Revenge After Death ( Michael Ford ) novel Chapter 296

Chapter 296 

The picture was stained with blood. 

Short of breath, I looked at Zion. 

Zion reached out to take the picture. 

“S–Save my daughter.” 

The police rushed down. Breathing heavily, they stared at the suspect who had fallen to the ground. 

All of them wanted to curse. 

“Ambulance! Call the ambulance!” 

Feeling numb, I looked at Zion, 

Zion shook his head. He used his phone to take a picture of the front and the back of the picture before passing it to Eason. “Are you sure he’s the murderer?” 

“The murder weapon has been found in his room. It’s a hammer. He must have been doing labor work all year round. He should be a construction worker.” Eason looked up at the third floor. “I heard that his daughter had been missing for three years. He and his wife had been searching for their daughter. A few days ago, his wife committed suicide due to severe depression. He lost his family because of human 

traffickers… 

I stood in the same spot. My legs were numb. 

“At what age did his daughter go missing?” I asked softly. 

“18.” Eason felt that it was a pity. 

I looked at the picture in Eason’s hand. The young lady in the picture was youthful and bright. She looked 

neat and likable. 

“She’s so pretty…” I said in a soft voice. 

“She has been missing for three years. I’ve heard about this case… She was abducted by human 

traffickers. The other party had an illegal license plate. The case hasn’t been solved until now… Zion said 

powerlessly. 

He continued, “When a father is forced into a corner, he won’t kill someone without a reason. He must have found out the truth. The despondency had to have crushed him… 

“The two cases have some connection with one another. Do you think, the victim is related to the missing. 

person’s case?” I asked, 

Eason nodded. He suspected that too. 

“One more thing… How could a migrant worker, who had been searching for his daughter, know that by sprinkling spices on the corpse, dogs would eat it and get rid of the evidence?” I didn’t understand it. 

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“Since the corpse needed to be destroyed and the crime was carried out meticulously, how could it not be investigated in advance? How could such a large surveillance be avoided?” 

It didn’t make sense. 

Eason glanced at me. “It’s clear that he’s a pitiful person.” 

The person was a pawn. 

The real murderer was using a person to kill another. 

But no one knew if it was related to the serial murder case. 

After the ambulance took the person away, Zion sent me home. 

On the way home, Zion received a call, saying that the pitiful father had passed away. 

The man handed the picture to me and Zion because he wanted to put his hope on us. 

He hoped the police could find his daughter… 

“Someone is using these pitiful people. They’re innocent. This isn’t the style of the serial murder case’s 

murderer. The two are in two extreme ends. One doesn’t kill innocent people, while the other uses innocent people,” I said with a headache. 

My gut told me that these two cases were schemed by different people. 

The car stopped at the entrance of the Lincoln family’s residence. 

The moment I got out of the car, I saw Michael.