Andrew glanced at Samantha and explained in detail, "This is an ancient religion that worships the stars. They believe the stars in the sky can grant them power.
At the same time, they designed an elaborate sacrificial ritual. On the night of the new moon, they would wear special ceremonial robes and begin slaughtering young girls. Then, over the following thirty days, they would kill thirteen girls to complete the sacrifice.
The timing and locations of the killings have strict requirements and are closely tied to the stars' movements. Uh, that's probably enough, right? If I keep going, you won't understand. After all, Ashley said you ran off to have a child before even finishing high school."
"Why does that girl tell you everything?"
Samantha was both embarrassed and angry. She first shot Andrew a glare, then asked suspiciously, "How do you know about this, and in such detail?"
"Indigo Search. Haven't you used it before? Just take a picture of this cloak and upload it, and you can get all the relevant information."
Andrew looked confused. "It's simple, useful, and saves both time and effort."
Indigo, connected to Andrew's phone, rolled her eyes. It was easy for you. I searched dozens of libraries before I found information on that religion.
"Indigo Search? Never used it. I usually use Google."
Samantha did not know much about high-tech matters, so she decisively changed the subject. "I don't need the process. I only need the result. Are you sure dressing me up as a young girl and sending me to the factory district will lure the killer out?"
"I'm sure."
Andrew nodded, and Samantha said briskly, "Then let's go right away."
Andrew smiled. "All right, little Samantha."
Veins bulged on Samantha's forehead. She absolutely could not let this guy become her son-in-law,