, know


    that by sprinkling spices on the corpse, dogs would eat it and get rid of the evidence?” I didn’t


    understand it.


    “Since the corpse needed to be destroyed and the crime was carried out meticulously, how could it


    not be investigated in advance? How could such arge surveince be avoided?”


    It didn’t make sense.


    Eason nced at me. “It’s clear that he’s a pitiful person.”


    The person was a pawn.


    The real murderer was using a person to kill another.


    But no one knew if it was rted to the serial murder case.


    After the ambnce took the person away, Zion sent me home.


    On the way home, Zion received a call, saying that the pitiful father had passed away.


    The man handed the picture to me and Zion because he wanted to put his hope on us.


    He hoped the police could find his daughter…


    “Someone is using these pitiful people. They’re innocent. This isn’t the style of the serial murder


    case’s


    murderer. The two are in two extreme ends. One doesn’t kill innocent people, while the other uses


    innocent people,” I said with a headache.


    My gut told me that these two cases were schemed by different people.


    The car stopped at the entrance of the Lincoln family’s residence.


    The moment I got out of the car, I saw Michael.


    He seemed to be worried about me. He approached me anxiously.


    “Stephie…”


    His voice was hoarse. His devastated appearance made him look like he truly loved me.


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    If he hadn’t stuck to Yasmin’s side at all times, I would have thought he had turned over a new leaf.


    “Stephie… I’ve gotten your parents‘ social media ount. Your parents‘ logs recorded your growth.


    Stephie, please believe me. Come home with me.


    “Let that lunatic stay in the asylum/until death! I will protect you… When your parents got into that


    car ident, I’d sworn to protect you.” Michael was anxious. He wanted me to believe him.


    “Stephie… I’m sorry. I know my mistakes now….” His fingers were trembling. He held me in his


    embrace.” Stephie, you will understand after you see it. Only I truly love you… Steven is just a


    lunatic.”


    I felt numb.


    In the past, Michael was selfish, narcissistic, possessive, and arrogant. It was as if he was someone


    that


    couldn’t be reached.


    Back then, when I had approached him, he pushed me away. He hurt me so much that nothing


    could be healed. Now… he wanted to protect me for the rest of my life and make up for


    everything?