Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot

Chapter 673: 222: Important Evidence (Revision 2)
 

Upon hearing this, Ling frowned slightly.

If Viola Thompson’s assumption was correct, then the real murder weapon must have been thrown into one of the three garbage rooms.

…

Imperial Court Apartments belongs to the upscale affluent district.

However, after the garbage in the garbage room is recycled, it will be taken to the garbage processing station.

The garbage at the processing station is cleared once a week.

Today happens to be the sixth day.

Upon learning this information, Ling immediately took the team members to the garbage processing station to search for the murder weapon.

Viola was also there.

She sat there quietly, although her posture was casual, she exuded a powerful aura from her body.

“Ling,” team member Amelia whispered, leaning in close to Ling.

Ling, who had barely slept all night in order to investigate the case, was physically and mentally exhausted. She leaned back in the seat with her eyes closed and replied, “What is it?”

“If Miss Thompson’s assumption is wrong, aren’t we just wasting half a day?”

Not to mention.

The garbage station in summer has a very unpleasant smell.

Just thinking about having to search through the garbage at the garbage station made Amelia feel nauseous.

“We won’t miss any details in our investigation, as long as it’s a reasonable hypothesis, we will follow this lead. Goldrick, you’ve been interning with our team for a while now, don’t you even have this level of awareness?”

“I understand, Ling.”

It wasn’t long before the police car arrived at the garbage processing station.

The processing station was much larger than they had imagined.

Because it was summer, there were swarms of flies and mosquitoes with a constant buzzing sound.

The distinct smell of rotting garbage pierced their nostrils, causing goosebumps.

Amelia glanced at Viola.

With just a casual remark, Viola had successfully made their entire team come and sift through the garbage.

As for herself, she was taking it easy, not having to do anything but talk.

Amelia was speechless. If Viola had any evidence that the real murder weapon was actually at the garbage station, then it would be understandable.

Unfortunately, all of this was just Viola’s speculation.

Moreover, the garbage station was so huge, when would they be able to find what they were looking for and finish?

At that moment.

Ling took out masks, protective gear, and rubber gloves for everyone.

Viola put on her mask and gloves, and then slipped into her blue protective suit.

She didn’t tie her hair up today, and her long strands hung behind her like a waterfall. While

they looked beautiful, they didn’t seem practical for working.

Amelia frowned slightly.

Viola sure knew how to put on a show.

She didn’t believe for a second that Viola, a wealthy heiress, would search through the garbage with them!

It was just unthinkable.

At that moment, she turned to Ling and asked, “Officer Kim, could I borrow your pen, please?”

“Sure.”

Taking the pen from Ling, Viola held it in her left hand while gathering her hair with her right. In no time, she transformed the ordinary pen into a hairpin, fastening her hair up neatly, revealing her slim, swan-like neck.

Elegant and noble.

Ling smiled and said, “Miss Thompson, you have very nimble hands.”

“It’s actually very simple,” replied Viola.

Following the instructions of the garbage station’s staff, they began searching through the rubbish. To Amelia’s surprise, Viola wasn’t just standing by talking; she was bending down and rummaging through the garbage like everyone else.

Although the smell was strong, Viola didn’t even furrow her brow.

It was surprising.

Viola.

She seemed very different from the rich heiresses Amelia had in her mind.

Suddenly.

It grew dark.

Despite searching the garbage for several hours, the dozen or so people still found nothing.

Exhausted, Amelia collapsed on the ground, unwilling to care about the filth. She took a big gulp from the water bottle handed to her by a colleague, without even washing her hands first, and complained, “When will we ever find it? Ling trusts Young Miss Thompson Family way too much; just because she said it, we had to search until now!”

Her colleague replied, his face full of fatigue, “Who knows!”

At this moment.

A sudden exclamation came from the crowd.

“I found it! I found it!”

Upon hearing this, Amelia and her colleague exchanged a look and rushed over.

Ling and Viola also set down what they were doing and walked over.

Luke was holding a bag, excitedly proclaiming, “I found it, and there’s a kitchen knife inside!”

Nobody expected that they would actually find the kitchen knife at the garbage station, including Amelia.

Ling took the bag.

Inside, there was indeed a kitchen knife.

It was the same type as the bloodstained kitchen knife currently held at the police station.

The kitchen knife seemed to have been washed, with no traces of blood, and was wrapped in a white shopping bag.

The shopping bag even had a brand logo printed on it.

Ling and the others immediately took the kitchen knife back to the police station for identification.

After comparing the knife’s edge to the victim’s wound, it was confirmed that the real murder weapon was indeed the kitchen knife found at the garbage station.

But this couldn’t alleviate the suspicion surrounding Edward Thompson.

That’s because no fingerprints could be found on the kitchen knife.

This showed.

How cautious the murderer was, even after discarding the real murder weapon, not forgetting to clean up all traces.

Ling glanced at her assistant, handed her the shopping bag, and instructed, “Check if Sylvia Thompson and Afra Gracen, who live with James, have recently purchased anything from this brand.”

Unable to find fingerprints, they could only search for clues on the shopping bag.

“Understood.”

With that, Ling turned to Viola and said, “Since the murder weapon has been cleaned, the murderer must have left traces in the kitchen or the bathroom of the perpetrator’s home…Miss Thompson, should we go to the crime scene now?”

At this point, she fully trusted Viola.

“Alright.”

They quickly arrived at the Imperial Court Apartments.

Since it was a single-apartment per floor building, the entire thirty floors were sealed off with police tape.

As soon as they walked out of the elevator,

They saw a figure hastily emerging from Room 3001.

With hurried footsteps.

“Who!” Ling instinctively reached for her gun at her waist, “Stop right there!”