Chapter 1291
- "It's impossible. I always wash the recycled dolls three times or more. There can't be any blood or fingerprints left," Jack blurted out.
- "Oh. Oh, oh," the control room outside the interrogation room erupted.
- "He confessed, he confessed. It's all thanks to Clara Beacham. She went in for a while and got the answer out. Amazing, Clara Beacham," Evi admired.