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“So the guy’s getting anonymous links to an underground darknet site.” “By guy you mean DC Harlow, right? The detective whose wife and child were burned alive.” “That’s right.” “Very Derek Raymond.” “What?” “The protagonist I mean, like the unnamed police officer who narrates all of Raymond’s Factory novels.” “Oh yeah, yes, that’s it exactly.”

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"It was premeditated murder, wasn't it?" "Yes, it was premeditated murder," said Noel, interrupting Hendrick who was about to answer. The lanky man held out a folder, making Elden accept it quickly. "You can read in there, I've summarized all the cases that happened in the past few weeks. Everything is interconnected." Elden looked at the first page of the journal thoughtfully. There was a photo of Alicia and her profile there. Elden's brow furrowed, he then looked at Nicholas with a look that Nicholas did not understand.

"Beherit is going to be so happy when we bring you to him." Elodie laughed, "Who said we were going anywhere with you." The demon laughed, "You think you can fight all of us and win?" Out of nowhere I saw a silver chain slip through Elodie's hand and the curved blade on the end almost touched the ground. "Oh, I think we will be just fine", she said as we all readied for a fight. Elodie spun around in a deadly dance and sank the blade into the neck of the demon next to the leader. She pulled the chain back and the blade slid through his neck like butter. The leader growled, "Get them, kill them if necessary. Beherit will be just as happy with bodies."

I'm literally done. I'm angry with this unreasonable man beside me, not on healthy blessing veggies! But because of my anger, I made an incredible mistake towards them! I look at Noire with my deadly stare. How dare he, made me do it! He'll pay big-time for this crime! I'll make sure of that! "W-What? Hey, lady don't stare at me like I was the one who mercilessly murdered those innocent veggies," The audacity of this skunk! How could he play so innocent, after he made me do it! Ugh! I rolled my eyes harder as I could.

A pity. “Are you even listening to me?” I lifted my eyes from the book in my hand. The Mark of Exile. It was the sequel to The Corpse in the Fog—a crime story about a man killing the lover of the woman he desperately wanted. You could say I was taking notes of very effective and interesting ways to kill Zesa’s lover. I’d had enough of him impeding my happiness.

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Everyone in the room froze, including Jenna. Jake froze for a moment, then quickly snapped back to his senses and pushed the young lady away. "Peyton, I'm fine. Let go of me." Then he anxiously explained to Jenna, "Jen, please don't misunderstand. Peyton is just a classmate. There's nothing going on between us." However, that explanation only made things sound more suspicious. Jenna's expression darkened. She had caught something off about what the young lady—whom we later learned to be Peyton Read—had said.

Then, the police played a video of me lying in the operating room, capturing the entire call between me, Mom, and the nurse on the day I died. The evidence was concrete, and Mom collapsed on the spot. Felix barely managed to catch her in time. At that moment, another officer whispered something in the lead officer's ear. He took out another photo, compared it carefully to Felix, and said, "Mr. Goodman, you're under suspicion of attempted murder. Please come with us as well." His words sent a shockwave through the crowd. Everyone was baffled, including me. While people had suspected Mom of wrongdoing, no one had expected Felix to be involved in something as serious as murder.

I smiled as I nodded. 'Lucius, you no longer have any control over me. All that lavish jewelry… I had already sold every last piece. The money is enough to buy my freedom. As for you? You might not remain free much longer,' I thought. After he left, I pulled a recording pen out from beneath my pillow. Then I handed it to a well-known journalist. … The next day, I dragged my suitcase and headed alone for the airport. Cars streamed past outside the window when a breaking entertainment headline suddenly flashed across the city's largest billboard.