Revenge After Death

Chapter 201

Chapter 201

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I was stunned for a moment and quickly sat up. “I… didn’t receive any missed calls from you all.”

Rachel was a little anxious. “Last night, Yasmin and Michael took it upon themselves to lure the murderer. Yasmin was almost killed, and Michael got stabbed saving her. He’s in critical condition and being treated. Did that bitch, Yasmin, call you? It’s a good thing you didn’t go. Otherwise…”

Rachel didn’t finish speaking, but she meant that I could have made the same mistake as Stephanie.

I was shocked. Yasmin and Michael teamed up to plot against Steven last night. Unexpectedly, they encountered an actual murderer, and something happened to Michael.

“I’ll be right there.” Lois was still in the hospital. Rachel informed me that Lois had just woken up and that something had happened to Michael again….

“Has the murderer been caught?” I asked without thinking.

Last night, I contacted Zion immediately. Even though Michael was a scumbag, he had been consistently

working out throughout the year. It was no simple task for the murderer to inflict serious harm on him.

Zion and the others were at Sunset Alley, close to the orphanage. It was just five minutes away. Hopefully, the murderer wouldn’t be able to escape again.

“Yes.” Rachel let out a sigh of relief on the other end of the phone. Then, she became a little emotional

and continued speaking with a cry, “Stephie, the murderer has been caught.”

I knew she was telling Stephanie, her best friend.

For no apparent reason, my eyes were slightly red. I instinctively raised my hand to cover my mouth.

Had the murderer been caught at last?

I was incredibly shocked, and my fingers were trembling. The situation felt very sudden.

“Although Michael deserves to die, this time, it was his plan to lure out the murderer. Zion said the murderer was clever, left no evidence, and was highly skilled at avoiding detection.

“Yesterday, Michael chose to remain at the orphanage and requested Yasmin to help lure out the murderer. He insisted that she needed to atone for her sins.”

The murderer was very good at avoiding being detected. If the police had used Yasmin to try to catch the murderer, the murderer would’ve quickly realized what was happening. He wouldn’t have fallen for it while

under police surveillance.

But it would be a different story if Yasmin escaped on her own and went mad at the orphanage.

The opportunity presented itself, and the murderer would not let this chance go to waste.

“Who is… the murderer?” asked in a hoarse voice.

Rachel took a while to respond. “It was Simon. After we released him, he committed another murder.”

I stood still in shock. Simon?

I had always had my suspicions about Simon. Despite being underage, only 15 or 16 years old, there was something about him that seemed off. His gaze was extremely icy, far beyond what one would expect. from someone his age.

After the call ended, I immediately wanted to go to the hospital and find out the details from the police.

The serial crime and murder case was not the work of a single individual. At least three people were caught on surveillance. Simon had to be one of these three individuals.

Simon was caught and would be interrogated soon. The result would be released eventually. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

When I went downstairs, I saw Steven cutting flowers in the yard. He gave me some white roses.

I took the flowers, my eyes teary. I tried to hold back tears and smiled at Steven.

It was a relief that he wasn’t the murderer. Even though there was still some suspicion, I started to feel hopeful that he wasn’t.

I extended my hand to him. “Come with me, Steven. The murderer has been caught. Michael was injured. Let’s go to the hospital.”

Steven’s hand froze, and he looked up at me. “Really?”

I nodded, feeling emotional, with my hands still slightly shaking. “Yeah. The police caught him. It was

Simon… He deceived us all.”

I hoped Steven was deceived by him as well.

The police were all aware that Steven had asked Ewan to fund him. I feared that Steven would now come

under suspicion as well. Steven was quiet on the way to the hospital, appearing lost in thought.

As we were about to leave the car, he suddenly shook his head. “Something’s wrong…”

I was stunned, fixing my gaze on Steven. “What’s wrong?”

“The timing is wrong. He wouldn’t allow himself to be caught now.”