Chapter 362: Cruel Torture (2/2)

The officers managed to find a witness–a passer-by who stated he had seen a car parked nearby from which a man and a beautiful woman alighted and entered the school. He assumed it was a couple on a date and didn't pay much attention.

”What did the man look like?” questioned Xiaotao.

The witness tried jogging his memory but all he said was, ”He had a very ordinary face. So ordinary that I can't remember anything.”

He wasn’t the only one who suffered the same affliction; I too had trouble recalling the Imitator’s face despite the fact that the man had actually spoken to me face to face earlier. He was so unremarkable you would forget his face as soon as you looked away.

”Were they walking side by side?” I asked.

”Yes!” said the witness.

”What about the car?” Xiaotao added.

The witness shook his head, ”I didn't notice that.”

The Imitator probably drove away while disguised as a policeman. Xiaotao sent officers to check for nearby traffic surveillance cameras and found one at both ends of the street. Not surprisingly, the Imitator parked right in the blind spot between the two cameras.

We managed to obtain the license plate after the technical team restored the image but it was found to be a fake.

The Imitator was just like a ghost, managing to creep around the blind spots in the surveillance cameras all over the city, coming and going without a trace. Even I was impressed!

On the way back, I perused some of Lin Xiaolan’s works.

”Why are you still reading her novels?” Xiaotao wondered out loud.

”I'm checking the publication dates!”

After the award-winning novel about school bullying was first published, she wrote a few other novels on the same subject, but none of them came close to the first. Later, Lin Xiaolan wrote another novel which basically had the same theme titled, ”The Desolate Age Of Seventeen.”

In my opinion, Lin Xiaolan wasn’t intentional at first and never expected her novel to gain acclaim. Due to various considerations such as marketing purposes, popularity and image, she assumed the experience that happened to someone else and portrayed herself as a tragic heroine.

In the beginning, she never intended to lead the world astray. Influenced by different factors, she allowed the lies to grow to this day and became a fraud in the eyes of the murderer!

Perhaps she didn't realize how much harm she caused the murderer. So when the Imitator offered for her to meet the murderer, she agreed immediately. She might have even held onto the naive idea of ”talking it out.”

When she arrived at their old school, all she saw was a cell phone before the Imitator unleashed violence upon her. And the person whose painful past was wantonly stolen by her looked on coldly.

I sighed, ”When someone tells a lie, they have to continue lying to keep up the pretense. At the end of the day, they can no longer tell what’s true and what’s false!”

As we passed through the downtown area, I looked out of the window and realized that anyone could be the Imitator. How could we find him so easily?

”We’ve reached yet another dead end,” Xiaotao huffed. “And this time, the murderer has killed all the people on the supposed revenge list. We don't even know who he is. Looks like this case...”