Chapter 302


    The officer nced at the other officer, their eyes clearlymunicating before she spoke. "We''re not


    sure that this is Evan''s shoe, but given the style and condition of the shoe, it doesn''t seem like it would


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    belong to an average kid."


    Hearing this, I looked at the shoe again, my heart sinking even further.


    The officer continued, "We have asked around and confirmed that this shoe is pretty pricey. And from


    the condition of the shoe, it seems like they''re practically new. They shouldn''t have been discarded,


    especially since we only found one of them!"


    "Where did you find it?" I asked urgently.


    "We found it on the outskirts of the west side of town, on the fringe of the borough. It''s a bit remote, and


    the area is mostly inhabited by farming families. It doesn’t seem like their kids would wear such shoes!


    And there''s something else..."


    She then handed me another stic bag and said, "We also found this."


    I took a look and felt like I had been struck by lightning. My heart turned ice-cold, but I kept my


    Inside the bag was a crumpled piece of paper, apparently soaked in rainwater, the writing barely visible.


    The paper had clearly been torn and was only a quarter of its original size.


    But coincidentally, I could vaguely make out the name ''Evan'' and a series of numbers. I looked at the


    officers across from me, my eyes full of questions. "What is this...?"


    "Can''t you tell what it is?" The male officer asked.


    I shook my head, feeling a sense of foreboding.


    I tentatively asked, "Is this shoe directly rted to this piece of paper? It looks like Evan''s name is on it,


    but…"


    Before I could finish, the officer, perhaps misinterpreting my words or simply in a hurry, said directly,


    "We had it examined and it''s a DNA test report. Unfortunately, we can''t confirm the other person''s


    name!"


    As she spoke, the male officer gave her a look, seemingly unsatisfied.


    But I was certain that this was the report that had been missing from ra''s bag. I hesitated,


    wondering whether to tell the police what I knew.


    But once I did, the implications would be enormous.


    Moreover, my n for revenge was already in motion, a point of no return.


    Just a step away from making Jan pay, from making the Dawson family pay. This was the dream I


    had longed for ever since awakening from the nightmare.


    I was torn between revealing the truth and staying silent. As I was wrestling with this decision, the


    officer spoke again, "We only suspect that this might be Evan''s shoe because we found this piece of


    paper. Given that you have seen the child, we asked you here to help us confirm if you''ve seen him


    wearing the shoe."


    I looked at the officer and said honestly, "Actually, I am still quite unfamiliar with the child. I have only


    seen him a few times when picking up my own children from school. I''ve only had close contact with


    him once."


    The officer immediately asked, "Can you describe in detail how you came into contact with him?"


    Without hesitation, I said, "One time Marissa didn''te to pick him up from school. I was afraid he


    might get anxious or lost, so I held his hand and handed him over to his teacher. The other times, I only


    saw him from afar, so I really can''t be sure if the shoe is his."


    "Can you think carefully about the time you had close contact with him? Was he wearing the shoe?"


    The officer was persistent. "Ms. Wilburn, confirming the shoe is very important to us. It might help us


    find the child quickly."