“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 youst night?”
Face red with anger, Horace red at Jupiter and asked, “Are you suspecting me of killing my
girlfriend?”
Jupiter mmed 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 clientst 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 mywyer.”
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.
“If you confess now and show remorse, you might even have a chance of suspending your death
sentence.”
At the mention of a suspended death sentence, Horace’s pupils shrunk faintly.
Jupiter caught this slight change in his expression. He took another sip of water from his thermos and
followed up on what Angelica said,
“You know Geordi and Sorn, right?”
Horace nodded and admitted, “Yes, we’re from the same vige.”
“Did you meet each other yesterday?” Jupiter continued and Horace shook his head at that.
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“No, we haven’t met for a long time.”
Jupiter smiled. “All of you share the same hometown and ended up here in Jonford. Yet, you’ve not met
up with them for a long time?”
Jupiter did not trust a suspect’s words, especially someone like Horace, who seemed to be putting on
an act from the beginning.
“There’s a lot going on in mypany. I don’t have time to catch up with them,” Horace replied, his
demeanor calming considerably. On the surface, he appeared unperturbed.
Jupiter took out his phone and made a call. “Check the surveince records at Starry Sky Barst night
for Horace.” He then hung up the phone.
In the monitoring room, Melody and the others were watching things unfold in the interrogation room
via the surveince footage.
Finn’s brows were furrowed as he pondered, “If Horace is indeed the elusive murderer who has slipped
the police for three years, why would he suddenly leave such obvious evidence on Lori this time?”
Melody crossed her arms and echoed his thoughts, “And he’s been in Jonford all this time.”
Finn sighed. “There’s too many things that aren’t adding up. I’m not convinced that Horace is the
murderer.”
Hera wiped away her tears and choked out the words, “All the evidence is there. If it’s not him, then
who could it be?”
Finn smiled wryly. “Evidence can be fabricated, you know. Let’s not specte and let the professionals
handle it.” Melody gave Finn a sidelong nce.
Soon, Jupiter received the surveince footage from Starry Sky Bar on his phone. In the video, Horace
was weing two men and two women at the entrance. They were all around 27 or 28 years old and
dressed elegantly, exuding an air of affluence.
The timestamp on the surveince footage was 8:00 pm. At 10:30 pm, Horace and the other four left
the bar.
Jupiter’s previous assumption that Horace had been drinking with
Geordi and Sorn at Starry Sky Bar before assaulting Lori waspletely overturned. He had not
mentioned it earlier because there had been too many uncertainties in this case.
In the other two cases, the victims had not been vited, and only their kidneys were removed.
However, there was evidence of assault on Lori. A serial killer would not likely make such a basic
mistake.
“Where did you go at 10.30 pmst night?” Jupiter continued to ask.
“I went home! After meeting the client, I just went home to sleep. I even called Lori, but her phone was
switched off!”