Chapter 452 Justice Must Be Served for the Deceased
Hearing his words, a pang of sorrow hit me, making me momentarily sentimental. I looked at him and asked, “Don’t you suspect that I killed Elliott?”
He shook his head, looking at me and said, “We both know very well what really happened. If you wanted to kill him, why would you contact me, planning to have me take him away? This is not your fault.”
For a moment, I felt a slight swell in my chest, an indescribable feeling. Up until now, I thought everyone would blame Elliott’s death on me, even I thought so myself.
Seeing my reddened eyes, Stanley sighed slightly, saying, “The situation at that time was indeed complicated, but Ms. Conner, I can a*sure you, Mr. Hinton and I have never blamed Elliott’s death on you. We both knew what was going on, otherwise, how could Mr. Hinton have almost lost his life trying to save you?”
I pursed my l*ps, enveloped by the warmth that welled up within me.
I took a breath, looked at him and asked, “Has the Hinton family seen this video?”
He nodded, “The old lady missed her son. It was rare to have such a recording. I made a copy for her. Now, these are all that Elliott has left.”
Indeed, the mother and son who had been separated for ten years, upon meeting again, it was a farewell between life and death.
Thus, Marjorie’s background became clear. She was from a martyr’s
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family, and with Michael’s entrustment, now that Elliott had pa*sed away, Walter naturally wouldn’t stand by and do nothing about Marjorie and her daughter, whom Michael had entrusted to Elliott’s
care.
Presumably, if the old lady had known, she would have undoubtedly done everything in her power to ensure that Walter took good care of Marjorie, for her son’s sake in the afterlife. The best care in the world is nothing more than keeping someone by your side.
Marjorie was pregnant and entrusted by Michael, who then married Marjorie. Everything seemed to fall into place naturally.
Thinking of this, a sour feeling welled up in my heart. It would be a lie to say I wasn’t upset, but more than that, I felt relieved. After all, in this world, when some people leave, others come. It was time for me to peacefully do what I needed to do.
I took a slight breath, looked at Stanley, and said, “Officer Stanley, I was wondering if you could do me a favor, could you?”
Stanley paused slightly, hesitating, and looked at me, asking, “What favor?”
“I wanted to go to the border one more time.”
He furrowed his brows, clearly pausing, his face full of confusion, “Why? You’ve just come back after so much difliculty.”
Looking at him, I had no intention of hiding anything. I said, “Captain Lucas is dead, Elliott is dead, everyone else can move on, but I can’t. Ezra is still out there, free. Someone has to seek justice for those who have died.”
He furrowed his brows, “What are you trying to do? If Ezra was that easy to deal with, the police wouldn’t have been defeated by him several times. I am a police officer, I want to bring him to justice more
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than anyone else, to give an explanation to the deceased. Ms. Conner, I want to kill him even more than you do, to avenge my mother, but
things are not that simple.”
I understood his meaning, looked at him, and said, “Yes, it’s not that simple. He’s at the border, full of tricks. Let’s not talk about the fact that you don’t have any evidence to arrest him. Even if you did, with the vast mountains at the border and his multiple hideouts, it would be as difficult as climbing to the sky for you to catch him. But I’m different, I can do it.”
He didn’t understand what I was saying, staring at me blankly.
I pursed my l*ps, took a breath and said, “Even if I didn’t go to the border, Ezra would have come looking for me.”
Stanley was silent for a few seconds, then looked at me and asked, “Did Mr. Hinton know about your thoughts?”
Walter…
I shook my head, calmly saying, “He doesn’t need to know.” What’s the point of saying these things between two people who originally had nothing to do with each other?
He sighed, helplessly saying, “Going to the border again is too risky, Ms. Conner. I can understand your feelings, but I can’t make this decision. If I let you go to the border and something happens to you, I won’t be able to explain it. Besides, if Mr. Hinton knew you wanted to take a risk again, he probably wouldn’t agree.”
This person…
Didn’t make sense.
Seeing him like this, I pursed my l*ps, paused for a moment, and said, “Officer Lu, whether you agree or not, I will go to the border again. I
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came to find you, just hoping to be able to contact you at any time when necessary. If possible, it would be best to have your help. If not,
even if it costs my life, I will take Ezra to hell with me.”
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