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Chapter 245

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“What? The killer? Where? Donny, notify the station to take action immediately!” Bennett sat up straight, ready to rush out

Quinlyn switched the call to video, letting him see for himself.

On screen, two bodyguards were holding a man in a filthy room.

“They found a black trench coat, dress pants, and size 45 shoes that were way too big–all soaked. The soles were muddy, matching the volcanic black mud from the villa’s flowerbed. Blood was also present; lab tests will confirm it‘

Bennett watched as evidence was pulled from the trash, even blood tests were done. “Wow, are bodyguards this professional now?”

“Now we should send him to Bennett at the station,” a bodyguard said, indicating they had him covered.

“Oh, thanks,” Bennett hung up, dazed, and was ushered back to finish his noodles.

The noodles were bland and overcooked. Just as he wanted some chili sauce, he felt something was off.

“We’ve been searching for this case forever, and you found the solution this easily. How did you do that? I can’t even write my report now.”

Quinlyn talked about the website while eating her noodles.

Bennett frowned. “There’s an organization forming. If they just wanted attention, that’s one thing. If they truly view Zane as a belief, that’s another issue.”

The law’s greatest challenge is faith; otherwise, how could Buddhism and Daoism last for centuries?

After finishing their noodles, they decided to hurry back to the station to investigate thoroughly.

Zane still needed to be questioned.

“Thanks, Quinlyn. I’ve handled cases for years, but when it comes to Zane, I’m still a little rattled.”

the door, Cher finally sighed in relief and

thought. She remembered how Cher, while serving noodles, fed Zane at the

up giving everything to him. This caring and protective gesture made

paused at the art studio door, pointing at the painting on the floor titled “Angels and Demons.” “Cher, the angel you painted is Zane, and

footsteps halted as she gazed at

but only picked it up

“I graduated and became a judge early; my family paved the way for my career in Jelasica, making life smooth.”

who hasn’t suffered, can wield a gavel fairly—strictly adhering

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who killed 14 people, No matter what, he deserved the

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accept his sentence, I first realized that tearing off this legal robe, I was the real demon.”

of guilt, after the verdict, I went to see him to inform him he could appeal. Those pieces of evidence could get him public sympathy, more chances for a reduced sentence, but he wouldn’t have

words weigh heavily on a

fought

judge not bother

meet her gaze. “Justice isn’t in the clothes I wear; it’s

can’t cover all human flaws or guarantee justice. My gavel shouldn’t just follow rigid rules but should also

to navigate yourself. Understand that doing evil isn’t always true evil, and doing good isn’t always pure

felt the wisdom of adults, a culmination

and entered the studio the next morning to

her up, she was at a loss,

You’re something else,” he said, entering and mentioning Cher went to the station to wait for her husband. Then he looked at the sunlight shining on

someone he hadn’t seen before.

wiped her hands clean and admired the painting

Island who tricked kids and was dealt with personally by Quinlyn. She could be

mention it, and they hadn’t seen any reaction from her. They thought she had forgotten, but it wasn’t forgetting;