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Chapter 317

Chapter 317 I Believed Him

Captain Lucas raised his eyebrows slightly, saying, "Just because I didn't doubt, doesn't mean others won't overthink. People in the police station will overthink, numerous media and citizens in society will overthink. After Jacob's death, I announced it was suicide at the first moment, but people still started to speculate and stir up this matter. So, I asked you to come, it's routine, but also a reminder." Walter's reaction was much faster than mine. Looking at Captain Lucas, he narrowed his dark eyes and asked, "Is someone targeting the Hinton family?"

Captain Lucas nodded, "To be precise, the target should be you."

It was only then that I realized, every single one of these incidents was an accident, none of them were explicitly attributed to Walter. Yet, each one subtly hinted at Walter. This kind of situation, without concrete evidence but full of insinuations, would undoubtedly cause a stir in society if it were to escalate.

And this turmoil would cause irreparable damage to Walter and the Hinton Group, and these losses were incalculable.

"Three things in a row, who would target you like this?" I glanced sideways at Walter, truly unable to figure out who Walter had offended.

Walter pursed his lips, not in a hurry to speak.

Instead, he was looking at Captain Lucas. Captain Lucas had a

furrowed brow, as if he had something to say, but due to my presence, he didn't say it.

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stand up and said, "I've been sitting for too long, my legs are numb, I'm going for a walk."

The two of them were in sync and remained silent. I got up and left Officer Yang's office, walking down the corridor towards the outside. There was something going on between Walter and Captain Lucas, I knew about it since I returned from Chesterburg.

I just didn't know what this matter was all about. Walter didn't speak, and naturally, I wouldn't take the initiative to ask. Besides, I had no position to ask. If it was not an important matter, it would be useless for me to ask. If it was important, my asking would put him in a difficult position, whether he told me or not, it would be diflicult.

In the lobby of the police station, several officers were discussing something. I faintly heard someone say, "Mr. Burton was raised by Ms. Merchant. Now that Ms. Merchant has suddenly passed away, it's only natural that he wants to take over the case."

The police officer on the side said, "But Captain Lucas's consideration is not unreasonable. Mr. Burton is investigating this case, and it's impossible for him to do so from an observer's perspective. I'm afraid he might act impulsively and cause trouble. It's only human nature not to let him participate. Both of them have valid points in their considerations."

"Is the bureau so idle now?" A strange voice came from behind me, deep and cold.

I was indeed startled, instinctively looking back, only to unexpectedly meet a pair of deep, pitch-black eyes. The man was tall, with a buzz cut, dark skin, and striking features. The police uniform on him exuded an aura of stern justice.

"Mr. Burton!" The previously chattering police officers stuttered as

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they greeted him, then consciously dispersed.

The man pursed his lips, his face serious, and didn't speak. Only after everyone else had left did he turn his gaze towards me.

Meeting his dark pupils, I instinctively felt a bit of awe from my heart, and subconsciously blurted out, "Hello, Oflicer!"

The man was taken aback, a look of unexpected surprise in his eyes and brows. Then, his thin lips lifted into a smile, his voice magnetic as he said, "Uncle?"

I was speechless, feeling a bit embarrassed. What I said just now was completely out of instinct. He looked about the same age as me, how could I call him uncle? Even calling him brother might be too much.

For a moment, I was somewhat flustered and managed to say with a thick face, "I'm sorry, when I saw you just now, I instinctively thought of the police officer I met when I was a child. I was momentarily distracted and called out without thinking. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to imply that you look old. On the contrary, you're very young and handsome."

The man laughed, his face of stern justice softened a bit, making him seem more approachable. However, the words he spoke still made people feel quite awkward, "Next time, make up a more believable excuse, this one is quite... lame."

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Alright, he didn't leave me any dignity at all.

With a forced smile, I felt so embarrassed that I wished I could dig a hole and crawl into it.

The man seemed quite calm, nothing out of the ordinary, as he looked at me and asked, "Are you Tabatha Conner?"

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omewhat taken aback, looking up at him with some confusion. How did he know me?

Seeing my reaction, he gave a slight smile and said, "My name is Stanley Burton. I was away for a while and just got back. My mother handled your case."

I hesitated and said, "Your mother is..."

"Hilda!" His voice was faint, devoid of any discernible emotion.

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