Rewriting My Heart's Fate

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Chapter 183 ndly. "Let's talk in the briefing room." The police chief pointed inside and smiled kindly.

The sunlight poured through the floor-to-ceiling windows, making it hard forto open my eyes.

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A police officer walked in, kindly drew the curtains, and closed the door for us.

The police chief was flipping through the files, but he was constantly eyeing my reactions.

I remained calm and tumed on the voice recorder on my phone.

"Uh... Ms. Wiley, right? We've already investigated this case. We just haven't had tto inform you." He pushed his glasses and looled straight at me.

1 took a deep breath and said, "That means you caught the murderer, right?" My words stunned him for a moment. He laughed awkwardly. "Yeah, we've caught the burglar." I keenly noticed his choice of words and frowned. I questioned, "Burglar?" "Yes, a burglar. After carefully investigating this case, we noticed that this was just a burglary. No murderer was involved," he explained. He flipped through the file in his hand, seemingly looking through it carefully. I narrowed my eyes and immediately realized someone had interfered with the case behind the scenes.

"If this case was just a burglary, why did it cause so much of a scene that a police chief like you has to be involved?" I questioned.

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I stared at him intently, trying to find sholes in his story, I continued, "If it was just a burglary, my grandma was just lying in bed. She couldn't move at all, why why would the murderer want to all her?" At the end of my sentence, I slightly choked with sobs.

The police chief remained calm and explained slowly, "When we arrived at the scene, you people had already destroyed the footprints and fingerprints in a panic. You've also buried the deceased's body, the only place where we could get evidence from "We leamed that your grandma had always been ill and wouldn't live long. We interrogated the suspect, and he knew nothing about it All signs indicate that your grandmother died of illness." He becmore and more! re harsh as he talked. When I heard his outrageous explanation, I could no longer care about niceties.

I stood up and questioned, "Do you even believe what you say? Don't you find it a coincidence that my grandma died just when the burglar broke into my place? if It was just a burglary, why wasn't any of my items stolen? "There weren't any signs of someone rummaging through my items. Where is the officer in charge of this case? Ask him to explain this to me!" I slammed the table, and the cup on it toppled over. The noise worried an officer, so he pushed the door open, but the chief ordered him to leave.

He looked atlike a hawk watching its prey, his chest heaving with anger. He said, "Ms. Wiley, we've already investigated the case. The culprit is also brought to justice. Don't be unreasonable. We're in a police station! You can't do whatever you want When he yelled atlike that, it snappedout of my turbulent thoughts. I sat down with trembling hands, trying to calm myself down.

Finally, I regained my composure and said, "I want to see the surveillance footage that day, as well as the culprit." The police chief was no longer as kind as before. He said coldly, "The surveillance footage from your a What a coincidence.

rapartment is dainaged, so there isn't any footage of that night.

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