The interrogation room was dimly lit, with Cui Siter sitting in the shadows, watching the man in front of him.
This man looked ordinary, like any passerby you see everywhere. You would never remember any particular features about him after just one glance. In life, countless passersby like him floated away with the wind, and if it weren't for sitting at this table, Cui Siter was certain he would never have any interaction with this man.
Yet, it was such a man who had committed numerous crimes—based on what the police had obtained, he had already killed six people.
Moreover, he didn't just kill; he used various cruel methods to mutilate their corpses, as if conducting some sort of evil ritual.
If it hadn't been for the clue provided by Lu Ban, he might have escaped again.
After all, who would have thought he would dare to steal someone else's identity in broad daylight and swagger around the crime scene?
