Coupled with the feeling of being "scrutinized" when facing Alfred that night, the hooked nose in front of me was simply unworthy of being on the stage.

"Mr. Cullen, I would like to ask you first, during your contact with Mrs. Hughes, have you noticed anything strange about her?"

Karen had a ridiculous look on her face,

Asked rhetorically:

"She has made me like this, isn't it weird?"

"No, that's not what I mean. What I mean is, beyond the scope of her being a murderer, have you ever noticed anything strange about her?"

"have."

Upon hearing this answer, the hook-nosed man's eyes narrowed, and the woman behind him also took out a notebook and started to record it.

Karen replied seriously:

"As a murderer, she is really stupid."

"Pfft!"

Sheriff Duke, who was standing at the door, burst out laughing like a pig.

The hooked nose opened his mouth slightly, as if he was organizing his words. After a while, he asked again:

"What I mean is, has she done anything unusual? For example, when she attacked you, did her appearance or tone of voice make you feel like she was another person?"

Karen's mind immediately recalled Mrs. Hughes' changes when she wanted to kill him and the black spot.

but,

Karen still shook his head and said:

"gentlemen……"

"You can call me Roddy."

"Okay, Mr. Roddy, I really don't know what you want to ask me. Your question makes me feel at a loss.

All I can tell you is that that night, I sent my aunt home first, and then on the way home, Mrs. Hughes said she was willing to help me say goodbye to my virginity;

I couldn't resist the temptation, so I agreed.

Then we went to the crematorium."

"Why not go back to her home?" Roddy asked.

Karen replied: "She said it was exciting there, and she said there would be a lot of people around to watch us."

The reason why Karen placed the final scene at the crematorium was to highlight the "personality" of Mrs. Hughes.

Lunt's face turned red as he heard this;

Mina lowered her head shyly.

The hooked nose glanced at his female assistant;

The female assistant nodded, indicating that she would record it.

"Then she said she would teach me and asked me to sit on the chair first, so I sat on the chair. She said she wanted to play more exciting and more immersive, so she tied me up with a rope first, and I let her tie me up."

"You just let her tie her up?" Rody asked doubtfully.

"She said she would use her mouth on me after I asked her to tie it up."

Rody was speechless for a moment.

Karen continued: "Mr. Roddy, I know this sounds ridiculous. I am usually a stable person, but at that time, I found that my brain could no longer function normally. I was just doing things based on instinct. She

I will do whatever you say, I just hope that the next step will come soon."

Sheriff Duke, who was standing at the door, nodded in agreement: "Man, I understand."

The woman in gray skirt lowered her head and asked in Rody's ear:

"Is this really true, Captain?"

Roddy did not answer,

Instead he asked again:

"Next, she attacks you?"

"No, she said she wanted to create an art masterpiece. The model she originally chose was my aunt, but in the end it was me who sent her back, so I became my aunt's substitute.

Then, she talked to me a lot about composition and asked for my opinion again and again."

"What's the end?"

"She stabbed the dagger into my chest, and I watched me bleed... She continued talking about her composition there, and then I passed out, and when I woke up again, I was already in this ward.

"

Rody nodded and stood up.

It seems that the questioning should be over.

Karen is not willing to let Mrs. Hughes's matter get closer to the "deviant", because it will bring trouble to him and even the Inmelais family. It is best to let it end with a serial perverted murder case.

Oh no, it's not the end, the police should continue to arrest "Mrs. Hughes", but not unless they can open Ms. Molly's stomach.

Not right either,

Ms. Molly seems to have no stomach organ.

Rody turned around and planned to walk out, but suddenly stopped, looked back at Karen lying on the hospital bed, and asked with a smile:

"Mr. Cullen, you are so young, I am very curious, how did you do the psychological analysis for the police?"

"Learned it."

"Who did you learn it from?"

"I have a friend who has always been interested in psychology because I have been slightly autistic since I was a child, so I tried to get out of the shadow of autism through books on psychology, coupled with the guidance of my friends..."

"I'm asking you, which friend?"

"me."

Piaget's figure appeared at the door. He was dressed in casual clothes, but he gave off an "aristocratic" sense of sophistication.

"Who are you?" Rody looked at Piaget.

"I am a friend of Karen. He is a very talented young man. In psychology, this is my business card."

Rody took the business card and narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw the last name.

"Your father is..."

"Compa Adams."

Minister of Energy and Development of Ruilan State.

"Are your inquiries over? My friend has just woken up. I think he needs more rest instead of disturbing him."

"Say hello."

Rody walked out of the ward, followed closely by the female assistant in gray skirt.

Sheriff Duke waved to Karen and left.

Piaget walked up to Karen and smiled:

"My friend, I knew something happened to you yesterday, but you didn't wake up yesterday. I prayed to God that you would wake up soon. It seems that God heard my prayer."

"Thank you, Piaget."

"By the way, there's also this."

Piaget handed a thermos bucket he had brought to Mina:

"Please find a bowl and a spoon and feed your brother a drink later."

"Okay, sir."

Piaget turned around, continued to look at Karen, lowered his voice and said:

"It's tonic chicken soup."

Many ancient civilizations used medicinal materials to make medicine, and many traditions have been passed down from this.

When Mina opened the thermos bucket, Karen smelled the delicious smell of chicken soup mixed with herbs;

He couldn't appreciate the thick soup that Aunt Mary and Aunt Winnie made at home, but the one Piaget brought was infinitely close to the feeling of chicken stewed with mushrooms.

"You did it?" Karen asked curiously.

Piaget smiled and shook his head and said:

"I asked Linda to 'wake up' and let her control my body. How could I possibly cook?"

"Haha." Karen smiled.

Perhaps, this kind of scary topic can only be made commonplace between the two of them.
To be continued...