Chapter 220 - A Huge Case

Name:Psycho X Psychic Author:JhiThan_Ser
Lina then thought-

'Well, whatever my case is, it's better than yours. I will never escape him but it's not all the bad if I succeed. Meanwhile, you have love and hate separated within you. You want him to make a mistake with another woman so that the 'Iesa' within you hates him too. However, that's never the case.'

'Can we love the thing we hate? Can we hate the thing we love? It's impossible but that's the only solution.'

Lina kept going on and on without Dehian replying.

'You have a sadder fate, while I get closer and closer into tasting his dick, you can only fantasize with your sick snuff fantasie-'

Thud*

"That hurts, you Terenfucker!"

Lina jerked up while holding her ear. She looked at Dehian with an angry expression, uncaring of the confused stares of the class towards her. Meanwhile, Dehian herself has widened eyes, not hiding her shock.

'You...'

Lina looked around and just start to notice that her words were actually said out loud. Slowly, she sat down as if nothing happen while still hiding her ear that was pinched by some unknown force.

'I will never forget this, you psychic asshole. How dare you actually hurt me!'

Dehian: 'You have a loud mouth yourself... do you know the consequences of what you just said?'

Lina: 'Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! I will fucking edit a music video titled, 'I'm fucking your boyfriend' where every girl in the whole fucking neighborhood is a cameo! It will go viral, I tell you!'

Dehian just palmed her face and sighed. She regretted giving attention to this foul-mouthed woman.

"Wow... what the hell just happened?"

Their other classmates began muttering while the teacher was speechless. Seeing Lina's innocent expression, they began to think if what they just witnessed is real or not. How can their kind class president just snap out of nowhere to call their school idol... Terenfucker?

That's too unbelievable. But everyone saw and heard it, what should they believe?

"Umm... anyway..."

In the end, the teacher just ignored the situation to escape the awkward atmosphere. However, no matter how much the teacher focus on the discussion and take everyone's attention, there are times they would be in a daze and think to themself-

'How and why?'

...

When it's finally afternoon classes, on the other section, Hanon was teaching the class on his subject 'Humanity'

Together with the other teachers, he was preparing the class for the first Quarterly exams which will be coming next week and that's when his phone rang.

"Ah, sorry, I'll have to take this."

He said which the class approved since they will have rest while their teacher's taking a call. Hanon didn't like his classes being interrupted, however, the caller was rather important, it was from his former boss, Old Derman.

"Hello, Sir?"

[Hanon, I have something for you to do. You must've already heard of the Public girl being taken, right?]

Hearing this through the call, Hanon made distance with his phone and sighed. This had been bugging him since he saw Trisha's future under Teren's 'care' He has strict rules that he will only help his students. If he would help every student, would that be possible?

Furthermore, even if he wanted to help, it was Teren who is the perpetrator, someone he cannot go up against.

However, it seemed that only he knew about Teren's activities because of his Spirit. As he expected, as one of the most experienced detectives of this city, Old Derman will get onto the case.

"Yes, Sir, I've heard of it in the local news."

[Then that makes this easier. The girl's mother actually went for me to help. They say that it's the infamous Hat Guy who took the girl but it's probably not him. We would know it if Teren would act.]

Hanon made a bitter expression and thought.

'Sorry, Sir, it's actually him and he's doing much worse to her than what everyone expects.'

He was on the verge of crying, thinking that he's contributing to Teren's heinous crimes by not speaking about it.

[Since the girl's family is wealthy, they are financially capable of searching the whole city. I also learned that the new uprising corporation called Wolfang is also tied to this. One of the new guys, Alph should be leading the Wolfang. I'm not really sure since I don't interact with him and my business is far from intersecting his.]

"Yes, I also heard from Uncle Jo that the new guys from the Heren City Prison are capable. It must be them since their timing is impeccable."

[I think so too. Alright, your job is to talk to the mother and give sugary words to ease her up. The girl's whole family is devastated. We cannot let them pin the blame onto us for not finding the girl. Since you've already met her, you're fit for this job.]

"Okay, I will visit their residence after school. I'll update you regarding the outcome, Sir."

[Okay, good luck. This is huge.]

The call was then cut.

"Honestly, I don't want to be involved..."

But denying the job will be suspicious so he didn't say anything. Soon, classes ended and Hanon went his way to Trisha's residence once more to meet Trisha's family. And arriving there, he didn't expect to see another barely familiar face there.

"Renz Christian, you're here again."

"Y-yes, Sir Hanon. I'm here to help the case since I know who the perpetrator is."

Back to the basement, Trisha's fever went up and her consciousness became hazy.

"Teren, I... think I'm going to die..."

"Nah, you're far from that."

"No... just kill me... I can't take this anymore."

Trisha cried as she covered her face with the blanket. She was sweating like crazy.

"Here, hydrate yourself." Teren offered her a drink but she shook her head.

"I... hate water..."

"We have no choice, if you don't drink, the chance of death will increase."

"It's fine... I'll just die... I'm a menace to this world, everyone will be glad once I disappear."

Teren looked at Trisha's half-opened eyes and it seemed like she's barely conscious right now. He then held her hand, if he don't support her with his healing Spirit, she may actually die.

"Teren..."

She muttered before crying.

".... what does it feel like to not feel?"