Exposing the Charade of Deep Affection (PDF) novel Chapter 390

Chapter 390 Daniel was Ezra! 

Captain Lucas was wheeled out covered in a white sheet, almost everyone in the police station had rushed over. They somberly took Captain Lucas away, Stanley remained silent the whole time. A police officer approached him and spoke to him, he just nodded blankly. 

An hour ago, a person who was very much alive, disappeared in an instant. 

I didn’t know how much time had passed, everyone had left, and I was freezing cold. A police officer reminded me, “Miss, you should go home and change into some clean clothes to avoid catching a cold.” 

I blankly watched as she nodded, thanked me, and by the time I came to my senses, there was hardly anyone around. Stanley had gone to take care of Captain Lucas’s body 

Originally, the police intended to take me to the station for 

questioning, but seeing that I was not in a good condition, they temporarily decided not to take me. Instead, one officer escorted me home. 

Looking at the unfamiliar police officer beside me, I told him to go about his own business first, as I could go back on my own. He was originally worried, but couldn’t stand my repeated rejections, so he had no choice but to give up. 

Left first. 

Sitting on the rest chair in the corridor, I looked at the leather bag left by Captain Lucas, looked at that familiar photo, and unconsciously thought of the two words he said when he was dying, yichen. 

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Daniel! 

Why did Captain Lucas call out this name before he died? The 

information clearly stated that the buzz-cut man was under Ezra, so why was he connected with Daniel? 

Could it be… 

Daniel was Ezra! 

A few months ago, a car accident, disfigured, disfigured! 

Thinking of this, I couldn’t help but recall when Ezra was in Chesterburg. That day, he was on a ship being devoured by a massive fire. I had seen large burn marks on Daniel’s leg, and he had also mentioned that his face had been injured before. 

The more I thought about it, the more I became convinced that Daniel and Ezra were the same person. Suddenly, I couldn’t help but shiver. 

If Daniel and Ezra were the same person, was his eagerness to kill Captain Lucas because Captain Lucas had already discovered him? So he was eager to silence him? 

I fumbled for my phone in my bag. The soaked clothes and the originally cold weather made me stiff all over, my hands had already lost sensation. 

Clumsily, I fumbled for Walter’s number, it took me several attempts before I managed to dial it. The phone rang for a long time, but there was no response. 

It was already eight o’clock in the evening, the most bustling time of New Year’s Eve. Outside, the fireworks and firecrackers were almost non-stop, creating a lively atmosphere that was completely at odds with the quietness here. 

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Unable to reach him by phone, I didn’t have time to think. I got up, dragging my numb body, preparing to go to the Hinton family’s old house to find him. Captain Lucas was dead, next would be me and Walter. I didn’t know what Ezra was planning to do, but I knew, given his level of madness, he wouldn’t let us go. 

Outside the gate of the Hinton family, I got out of the taxi, still feeling dazed. After paying, the driver, noticing my condition, kindly asked, “Miss, are you alright?” 

I shook my head, waiting for his car to drive away before I realized just how disheveled I was at that moment. Captain Lucas’s blood and the cold rain had soaked most of my clothes, a sight that was hard not to overthink. 

Looking up at the gate of the Hinton family, on New Year’s Eve, the Hinton family, as in previous years, had posted festive and auspicious couplets. The entrance was littered with fragments of firecrackers, all of which showed the liveliness here. 

Such as I was, entering would disrupt this celebration, wouldn’t it? I hesitated. Walter should have been talking with the old lady at that time. It was a day of reunion. I shouldn’t have entered like that. 

Thinking of this, I withdrew my hand, gripped the phone in my hand, and called Walter again. Fortunately, this time, the call was answered. 

From the other end came the man’s gentle and pleasant voice, “Good health on New Year’s Eve.”