Chapter 750 Don't Trust Blake

Chapter 750 Don't Trust Blake

Because there were too many holes in the whole thing, too many things that didn't make sense, he could definitely find them.

He didn't plan to waste any more time with Blake, because Blake's attitude was already very clear - there was no point in him continuing to probe.

He turned and left. Not long after he left, Barbara pushed the door open and came in, asking, "How did it go?"

Blake stepped forward and hugged her, saying in a low voice, "Soon, very soon."

Barbara nodded, "I hope nothing unexpected happens this time."

Blake stroked her hair, comforting her, "It won't. Things are developing in our direction, everything will get better."

Barbara looked up at him from his arms,

"I know, but will he believe it in the end?" Blake looked down at Barbara,

"You know what? Humans are the most complicated creatures in this world."

"The harder the process, the more people believe in the result. On the contrary, the simpler the process, the more people doubt the result."

Barbara nodded. She agreed with this view.

"Get ready, it's almost time for you to make your appearance."

Hearing Blake's words, Barbara's face broke into a bright smile.

Victor returned to his room. Although he didn't believe Blake's words, he couldn't help thinking about them, because in his subconscious he thought Blake's actions were reasonable, correct, and appropriate.

Thinking carefully, Blake discovered that Victor was a complete killer, and he couldn't accept it. He thought about using his knowledge to change Victor, but failed. He realized that knowledge alone couldn't change Victor.

Combined with the memories Victor triggered in the basement, maybe every time Henry killed someone, Blake would punish Henry accordingly. This might be why Henry was so fond of the method of beating victims to death.

Henry was probably venting, taking out everything Blake did to him on the victims.

Over time, Henry gradually couldn't bear this kind of punishment, and the Victor personality came into being.

But Blake discovered the Victor personality, so he started a new round of experiments.

Blake just wanted to make Victor more firmly believe the fact that he himself was a killer.

Thinking of this, Victor snorted coldly.

Cunning old fox, what a cunning old fox.

The only flaw he could find now was Zara, but now Zara wanted to turn herself in and showed an attitude of wanting to live well. And from their previous contact, even if he asked again, he wouldn't get any results.

She would definitely stick to the same story.

He couldn't be sure now whether Zara was lying to him, but there was one way to confirm this - knowing what Zara said in her statement when she turned herself in.

If what she said when turning herself in was the same as what she told him, then it meant she wasn't lying.

If she lied when turning herself in, then Victor could confirm that what she told him was also false.

Because from her perspective, she didn't know that place was a body dump site. If she didn't know, why would she lie? The only reason to lie was that she knew it was a body dump site.

Victor couldn't get the police interrogation records, but he could judge whether she lied or not based on when Zara was released.

If Zara was released quickly, it meant she never mentioned that address at all.

On the contrary, if she wasn't released for a long time, it meant she was telling the truth.

No!

That's not right!

He couldn't let her turn herself in!

Victor grinned wickedly. Since he was a psycho killer, why would he ask the police for help?

If she wouldn't talk, then he'd torture Zara properly.

He could also choose to have Lucille help, but that would be too slow.

He was out of time.

Blake's relentless pressure was making him increasingly anxious.

But before that, he still needed to ask Lucille some details, like about the victims' manner of death!

In the sealed room, Zara looked around in terror.

Victor sat across from her, without any disguise.

And on the table in front of them, tools were laid out.

"I need to apologize to you first, because you're about to experience great pain. Can't help it - you won't tell the truth, so I have no choice but to use this method."

With that, amid Zara's whimpering terror, Victor picked up a stapler, then walked up to her and aimed it at her hand, stapling it down!

Zara screamed in pain, but with cloth stuffed in her mouth, the sound wasn't loud.

Five minutes later, Zara was convulsing from the pain.

Victor, eyes red, pulled the cloth from her mouth, "The truth! I want to know the truth!"

"You, you're the devil!"

"Three counts, 3! 2! 1!"

"Wait! I'll talk! I'll talk!"

Zara was truly scared.

Soon, her expression became twisted, "The police are all useless! All useless! Where were they when our parents died? Now they're so quick to act? Especially Lucille! Why doesn't she just die? She's the one who deserves to die most! If it weren't for her, you'd be dead already!"

"I knew it was like this. Keira, that crazy woman, became stupid from being a cop, insisting on letting the law punish you! She should have just shot you dead back then! If she had been ruthless enough to shoot you dead, none of this would have happened!"

"I asked her about it later. She said: After being kicked off the force, she betrayed her beliefs. She said when she shot at you, she really wanted to kill you with one shot. The distance wasn't far, how could she have missed?"

"It was just that in the end she wasn't willing to violate her beliefs, which is why you got lucky and survived. I even mocked her about it later! But until that thing happened, I realized I shouldn't blame her. If it were me, I couldn't have done it either. I can't demand others do something I couldn't do myself."

Victor watched Zara without saying a word. He was waiting, waiting for Zara to finish venting, and then tell him everything.

"The whole case started with Keira. She first found me, then found the driver, his name was Reid. Because she was the one who helped us modify our household registration information, she found us very easily."

"Me, Reid, Keira - we were all family members of victims from the 921 incident back then. But to get revenge, we changed our names, and Keira was in the police station, so she could easily do these things."

"The moment she found me, I knew things were inevitably developing in the worst direction."

"We had an agreement - if we found the real killer but couldn't convict them due to lack of evidence, then we would need to punish the killer ourselves!"

"When was this agreement made?" Victor asked.