25I wondered who would come to my rescue.My phone was in Yohannes's hand. He might have already pretended to be me and contacted others to pretend nothing had happened. No one in the world would be observing me so carefully. Perhaps, just like last time when the psychopath kidnapped me, no one would notice that I was kidnapped until two weeks later.I was wrong. I should've left Yohannes decisively when I first noticed something was off about him.Natalie was right when she said I was weak. To some extent, I seemed to long for the warmth that Yohannes gave me and subconsciously hoped that we could go back to the past.I didn't completely regain my senses until I was trapped in the utility room.No one in the world would be good to someone unconditionally. They must have had other intentions if they treated someone too well.The utility room became a prison. I lay down on the narrow folding bed every day in despair, looking at the ceiling in a daze and fantasizing about the day
27"It's the footage of the car's dash cam. Some dash cams have the function of motion detection. As long as the setting was turned on, even if the car was turned off, it'll start filming when it sensed there were moving objects within the camera range."I clenched my fists for fear of missing out on what Jasper said."It took Leticia 25 minutes to get home. She might have gone missing on four streets. There was a total of 19 cars parked on the four streets that night. 16 of them were equipped with a dash cam, and nine of them had motion detection functions." Jasper was calm and continued to analyze incessantly like a detective.He then continued, "Seven of them turned on the function. In the footage of the seven cars, a total of 57 pedestrians passed by the streets in that 25 minutes."Yohannes was getting a little impatient. "What are you trying to say? Are you deliberately stalling for time?""This was a huge investigation process because someone might have ambushed ahead of t
29(Extra) JasperWhen Jasper was a child, he was called Jasper Labelle because he shared his mother's surname.When he was about seven years old, he began to understand the difference between him and other children.Jasper lived in a luxurious house, dressed meticulously, and always had a car to drive him around when he went out. Aside from that, he could not do things he wanted.No ordinary child was willing to approach Jasper. The child of Mary Wright, the housekeeper, once ruined Jasper's model curiously. The child ended up getting reprimanded by Mary after Mary cried and apologized. Since then, no child had ever wanted to approach Jasper.It seemed like people were saying that Jasper was different.Fortunately, he had Lorelai. Jasper felt Lorelai was the most beautiful person in the world. Her hair was long and soft, and she always smelled nice. Jasper did not understand why his father, Zachary Zabinski, always had a gloomy expression and often quarreled with Lorelai.Lore
30I felt that I was terrible.Not only to Jasper but also to Yohannes.At first, I always received the warmth given by Yohannes, and I never cared about whether he would be sad or unhappy.Later, Yohannes started acting abnormally. I asked myself if I had communicated nicely with him. I wondered if I had a better way of dealing with it and preventing things from deteriorating.Fortunately, Jasper's life was not in danger. The knife was not stabbed at a critical point, but the wound was deep. He needed some time to rehabilitate.When Yohannes was interrogated again, he talked about the car accident that Jasper had mentioned.Yohannes didn't know the psychopath who kidnapped me, but he did have a connection with him.That day, he witnessed a car accident and rushed to save the owner of the car.The car owner's face was covered with blood, and he seemed like he would faint anytime. Perhaps when he realized he was about to die, he entrusted something to Yohannes, which was a key.
33Perhaps a pet who only listened to him might be the only thing he could control in his uncontrolled life for over 20 years.Yohannes wanted to turn a living person into a pet only he could control. Perhaps it was his deepest desire that had been suppressed intensely, trying to express himself in a psychopathic way.He was begging for help.I thought of this because I had experienced such helplessness and knew how miserable it was.Having to struggle with my own emotions, knowing there was a problem but not being able to walk out of it and having to stay in place, torturing myself repeatedly...People who were struggling would send out help signals. Even though they might not say it directly, they still wanted someone to give them a pull and save them.I wondered who could save Yohannes.Before the verdict, I went to see Yohannes. Based on the case, if he pleaded guilty sincerely, he might only be sentenced to several months in jail.Yohannes seemed surprised and looked much
Author: Bai Kuang Liang Tai Zi The tattoo on the back of Mason's neck was the initials of his ex-girlfriend's name.He noticed me in the crowd because I had similar eyebrows and eyes to hers.1It was raining heavily in Riverville for the past few days. When Mason got home, the rain was dripping down the umbrella.As always, I had a dry towel for him.He lowered his head and stared at me with his starry eyes."Did you miss me?" he asked gently.The towel rested on his short black hair, and once again I unintentionally glanced at that tattoo when I dried his hair.It was a tiny tattoo. And It was dotted on his neck like an abrupt ink blot on a piece of white paper.Mason was always a good student growing up. Normally, he would not have anything to do with tattoos."Let's wash it off someday," I pointed at the tattoo.It took him a while to react. He touched it softly with his fingers, and his eyes were watery."Okay," he answered, rather lightly.He changed the subject
4I felt that Mason was more cautious with me.Washing a tattoo hurts more than getting a tattoo. After the first time he washed it, there was still a little bit left.The skin on the back of his neck was crusted with a thin scab, making it look more eye-catching than before.I knew something had changed between us, but we didn't mention it even though we both knew it.He came home less often, and he wouldn't let me check his phone anymore.I didn't know what the hell he was doing, but I knew I was losing him little by little.He was going to be taken away by someone.I was afraid that his increasing tenderness and indulgence towards me came from the same emotion.That was guilt.Mason came home late that day.He came in with the typical gloom of autumn. He frowned as if he was tired, but his expression relaxed the moment he saw me."Why are you still up?" he asked.He came over, put the blanket from the couch over my bare feet, and then touched my forehead.His hand was
8I took my annual leave and wanted to go back to my hometown.Before I left, I needed to move into my new rental house. I picked a day when he was probably not there and sneaked back to his house.I blacklisted everything about him and didn't want to see him again. But, it turned out that you got what you feared.This one-meter-long bear doll was a birthday gift from my best friend. I had a little trouble carrying it, and when I got to the door, someone helped me hold it up."Where are you going?" He asked me as he stood by the door.His eyes looked emotionless."I rent a new house.""Do you share a house with someone else?""Yeah." "Do you have all the utilities?""Yes.""How is the landlord?""Nice.""How many people do you live with?Are they men or women?"There was a moment of silence."Mason! Are you finished?"I pushed him and shoved the bear into his arms. Then, he squeezed the bear's paw and stopped me."Since you want to take the bear away, why don't you