Dashiell Xalvadora, sitting across from her, felt his pupils contract sharply when he heard her words.
Though he tried desperately to force himself to remain calm, his voice still betrayed a hint of tremble,
"What... five girls, I don't understand what you're talking about?"
Scarlett Jennings just looked at him, her almond eyes holding a clarity and depth that saw through everything.
"The youngest, she was only sixteen, wasn't she?"
"You deceived her into a relationship, then killed her..."
"Why? Because of your looks?"
"Your facial features are slightly twisted, probably from cosmetic surgery. You used your current appearance to deceive those girls, making them give you their love and trust, only to turn around and murder them mercilessly, didn't you?"
Even while accusing the murderer in front of her, her voice remained steady and unhurried. Yet with every word she uttered, the ferocity and fear in Dashiell Xalvadora's eyes increased.