Owen’s calm and emotionless eyes suddenly widened. The video showed that dark alley behind the club, where Elias, boss of the Southern Star Syndicate, was holding an underling on the ground, punching and kicking him.
Then Elias left the crime scene.
After he left, the subordinate was clearly still alive, even trying to get up from the ground.
At that moment, a shadow jumped down from the edge of the wall.
Ralph's gaze stayed fixed on Owen, noticing that the muscles around his eyes had become stiff.
The man in the video wasted no time. He stepped on the subordinate, picked up a stone, and smashed it on his head—once, twice, thrice...
The subordinate collapsed to the ground, head full of blood, now dead.
The surroundings were dimly lit, hiding the killer’s face in the dark.
However, it seemed like even fate itself sided with justice, wanting to expose this heinous crime. The nightclub’s neon sign suddenly changed its lights at that moment.
Although the light flickered for only a second, it coincidentally revealed the killer’s face.
Owen’s face, stained with blood, ghostly and sinister, was revealed. It was unmistakable.
“After we received this video, we immediately sent it to the tech department to analyze it. The results proved no signs of editing, and the person in the video is indeed you, Deputy Chief Hopkins.”
Ralph’s voice was firm and steady, each word like a sharp nail, pinning Owen together with the crime he committed. “Besides, we’ve compared your physical characteristics with the traces left at the crime scene, and the match was as high as 98%. Now, we have solid physical evidence and video evidence. Even without your confession, we can still charge you with intentional murder and convict you!”
The interrogation room was filled with deadly silence.
After a long while, Owen suddenly burst into wild laughter, his metal cuffs cracking against the table, making a piercing and eerie sound. “Yes, I killed him. I dealt the killing blow after Elias left and framed the murder on him. Didn’t you already arrest me? Go ahead. Prosecute and convict me. I won’t appeal.”
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