Amy and her model, Stephanie, were actually not in this prison, but were secretly transferred to a larger felony prison.
She had heard that that prison only locked vicious people, and how Amy and Stephanie could have been transferred to that kind of prison?
But they were diverted, which clearly meant there was something wrong in there.
Back in the car, Linda's face was still pale, and it took a while before she made a sound, "Violet, you really suspect the result?"
Violet squeezed the steering wheel, "Maybe they took the blame for someone else, and the real prisoners sent them to that kind of prison in order to not want us to see Amy, lest Amy tell the truth."
"Oh my god, that's horrible." Linda couldn't resist rubbing her arms, "Violet, which two do you think the real murderers are, and they are so capable of moving Amy away."
Violet pursed her lips, and only after a few seconds did she reply, "I don't know, but this matter is definitely not finished, I just don't know if the organizer knows about this."
"If it's known, it means the organizers must be on the side of the real murderer." Linda said seriously.
Violet pinched her brow, "No matter what, don't ask the organizer about this matter, in case the organizer really hides it for the real culprit, if we ask, it will anger the organizer, and it's possible for the organizer to give us a hard time."
"So what do we do?" Linda's brow furrowed.
Violet tapped the steering wheel, "We'll check it out privately ourselves, and go find a detective agency later."
She thought the truth would be found out in three months.
Linda nodded, "That's the only way to go, so let's go to the hospital now."
Violet nodded.
They arrived in half an hour.
It wasn't the one Violet had gone to yesterday, but it was still one of the big hospitals over here.
Violet parked the car and went with Linda to the maternity department.
A nurse saw her name and a dark light flashed under her eyes, then made a gesture of invitation, "Lady, please follow me."
"Linda, I'm going in." Violet handed her bag to Linda.
Linda took it and then said, "Go ahead, I'll meet you here."
Violet smiled and followed the nurse to the delivery room.
A doctor was already waiting.
The nurse introduced, "Dr. Pitre, this is Miss Hunt."
Hearing the nurse's words, the doctor raised his eyes, "I see, you can get out."
The nurse turned to go out.
Dr. Pitre gestured for Violet to go lie down on the examination bed.
Violet obediently lay down and fished up the hem of her shirt to reveal her belly.
Dr. Pitre picked up the instrument and placed it on her belly and began to examine it.
Violet looked at the computer, showing the status of her pregnancy.
Because the baby in her belly was still little, not even growing arms and legs and a head.
But Violet looked at it with her heart melting.
That was her baby.
She didn’t know how long it took, but Dr. Pitre's examination was over.
Violet sat up, straightened her clothes, got out of bed and asked, "Doctor, how is my baby?"
She didn't ask if there was something wrong with her baby, she wanted to hear what the doctor had to say.
Dr. Pitre returned to his desk with a slight frown and a somewhat strained expression on his face.
When Violet saw this, her heart thumped, and she couldn't help but grip her hands.
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