Eddie Ross patted his forehead, the memories seemingly causing him great pain, "He asked me if I had ever beaten Novina Jones, and I said no."

Without another word, he sliced my dick with a knife, and it hurt like hell at the time.

I was scared stiff.

I was screaming in pain, and he covered my mouth with his hand, warning that if I screamed again, he would just cut off my dick completely.

I didn't dare to cry out anymore and begged him to take me to the hospital.

He didn't agree and demanded I continue to answer his questions.

"I confessed, I had beaten Novina Jones."

Little Black asked puzzledly, "You knew he was very dangerous, and you had promised not to lie, so why did you lie again?"

"I don't know, maybe it was just habit."

"Why did you hit Novina Jones? Was it severe?"

"I like to play rough, the more stimulating kind, and once Novina Jones was unwilling, so I hit her.

She told Petrov, hoping that Petrov would back her up.

Petrov didn't care about her well-being at all, only if she could make money.

I compensated for the lost work and medical expenses, and Petrov was very pleased with that money, even promising to let Novina Jones be with me in the future."

"That was the only contact I had with them."

Luke thought this guy got what he deserved. Novina Jones wasn't even of age, just a chick, and the ordeal was already immoral. Yet this guy played perverted tricks and beat her.

Acting as if he could smooth everything over with money.

Luke asked patiently, "What else did the suspect say?"

"He also asked me if I was the one who killed Novina Jones. I told him I wasn't.

Then he asked if I had contacted Novina Jones on the night of September 15th.

I admitted I had contacted Novina Jones but was rejected, and we didn't meet that night.

He continued to ask if I knew where she went that night and with whom she met.

I said I didn't know.

He also asked if I knew who killed Novina Jones, and I said I didn't know.

Then, he took out a syringe and gave me an injection..." Eddie Ross's voice grew hoarse as he spoke, laden with despair,

"By the time I woke up, he was gone, and I felt a pain in my lower body, I saw...

Oh God... that devil had cut off my dick.

You must catch him, you have to find that devil, God will never forgive him.

He destroyed me...

My life is plunged into darkness, utterly ruined."

After a few minutes, Eddie Ross's emotions stabilized somewhat, and Luke said, "We also want to catch the suspect, and we have been working on it. We hope you can assist us by providing some clues about him, such as his physical features, clothing, and weapon."

Eddie Ross recalled, "He was wearing a black round mask; I couldn't see his face, but I'm sure he was black, with a voice that sounded like a local, very deep.

He was dressed in black, seemed like jeans and a shirt, about one meter eighty-five tall, and looked quite burly.

He had a small knife, very sharp, with a certain curve, the blade about ten centimeters long...

That's all I remember, I can't recall the rest."

"Are you sure he was black?"

"Yes."

"How did he enter the room?"

"I don't know."

"What was the exact time you were attacked?"

"Around 8:20."

"When did he leave?"

"I don't know."

"When did you wake up?"

"It was after one in the morning. I was in so much pain, crying out, that it alarmed the neighbors, and they called the police.

Then the police entered my house and called an ambulance for me."

Little Black said, "You should have trusted the police sooner."

"I pay so much tax every year..." Eddie Ross started to argue back, but he did not finish his sentence.

He still needed the police now and didn't want to make things too stiff.

Luke inquired in detail, "Did the suspect touch any items in your house?"

"It doesn't seem like it."

"What do you think was his purpose for harming you?"

"It seems he was here for Novina Jones, just like you, investigating the murder of Novina Jones."

"Have you seen any suspicious people in the past few days?"

"No."

"When you were in contact with Novina Jones, did she ever mention anyone she was close to?"

"I asked her about some personal stuff, but she wouldn't say."

"What are your thoughts on the murder of Novina Jones?"

"I don't know, she was just a whore, and I was only playing with her, I really didn't care about her matters, that's it.

Now she's dead, why do you all come looking for me?

Just because I called her that night?

Why am I so unlucky, I wish I had never touched her.

There are so many whores in Los Angeles waiting to make money, why did I have to find her?

I've ended up like this...

No longer a...

It's hopeless..." Eddie Ross became increasingly upset as he spoke, breaking down into uncontrollable tears.

Little Black advised, "Buddy, you should be kinder.

Seeking prostitutes isn't a big deal, I can understand that.

But Novina Jones was underage, I'm sure you knew that, and what you did was immoral.

Moreover, you should never have hit her, that was a despicable act.

You were wrong."

"Shut up, stop preaching, is it any use talking about it now?

If you had said this earlier, I might have changed, but now... it's meaningless.

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