Black Butterfly, Where Does the Black Butterfly Go Drink Water Chapter 22.2

Section 22.2

The sound of rain became so loud that it could be heard through the curtains. The sound of the wind crying was also deafening. Maybe the window will break at this rate. Then I'm going to send Tim SOS, just let me sleep for a day. Thinking lightly, Jude turned his attention to the phone in a mood to click his tongue. After a small sigh, the blond detective opened his mouth.

[Hahahaha, that's funny. A ghost, maybe that expression is right.]

“What, you?”

“……….Is your dream to be a playwright? Quite a plausible remark.”

[Ahhaha, it's just my thought. Ah, but it's been a long time since I had fun. But I'm more excited that there's still a lot of fun left.]

Jude frowned skillfully on one eyebrow. Are you saying that there is something more to suck out of this story?

Ah, and Jude exclaimed quietly. He could see what this young man with the delicate impression of the blue-gray eyes was trying to say. Alvin laughed in a low voice.

“Shut up. I'll hang up if you're done talking. I'm sleepy, I'm going to take a shower and sleep.”

After spitting out in an annoying voice, the person on the other side unexpectedly withdrew.

[Ahahaha, yeah. Good night.]

Tuk. Without hesitation, he turned off the phone and threw it on the sofa, and Jude stretched his body with a long sigh of exhaustion. He was too lazy to change his clothes. After falling on the sofa and blinked several times, Jude picked up the remote control and turned on the TV. The late-night talk show was in full swing. Meanwhile, looking at the picture that appeared on the screen above, his eyes frowned slightly.

It was a picture of a mother and daughter in the Maples family who were hospitalized in a mental hospital. And the title, 'Shocking Fact Just Announced! The Ghost of Maples Family, Is It Imagination or Reality?' Listening to the story with a dull face for a moment, it was a simple statement.

“……..ha.”

Sighing quietly, Jude turned off the TV. The moment he tossed and turned and lay down looking at the ceiling, the flickering fluorescent light went out completely. I don't need to turn off the lights. That's good, should I call it lucky? Jude, who was smiling, soon erased his smile and recalled the voice of the serial killer.

-All I did was not telling them that she took the jewel.

-I just didn't say it.

It's just that I didn't say it. Only that voice reverberated in his head. I just didn't say it. That's all, just that.

“……very, it's unexpected……”

Jude mumbled an unknown insult and gazed at the pieces of glass on the floor, muttering, 'should I do it later……' while busily took out his cell phone and dialed his partner's number.

“Oh, Tim? It's so loud that I can't sleep.”

[Huh? What do you mean?]

-It was a summer day, when heavy rain never stopped all night.

Chapter end