Lumian, consumed by Madame Alice's fixation, found breathing increasingly difficult. His body ached more intensely, as if he had once again encountered the Montsouris ghost and teetered on the brink of death.
This was a true death experience.
Concerned he might lose control, Lumian chose not to push further. He ordered Madame Alice's lingering spirit to vacate his body.
Gasping for air, he wiped the cold sweat from his brow before reverting to his slightly arrogant novice lawyer persona.
Accompanied by the police officer, he headed back to the interview room.
Charlie sprang to his feet, leaning forward with his hand braced against the table. His face was a mix of anxiety and anticipation.
Without waiting for a question, Lumian seemed to hear Charlie ask, "What's the result?"
Lumian nodded and made a calming motion.
His gesture implied that the autopsy findings aligned with his expectations.
