"Well ......" Fraser froze for a moment.
It was really true, if it was just a random shot, it would have been deleted later.
Why did they still keep it for eighteen years and finally send it to Stanley?
"Do you remember what the hacker who authenticated that video said?" Stanley asked again.
Fraser nodded, "Yes."
Stanley muttered, "There was no editing in that video, it was the way it was shot that made two red
cars, it looked like there was only one, that's why he thought Lily hit it, and the video was taken by this
little girl. She looks like she's only about ten years old, does she have this ability?"
Fraser understood and his eyes widened, "Mr. Murphy, you mean that this girl, too, is one of the
members that Sam paid to kill your parents?"
Stanley did not deny it.
"But how is that possible?" Fraser had an odd expression, obviously somewhat reluctant to believe it,
"How old is she, how could ......"
"Did you see Violet's reaction then?" Stanley interrupted him.
Fraser froze.
Stanley spoke in a cold voice, "Violet saw the scene of the car accident and was greatly frightened, this
is how a normal little girl should react, but look at this girl, she didn't look frightened at all, instead she
still managed to film calmly, do you really think that she is a simple little girl?"
"......" Fraser was completely speechless.
Stanley pursed out cold words, "This little girl is indeed a member involved in the killing of my parents,
but not from Sam. I asked Sam, and he did not send anyone to the roadside to shoot, for it did not
make sense to him, so this little girl ......"
"From the second murderer." Fraser understood instantly.
Stanley nodded, "That's right, the person who sent me the video might be the second murderer."
"So Mr. Murphy, you want to find this little girl and the second murderer behind her?" Fraser looked at
him.
Stanley nodded, "Yeah."
"I got it, I'm going to go to Tora." Fraser finished speaking and turned around to leave.
Stanley sat alone in his study, looking at the evidential materials on his desk for a long time before he
got up to leave.
Back in his room, he dialed Violet's number.
Violet's yawning voice came, "Morning."
"Woke you up?" Stanley's icy frown finally melted away the moment he heard her voice.
Violet shook her head and sat up from the bed, "No, I'm almost up too, you're calling me now to tell me
about the will?"
Stanley smiled lightly, "Yes."
"Did you find the will?" Violet asked.
Stanley pursed his lips and said, "Yes."
"Is that incriminating evidence about Sam?"
"Yes." Stanley nodded.
Violet gripped her phone happily, "Great, congratulations, Stanley, when are you planning to turn him
in?"
"Tomorrow." Stanley replied.
He no longer allowed Sam to get away with it.
Violet was supportive of him, "Good, let's settle things early and avenge your parents."
"I know." Stanley answered.
Violet talked to him for about an hour before a maid came up and knocked on the door, saying that
breakfast was ready.
Stanley heard it too, so he told her to go eat breakfast while he hung up the phone.
This night, he stayed up all night.
Maybe it was too much excitement because of the evidence found.
Maybe it was because there was a second killer yet to be found, that was why he could not fall asleep.
So much so that the next morning, Stanley came downstairs in a tired state, with two dark circles under
his eyes.
"Mr. Murphy." Fraser came over.
Stanley put down his coffee.
Fraser handed over the document in his hand, "This is the purchase record given by Tora eighteen
years ago."
Stanley reached out and picked it up, it was about five or six pages long.
He flipped through them one by one.
But there were so many people up there.
For a moment, he couldn't find out if the little girl's name was on it.
It may or may not be there.
After all, the little girl eighteen years ago was only about ten years old, even if her identity was not
simple, she did not necessarily have that much money to buy it.
It was also possible that the phone was bought for her by an adult, so her name wasn’t in this list.
"How's the investigation about my parents' connections?" Stanley asked as he put down the document.
Fraser responded, "I almost have it done, I have checked them all, that's why I took a lot of time."
Stanley lifted his chin, "When you find out, compare it to this list."
Since he could not find the little girl, he had to use the elimination method.
Just figure out his parents' connections and compare them to this list, and if anyone on the list knew his
parents, it would be easier.
And then from those, find girls about the same age.
In that case, it was possible to find the little girl.
Fraser nodded, "I know, there's one more thing."
"Yes?" Stanley handed the list to Fraser.
Fraser took it and replied, "I've already had someone get Nate's DNA sample."
Stanley sipped his coffee, "Where did you find him?"
"In an apartment under Eason's name." Fraser replied, gloating, "Eason thought that Nate was really
Talia's distant cousin, and with Talia's urging, he temporarily lent the apartment to Nate."
If Eason knew that the person living in his house was not some cousin, but the person who cuckolded
him, he might die on the spot.
And Talia was bold enough to not only dare to bring the child back, but even Nate dared to show up in
front of her husband.
"Got it, there's no need to keep an eye on Nate. When Phoebe's hair arrives, send it for identification."
Stanley ordered indifferently.
Fraser responded, "Ok."
"Come up with me." At that moment, Stanley put down his coffee cup and stood up.
Knowing that the next thing was the main event, Fraser followed him upstairs with a serious face.
The two men came to the study.
Stanley gave him the evidence from last night, "Send it to the police station so that Sam can be
arrested."
"Yes." Fraser took the evidence with both hands, and then was to put it into the file bag.
Suddenly, he saw a very strange piece of information.
"What is this?" Fraser held out the sheet of document, "Mr. Murphy, this isn't incriminating evidence
about Sam."
Stanley wrinkled his eyebrows in suspicion, reached out and took the sheet of document, and at a
glance, it was a share transfer, the transferor was his mother, and the transferee, was Ivan!
Stanley's eyes narrowed instantly, "Where did you see that?"
"It's inside the related vehicle identification." Fraser replied.
Stanley's thin lips pursed into a straight line.
He read it last night the vehicle identification, but didn't finish it. He only went through it causually.
"Mr. Murphy, the shares on this are owned by Axy Real Estate." Fraser looked at Stanley in surprise.
Stanley's eyes were deep.
He certainly saw that it was the Axy Real Estate.
Axy Real Estate, his grandfather's gift to his mother when she got married, was not a particularly large
real estate company.
Although it born the name of a real estate company, what was actually did was mostly renovation
business.
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