"Fortunately, we were able to interview the author of this book..."

The TV was broadcasting mosaic images, but this seemed to make people more interested in peeping.

Then the analyzed pictures appeared one after another, and combined with the host's explanation, people suddenly had a creepy feeling.

Excitement, fear.

After the combination of the two, the curiosity born is enough to attract people's attention.

Especially the Jason interview inserted at the end.

Jason's voice didn't come out, only a picture.

And just this one picture kept shaking up and down.

It seems like something happened

Then, as soon as the screen changed, they returned to the studio.

"We met the writer of "Cross Street Stalker", but the signal doesn't seem to be very good..."

The host continued.

Jason, on the other hand, was no longer interested in listening.

He simply turned off the TV.

What can't a bunch of guys make up for ratings?

Even if the other party said that he killed someone, Jason wouldn't be surprised.

After all, it is understandable for a has-been author to take desperate risks in order to gain attention.

"I've read your book."

After Jason turned off the TV, John suddenly spoke.

"How does it feel?"

Jason asked smoothly.

He hoped to break the silence between the two.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to ask anything at all, let alone get some useful information.

"The description of the body is very good."

“Professional grade!”

"Before, I doubted how you could write such a professional thing, but now?"

John looked at Jason again as he spoke and said no more.

Although I didn't say it, the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

"I'm a writer."

Jason emphasized.

Then, I added in my heart: At least this is my identity.

"I'm just a landlord."

"A guy who just lost his wife and then got rid of the most precious thing she left to me."

John also emphasized.

"Your wife?"

Jason asked appropriately.

"The disease took her life."

John said sadly.

"Feel sorry."

Jason said sincerely.

He could tell that the man in front of him must love his wife very much.

Naturally, he will also love the pets left by his wife.

Listening to Jason's sincere apology, John seemed to start talking.

"After meeting my wife, I chose to retire. I hope to live a simple and peaceful life with my wife, but accidents always happen."

"Illness claimed her before."

"There's nothing I can do."

"Because I'm not a doctor."

"But now that someone has taken away the most precious thing she left me, I think I need to do something."

John said slowly.

"I believe you can do it."

Jason nodded.

"So now we need to find that bastard who stole my dog ​​- I'm worried about Daisy getting hurt, and I don't want her to get hurt even a little bit."

John said, taking a deep breath.

Then, he continued: "Since he imitated everything in your book, he will naturally call you."

"Um."

Jason didn't object.

Then, he asked curiously.

"How did you lose...her?"

Jason originally wanted to say it.

But when the words came to his lips, he changed it to her.

Jason doesn't mind respecting the pet owner's opinion, as long as the other person has no ill intentions.

"This morning, when I went to see my wife, Daisy was in the car. When I came back, Daisy was gone and my car was broken into, very professionally."

"There were no fingerprints, no footprints or any other traces left."

"Then, the copycat murder case of "Cross Street Stalker" came on the radio. I naturally thought of you as the author, and I am also your landlord."

John explained, looking at the only phone in the room.

He was waiting for the call from the imitator.

Then?

He will send the other person to confess.

"imitate?"

"I don't think it's imitation."

Jason said this after adjusting his sitting posture slightly.

Immediately, John's attention was attracted.

"Since I moved in here and you happened to have a dog, it stopped being imitation."

"But..."

"Reappear!"

Jason's tone increased, and he looked at John unblinkingly.

"The other party wanted to recreate what happened in "Cross Street Stalker", and what happened in it was synchronized. The protagonist was lured into the trap step by step by the killer, and the killer also killed innocent people at the same time.

And now?"

"Your dog should be near the murder just now!"

As soon as Jason finished speaking, John stood up and prepared to walk out.

John couldn't wait to take back his Daisy.

But at this moment——

Jingle bell bell!

The phone rang.

John's footsteps paused and he looked at the phone.

Jason directly picked up the receiver.

"Hello."

“How does it feel to have the attention back?”
To be continued...