Chapter 625
Chapter 625 His Phone
If they could leverage the power of the Gage family, those people would probably have no ce to
hide.
Ainsley’s face darkened. She didn’t want to get in touch with Manuel, but after thinking it over, she
realized that if she wanted to uncover the truth, she had to cooperate with him.
Ainsley finally took her cousin’s words to heart. “I’ll consider it.*
The next day.
“Ms. Wade, based on the evidence we have obtained, it is a fact that you are suspected of intentional
homicide.” The policewoman showed Irene the screenshots of the video one by one.
Before seeing the photos, Irene thought it might have been Samuel’s doing. After all, she was certain
that there was no one at the scene at that time.
But now, it seemed that wasn’t the case.
She widened her eyes in disbelief. Indeed, the photos were all real.
She was sweating profusely, but still managed to say calmly, “Maybe these photos were
photoshopped.’
The policewoman said solemnly, “Ms. Wade, I think you’re mistaken. These photos were taken from a
video of yourplete crime process. Before we arrested you, we had the video authenticated by the
technical department.
The content of this video is real and valid.’
Irene pinched herself hard. She brainstormed for a moment before saying, “A video? What video? As a
police officer, you should know more about thew than I do. If I’m not mistaken, filming without
consent is illegal, which means it can’t be used as evidence.”
“Are you too confident in yourself?” The policewoman leaned back in her chair. She had been
interrogating Irene for nearly 20 hours without stopping.
However, Irene must have been advised by someone and refused to say more, causing the
interrogation to fall into silence for a while.
And now, she still closed her eyes and refused to say anything no matter what was asked.
Thewyer of the Easton family, Harry Anderson, wasmunicating with Ainsley, “Ms. Easton, based
on the current situation, there is only a 40% chance of conviction. But if the person who filmed the
video can serve as a witness, their testimonybined with this video is enough to nail her on the
charge of intentional homicide.”
Ainsley had thought of this possibility when she obtained the video. She replied in a deep voice, “What
if this person refuses to testify?”
“We’ll find a way to make him testify, but before that, Ms. Easton, you have to ensure the safety of the
witness. With such a big event, would Irene really do nothing?” A light shed in Harry’s eyes.
Ainsley suddenly understood Harry’s intention. She immediately called Matteo.
After a brief discussion, she parted with Harry.
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Ainsley met with James at the cafe where they first met.
James showed her all thetest information he had collected. “Ms. Easton, I investigated the
whereabouts of the people who might have grudges against Mr. Easton, and they all have alibis.
Lidocaine takes effect within a few hours of ingestion, so I carefully examined Mr. Easton’s
whereabouts on that day. The only possibilities for him to ingest lidocaine were the coffee he drank that
day, the water he drank, and the food he ate in the old house. But it was three or four years ago, and
some things are difficult to verify, especially when ites to physical evidence.”
Looking at the thick investigation report, Ainsley understood that James had done his best. “Actually, if
someone really poisoned him, the culprit may not have been present. They could have used someone
else’s help.”
“Of course, it’s very possible. I have an offensive question, and I hope you can answer me honestly.’
James’ expression was solemn.
Ainsley nodded. ’Go ahead.’
“Did your father have any women back then? This woman may not necessarily refer to a girlfriend or
simr, but also to hookup and so on.’
“Why do you ask?” Ainsley was puzzled.
It was hard for James to speak. After thinking for a while, he said, “Ms. Easton, in addition to
anesthetics, there is another important use of lidocaine, that is to dy men’s ejaction.”
Ainsley’s face instantly turned red. She finally understood what James meant.
Ainsley lowered her head awkwardly. Her mother passed away early, and her father had been single all
these years. The anniversary of her mother’s death was always the hardest time for her father. She
had seen him holding her mother’s photo and crying in his room many times.
But that didn’t necessarily mean her father didn’t have other women back then.
“I-I don’t know either.”
Her father would not have brought any women to meet her, so she had no idea about such things.
The detective could understand, and he just wanted to give it a shot when he asked.
“By the way, Ms. Easton, is your father’s phone with you?” James asked. Ainsley shook her head and
fell into deep thought again. At that time, she was unconscious and lost her memory. She didn’t even
get to see her father for thest time, let alone his phone.
James spoke seriously, “Ms. Easton, I suggest you go back and check Mr. Easton’s phone and
computer to see if you can find any clues.’
Green Road had be andmark as a wealthy district.
She stepped into the vi she hadn’t visited for a long time. Thest time she was here, she found the
photos of her and Manuel as well as a bracelet, all key pieces of evidence that confirmed her memory
loss.
And this time, she came back because she wanted to recover her father’s memories. She opened the
door and as the thickyer of dust fell down, it was as if she had entered a mysterious cave.
She paid no attention to it and coughed a few times as she walked up to the second floor. At the corner
was her father’s study.
Her father spent more time in the study than in his own bedroom. She opened the door and looked at
the dustyputer.
Thisputer hadn’t been turned on since her father passed away. She first turned on the vi’s
electricity and then turned on theputer. She was worried that theputer might be broken, but it
lit up without any issues.
What was strange was that theputer did not require a password to be entered; it just opened up.
Why was that?
After turning on theputer, she looked at theputer screen in confusion.
Several folders were empty, and even the web browser history waspletely gone.
There was nothing, absolutely nothing! What was going on?
The monitor screen was covered in dust, making everything look blurry.
She turned her head to look at the mainframe, which didn’t have much dust and looked quite new.
Suddenly, she realized something and looked at the mainframe sharply.
How could a mainframe that had been here for almost four years have no dust? How could it be new?
She crouched down and discovered something even stranger. There were drag marks near the
mainframe, and they were deep and shallow.
The drag marks were deep, but there was ayer of dust on top, so the marks were not obvious. She
guessed that someone had reced the mainframe.