Chapter 83: Did the Victim Willingly Become a
When it came to Irene’s biological family, Mrs. Kashi visibly hesitated.
Kashi seized this moment of hesitation and continued to persuade her, “Mom, at least let us come inside to talk”
Emma held Mrs. Kashi’s hand, shaking her head in disapproval.
De about trene’s biological parents and allowed the two to enter the house.
Ultimately, Ms. Kashi could not resist the temptation of leaming more
Yuna was also skeptical. She remembered how the last time these two had visited, they had tumed the house upside down, making it look like it had been smacked by cobben.
She quietly instructed her son to keep an eye on the old Kashi house from the back, ready to call the police if necessary
Yuna herself at in her own house nest door, keeping a close watch on the situation. She held her phone, her fingers lingering over Irene’s contact number Inside the house, Mes. Kashi, noticing Emma’s displeased expression, sent her in the kitchen to prepare tea
While Kashi and Mrs. Kashi were talking, Helen sneaked into Mrs. Kashi’s bedroom. She quickly found a small, exquisite box in the wardrobe and slipped a thin piece of paper into it.
Breathing a sigh of reller, she took a small sip from a bottle of water from her expensive bag Turning around, she dropped the bottle, spilling water everywhere.
Estood at the door, holding a tray of water.
With her back to the light, herace was shrouded in shadow. The only things Helen could clearly see were Emma’s eyes, glinting coldly and animalistically, and her sharp white teeth: “What are you doing?”
When Emma spole, it became even more terrifying
Helen felt like she was in a scene from a female version of “Saw,” and she screamed in fright.
Mrs. Kashi hurried over: “What’s going on? It’s just some spilled water.”
She looked at Helen with disapproval, thinking that not beraking up this parlier was her biggest mistake.
Too delicate.
Emnia innocently met Kashi’s gaze, saying, “I don’t know. I just asked if she wanted some juice.”
Emma then asked naively, “Why was she in Grandma’s bedroom? If she was thirsty, why did she come to the kitchen for water?
Ms. Kashi looked at Helen suspiciously
Yes, wi
Kashi’s heart raced, and he feigned impatience: “What else could it be? It’s normal to look around after not bring here for a long
Helenclung to Kashi’s neck, trembling slightly.
She glazed fiercely at Emmi
Just wait! in a few days, you and the old lady will be penniless!
Mes. Kashi, seeing nothing wrong, tumed and walked back to the living room
Helen and Kash followed.
Emma glanced around Mrs. Kashi’s coom. A comer of a pale yellow dress was peeking out from the wardrobe.
Emma’s eyes clickered. After placing the tray on the coffee table, she discreetly sent a text to Treme.
Meanwhile
Irene and Ben arrived at the police station, where they were led to an office to meet Frank
Seeing that Frank had chosen an office for the meeting, Irene knew it was just fortaling statements.
When Franksaw Irene, his eyes flashed with admiration.
Today was Irene’s first day as a private detective. She was dressed formally, in a charcoal gray women’s suit that accentuated her perfect figure, with black high heels that made her legs look straight and sleek Her beautiful face was made up with sharp makeup, making her look exceptionally stunning.
Irene raised an eyebrow.
This man, known as the “Comtitution of Country,” could still be captivated by a woman’s appearance?
Frank stood up, formally inviting them to sit.
Well, only for a second.
Typical Frank
“And who is this lady?” Track asked.
Irene stood up and handed Frank her documents and identification: “Hello, I am Mr. Ben Turner’s private investigator. I will be handling all matters related to M.
Frank was about to speak when trene added, “This is my lawyer’s license. Please have a look“
Chapter 63 Did the Victim Wingly Become a Victim?
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Frank took it
Irene, no surname for now? He glanced at her curiously; very few people had no sumame,
Eighteen years old, a licensed private investigator and lawyer–an exceptionally accomplished young woman.
He suddenly remembered something and asked, “Miss Irene, did you participate in the first City A Detective Reasoning Competition?”
Irene smiled and nodded, seeing Frank’s admiration for her grow.
Irene rubbed her chin, thinking: This guy likes women who are equally matched.
No, why am I thinking about this? What he likes has nothing to do with me.
“Mr. Frank, I have the right to ask about the case’s progress and your current investigation status.”
Frank refused “Miss Irene, your client has not yet been completely cleared of suspicion…”
Irene nodded, smiling: “Agent, you’re playing dumb. Given that you arranged the meeting in your office and not in an interrogation room, and asked for cooperation rather than forcibly taking him away, I believe you have already determined that my client is not the perpetrator.”
“Due to the significant impact this incident has had on my client’s life, I believe our goal in solving the case is the same. Moreover, I assume this isn’t the only case you are handling?
After a moment of contemplation, Franknodded.
He brought over his laptop and selected some surveillance footage: “This is the surveillance from the time of the incident.”
“The victim ingested a poisoned drink and was hospitalized. Preliminary findings indicate someone poisoned the drink. Based on testimonies from your client’s classmates, Mr. Tumer was the last person to interact with the victim, leading many to believe he delivered the drink to the victim.”
Trene frowned: “But no one witnessed it directly. Moreover, how could the poison have been put in the drink? No one would drink from an already opened bottle. But if the bottle wasn’t opened, how could the poison be added?”
Frank nodded, appreciating Irene’s insight: “You’re right. Through surveillance and interviews, we have mapped the victim’s activities that day.”
After the last class, the victim left the playground and went to a supermarket. We couldn’t get further surveillance footage. Thirty minutes later, the victim appeared in the cafeteria with a bottle of drink We can’t determine if someone gave the drink to the victim or if he bought it himself.”
But what we can confirm is that Mr. Turner was at the school infirmary due to a sprain during gym class until two in the afternoon.”
Den sighed in relief.
Nothing felt better than hearing firsthand that he was cleared of suspicion
Irene asked, “Can you tell me about the victim’s social relationships?”
Frank nodded: “Of course. The victim had good relationships at school. Attractive and academically excellent, he had many admirers. Before and after the incident, he was seen with his friends during breaks, meals, and returning to the dormitory.”
“According to one friend, there was nothing unusual except someone confessed their feelings to the victim.”
