Chapter 11: A Strange Demon?_1

"Dis!"

"Mm."

Karen was experiencing the sensation of his heart leaping into his throat. It wasn't an exaggeration.

As he looked at the child's drawing, he couldn't help but cry out in horror when he recognized the identity of the killer in the picture,

At some point, 

the "murderer" had already stood at the door,

and had even responded,

"Mm."

The gentle sound, like a thunderclap, exploded in Karen's ear.

Originally sitting on the spring bed, Karen's back instantly straightened, and he stood up immediately.

At the same time,

the notebook in his hand closed.

"Were you just calling me?" Dis asked.

"I... yes."

Dis nodded, "I need to talk to you, too."

"Hehe, what a coincidence, Grandpa."

"Come to my study."

"Okay, Grandpa."

Dis turned and left.