Chapter 500

Franklin's gaze once again landed on Alfred and Bradley. He observed them carefully. Could it be this father and son duo? Could it be them? As a criminal investigator, he had seen all sorts of outrageous cases and met all sorts of eccentric personalities. "I'm asking all of you to leave right now. If you don't, I'll be reporting you," said Alfred, his expression extremely sour. Franklin passed the phone back to WoeIsMe, then put on a professional smile. "Sorry for bothering you. We'll leave first, then!" The group left the villa. WoeIsMe gripped his phone hard. He had already made his own guesses based on Franklin's expression and was now glaring harshly in the direction of the Quinlans' villa, his breath unsteady. He looked toward the phone once more, asking, "Are they really my daughter's murderers, Ms. Locke?" "If you find the evidence, then it's them; if you don't, then it's not them," replied Madison. She paused for a moment, then told him, "Once this incident is resolve