Chapter 1125: The True Culprit Emerges 2

There was nobody around, and weeds were growing everywhere.

Few people knew that there was still a steel factory here.

“We’ve arrived, Miss,” Jesse Rivers got out of the car and quickly opened the door for Tiana Thorne.

“Hehehe, hahahaha, where is this place? Are you all playing with me?”

As soon as Tiana Thorne stepped out of the car, she heard a sinister laughter, which was particularly eerie in this desolate place.

“Come and play, come and play, I like playing bumper cars; smashing into people is fun, hitting people is fun.”

Inside the chaotic steel factory, a man dressed in black was tied to a chair.

His arms struggled and had blood marks from the bindings, and there were dried blood stains on his forehead.

Seemingly unaware of pain, he continued to laugh, his laughter was grim and lax.

Tiana Thorne walked over, but Jesse Rivers worriedly stopped her, “Miss, this person is not mentally stable.”

Tiana Thorne’s gaze fixated on the man.

He was filthy and disheveled.

The tattered black jacket and edges of his jeans were frayed, he wore no shoes, and his hands waved erratically, like a fool.

He laughed innocently, his expressions exaggerated and somewhat terrifying. Upon seeing Tiana Thorne, he became even more excited, chuckling, “Are you here to play with me?”

He kicked wildly with the legs tied to the chair, “Fun, fun, hitting people is fun!”

Tiana Thorne said, “Is he… mentally unstable?”

This person was a lunatic!

“Miss, this is the person we saw from surveillance; when we found him, he was passed out in the corner of the street, bleeding heavily. After regaining consciousness, he was like this. We’re not sure if he’s truly insane or pretending.”

Tiana Thorne frowned, “No license plate, and a madman.”

“We still need to learn about this person’s identity.”

“Find out as soon as possible.”

Tiana Thorne approached, getting very close to the madman, her eyes fixed on him.

The madman also looked at Tiana Thorne, his earlier cheerful smile froze on his face, his gaze dazed for a moment.

Then he suddenly jumped up, shouting, “Kill!”

Mimicking an action as if to kill Tiana Thorne.

Seeing this, Jesse Rivers instinctively protected Tiana Thorne.

“I’m fine, I want to see what else he’ll do.”

Tiana Thorne squinted her eyes, watching the madman’s movements, unafraid.

Instead, she felt this madman wasn’t simple.

The madman, restrained in the chair, couldn’t move, but his gaze toward Tiana Thorne was fierce, like someone facing an enemy who killed their parent: “I want to kill you, I want to smash into you, you’re vicious, vicious, vicious!”

He became so agitated that he started to detach from the chair, then rolled onto the ground along with it.

The madman kept shouting for attack and kill, eyes wide open, pupils contracting, entirely in a state of madness.

Tiana Thorne crouched down, inquiring, “How am I vicious? Who told you to kill me?”

The madman couldn’t hear Tiana Thorne’s words at all, muttering, “I want to kill you, smash you, we’re playing a game, just a game, we need to be in character, in character!”

And then looked at Tiana Thorne, laughing: “Hehehe, I want to kill you, kill you, then I’ll be free!”

He kept repeating these words.

No one present knew what he meant by his words.

The madman laughed forcefully, then his body convulsed, frothing at the mouth, his face pale, looking somewhat distressed.

“Miss, this person not only has mental issues, but also epilepsy,” Jesse Rivers said.

“Treat him, he can’t be allowed to die.”

A lunatic on the highway had a deadly intention against Aiden Shaw.

What intense hatred could this be?

If he was merely a simple madman, it would be too coincidental.