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
Stella would wake up at 6 a.m. every day and begin her morning routine of preparing breakfast, cleaning the house, watering the plants, and eating breakfast. She still had some groceries when she went shopping from the day before so she didn't need to buy any. She was arranging the flowers that she had bought when her phone rang. Sheldon's name flashed through the screen. She answered the call. "Stella, we've got answers from the man. It seems that the whole matter was instigated by Alissa. Director Vann would like to know if you have considered the best way to deal with this matter," Sheldon said. Stella smiled wryly. Vann threw the problem over to her because Alissa was still of use to him, yet he didn't want to offend her at the same time. "I think that Alissa has a questionable character, and I know for sure that she is a vengeful person. If I were to offend her, I might bring trouble upon myself. This matter could be used as leverage against her, so l
Stella was still decorating Lawrence's room when Carol came back. She went ahead to prepare some food for Lawrence. Stella spent more than half an hour decorating the room. "Doctor Grace, thank you so much for coming. Please give me a moment. Lunch should be done soon. Please join us before you leave," Carol said happily, seeing that Lawrence was finally eating. "Thank you for the offer but I have to take a raincheck. I have an appointment in the afternoon. Have a good rest after your meal. Lawrence, see you next week," Stella said with a smile. "See you," Lawrence said politely. Stella nodded and left. She drove to the research center, found a nearby coffee shop, ordered a steak, a latte, and a chocolate cake. She read an article before that said that having sweet food would improve one's mood, and listening to beautiful music could relax the mind, but eating a good meal could satisfy all the above. She cut the steak with an elegant grace and
Stella was cutting her steak and she did not seem to notice the strange expression on Black's face. She explained enthusiastically, "It could be someone who is no longer able to take care of himself, lost his mind, and needs his family to help him on making life decisions. Or it could be somebody who wants to let go of everything completely and start a new life. Although hypnosis could seal one's memories, it still depends on the patient's will and effort in order to pull it through." A hint of sadness passed through Black's eyes. He lowered his eyes and started cutting on his steak. Stella sensed that he had something on his mind, but he didn't seem like someone who liked to share, so she never pressed on. As a matter of fact, being a doctor, she heard her fair share of other people's worries and troubles. She continued working on her steak. Neither of them spoke until Stella finished her meal. She had a big appetite nowadays. When she visited a general p
Stella finally understood, "Thank you for your explanation, Director Elmore. I've learned a lot from you." "I'm flattered," Elmore felt sorry as he could not answer most of Stella's questions. "Could I take a walk around?" Stella asked. "Yes. Feel free to move around anywhere you like except for the Chairman's office. Our Chairman doesn't like to be disturbed and he doesn't want his identity exposed. If you accidentally learn who he is, you may never be able to get out of here again," Elmore said half-jokingly. "Okay," Stella said and left the director's office. Stella took a tour around and observed the laboratory researchers. However, she actually didn't understand what they were doing. And, the more she watched, the more melancholic she felt. She decided to leave the research center. When she arrived at the gate, she noticed that Black was standing there. He walked over to her and asked, "I've heard that you don't really treat patients, is t
Who was that man? Was he a passer-by? Stella had some doubts, but regardless, she could sleep well that night. However, she knew she had to be cautious the next day. She thought there might be a big possibility that the police might catch the clown that night. If they caught the clown, Vann would most definitely call her immediately, and she might still be asleep by then. She didn't want her sleep to be affected as she would usually get a splitting headache after being woken up. She turned off her phone and went to sleep. It was already 6.15 a.m. when she woke up the next day. She went to brush her teeth, washed her face, made breakfast, watered the flowers, and then turned on her cell phone. A lot of notifications appeared, all from Vann, her teammates, Alissa, and two unfamiliar numbers. She called Vann. The call was quickly answered. "Stella, we caught that clown. He's just like what you described him to be. His car is full
Realizing that he had misspoken, Joker explained in a panic, "I mean, I retrieved my toys from other people's homes. In order to give children clean things, I will wash them all, so there is nothing unsanitary about them." Stella kept quiet and just stared at him. Joker's gaze was fixed, and he looked at Stella in a panic. Stella looked at him with certainty, "Joker, why don't you tell me how Uncle Joker killed your entire family." "He is crazy. He locked me in the car, went into my house, and hacked my mother, brother, grandfather, and grandmother to death with a knife. There was blood everywhere," He said in a daze, terror and bitterness in his voice. Stella put the toy on the table and said, "This is his gift to you, right?" Joker threw the toy on the table to the ground. "He is a demon." "Yes, he is a demon. He even taught you how to kill people. It's all his fault. He isn't worthy of forgiveness," Stella played along with him. "Yes,