Cyril panicked for a bit, and his pupils dilated. He looked to the side carefully, and his whole body shivering with fear. He said, "I didn't hit anyone before. It's him. He hit me." "Him?" Stella had seen too many of these kinds of patients, so she asked calmly, "Were you there when he was hitting people?" The boy nodded, "I was there, but I was tied up by him. He didn't allow me to interfere. I was terrified as I watched him beat up those girls. I was afraid that he would hit me too." "You are a very strong boy." "No, he is much stronger than me. He is two meters tall, and his arms are as thick as my thighs. He's very powerful. I tried to stop him before, but he pushed me down the stairs and I had to stay in the hospital for a week," Cyril explained. "Could you tell me about his appearance?" Stella asked. The boy thought hard, but he shook his head in the end, "I don't know. I was afraid of looking at him. He told me not to look too." "Then,
The masked man stared at her. As he was wearing a mask, Stella couldn't see his expression clearly. However, she could sense that the masked man knew her. Otherwise, why was he wearing a necklace with her photo in it? "Speak," Stella urged him again. "You wouldn't want to know who I am," The masked man said. His voice was low and hoarse, just like the sound of a cello, making people feel a faint sadness in their hearts. She dismissed that sadness and did not continue to ask further. "Thank you for saving me." "You don't need to thank me. You saved me this morning too, so we are even now." The masked man said. He then turned around and quickly disappeared from the basement. Stella came back to her senses after that. She didn't want to think about it or look into it. If she didn't do so, troubles and worries then wouldn't arise. She squatted down and tore off the mask of the man who had assaulted her. She had met that man several times. He
Stella looked at the screen and tapped on the table with her fingers rhythmically. She said lightly, "The murderer is a man, about 30 years old, approximately 1.75 m to 1.80 m tall. He should have a thin body and has had higher education. He has a high IQ and a good EQ. His parents and siblings should be dead. He has a good amount of fortune and has a car, which should be a luxurious one. He looks ordinary and has very good speaking skills. He appears harmless at ordinary times, so it was easy for him to hide his intentions." "In addition to these, is there anything more?" Sheldon asked anxiously. "His psychological stability is quite good. The first case seemed to be perfect. He killed without hesitation. It should not be his first time committing a crime. What's more, the frequency of his crime is very stable, which indicates that he has developed the habit of committing these crimes. I think that he moved in at the beginning of the year. I suggest that we cooperate with
Stella squatted down in front of him. The child was very beautiful. He had big eyes, long blue eyelashes, a round face, and fair skin. He looked like a doll. However, his eyes were red. He looked at Stella with caution and pursed his lips. He didn't move or say anything. Sheldon asked the others to leave the room first. Stella glanced at the window and found that Dianne was still there. She smiled and took out five candies from the boxes. She asked the child, "Here are five candies, apple-flavored, watermelon-flavored, strawberry-flavored, grape-flavored, and lemon-flavored. Which one do you like?" The child stared at Stella and judged that Stella was harmless, so he picked up the grape-flavored candy warily. Stella took the candy in his hand, peeled off the wrapping, and handed the candy to him. The child then put it in his mouth. Stella also took a grape-flavored candy from the box and put it in her mouth. She asked casually, "Do
There was a loud bang. The car heading straight towards Stella was knocked over by a cargo truck. Immediately, four policemen got down and had their guns out, pointing towards the car. "Get off the car!" Sheldon shouted. With his gaze upon the tinted car window, he opened the car door and was astonished to find the orphanage's assistant in the driver's seat. "It's you?" The assistant looked at Sheldon in horror. When she realized that she was caught, her face instantly turned pale. "Bring her over to the police station," Sheldon said. The police officers immediately hauled the assistant into the car. "How did you know that you will be hit with a car?" Sheldon asked Stella. Stella had previously asked Sheldon to prepare a cargo truck and guard by the door while she was having her meal, as she knew someone might run over her with a car. It turned out to be true. "Head over to the orphanage and detain all the adults now. Hurry up, or e
After saying her piece, Stella looked at Edwin and said, "I may have to trouble you to hack into the surveillance systems of shopping malls and playgrounds to find the clown that we are looking for. A clown with lots of toys and roses in his hands, but what's different is that there are hidden cameras in his toys. If you spot one, we could then immediately arrest him." Alissa pursed her lips, shrugged her shoulders, and rolled her eyes. She still did not believe in Stella's deduction. "Okay, I'll get on to it and report to you when I've found the clown," Edwin said with strong determination. Stella gave a small smile, "Thank you for your hard work." She stood up and prepared to leave. "Didn't someone say that she's going to treat us? Are you going back on your words again?" Alissa said in an enigmatic tone. Stella glanced at the time on her watch and replied, "See you all in Barbara Seafood Restaurant at 6 p.m." ...... Stella felt a littl
Stella turned to look at Table 15. It was empty. They were already gone. Stella smiled, "Did he pay the bill with a mobile app or cash?" "With a mobile app," The waiter replied. "Return the money to him through the app. I don't need him to foot my bill," Stella said softly. "Got it," The waiter poured the red wine for them dutifully and stood by the side. "Stella, since you're so rich, why did you even join our team?" Alissa asked in a daze. "I didn't join the team for money," Stella picked up the stem of her wine glass, tipped it elegantly, and took a sip. "What's the reason then?" Alissa asked curiously. Stella shrugged. She did not want to tell her the reason. "I heard that you could know someone through psychology. Could you say what you know about me?" Alissa said, with the corner of her mouth raised, a confident gleam in her eyes. Stella glanced at Alissa and said. "Your parents are divorced. They have both remarried sin
"The whelks that will be served in a bit are also very delicious. They are processed, cleaned, and cut into pieces," Stella introduced. "By the way, did you get any clues from the kid this time?" Ray was still thinking about the case. "I'm deducing that Uncle Joker is the murderer. Everything should come in the clear after we have him arrested," Stella said. "If this case is solved, you'll take the most credit as we basically did nothing," Ray said in disappointment. "You can't say that. We had some luck this time as we happened to get some useful information. There will also be times where we won't get anything. When that time comes, we will need to come together as a team to solve the case," Stella didn't take credit for any success and comforted them instead. "You truly are an open-minded person," Ray said as he raised his glass towards Stella. "Let's work hard together," Stella too raised her glass. It was 9.30 p.m. when they left Barbara S