Chapter 595

“W-Who killed her? Have you found the murderer?” Horace roared as

he clenched his fists, emotions spiking.

Jupiter had not expected Horace to confess immediately. He took a sip of his tea and asked calmly, “Where were you last night?”

Face red with anger, Horace glared at Jupiter and asked, “Are you suspecting me of killing my girlfriend?”

Jupiter slammed the table, his tone rising as he shouted, “Answer my

question!”

Clearly frightened, Horace leaned back in his chair obediently and

replied, “I was at Starry Sky Bar with a client last night!”

“Who was your client? Roughly what time were you there?”

Horace looked up at Jupiter. “I can’t disclose anything about my

client.”

Jupiter sneered. “So, you’re not going to cooperate?”

Having calmed himself by now, Horace merely replied, “You can only detain me for 24 hours without evidence. By then, be prepared to receive a letter from my lawyer.”

At the man’s denial, Angelica coldly said, “It’s because we have

evidence that we arrested you. Your cooperation may lead to more lenient sentencing. If you resist, the severity might only increase.

and show remorse, you might even have

suspending your

a suspended death sentence, Horace’s

shrunk faintly.

slight change in his expression. He took another sip of water from his thermos and followed up on what Angelica said,

know Geordi and

“Yes, we’re from the

each other yesterday?” Jupiter continued and Horace

his head at that.

haven’t met for a

Π

the same hometown and ended up here in Jonford. Yet, you’ve not met up with them

trust a suspect’s words, especially someone like Horace, who seemed to be

on in my company. I don’t have time to catch up

Horace replied, his demeanor calming considerably. On

surface, he

out his phone and made a call. “Check the surveillance records at Starry Sky Bar last night for

phone.

the monitoring room, Melody and the others were watching things unfold

as he pondered, “If Horace is indeed the elusive murderer who has slipped the police for three years, why

such obvious

crossed her arms and echoed his thoughts, “And

this time.”

that aren’t adding up.

that Horace is the

away her tears and choked out the words, “All

not him, then who could it be?”

fabricated, you know. Let’s not

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