Chapter 452


    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, nning 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 me 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


    you. We both knew what was going on, otherwise, how could Mr. Hinton have almost lost his life trying


    to save you?”


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    I pursed my lips, 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 olddy 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 passed 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 olddy 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 ce 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, otherse. 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 juste 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


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    than anyone else, to give an exnation 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 nkly.


    I pursed my lips, took a breath and said, “Even if I didn’t go to the border, Ezra would havee


    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 exin 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 lips, 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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