Chapter 738 Anger

Chapter 738 Anger

Before long, Lucille's supervisor Kenneth rushed over in a hurry.

He was furious, looking at Lucille. "Tell me, why was there friendly fire?"

Everyone fell silent.

"What, you're all just planning to stay quiet like this?"

Kenneth looked around, told everyone to leave, and kept only Lucille and Johnny behind.

He lowered his voice. "I just want to know, did Keira do it on purpose?"

The two looked at him, neither saying a word, but Kenneth already knew the answer.

He also knew about Keira's situation.

He fell silent too. "Is there any way to smooth this over?"

Lucille knew what Kenneth meant - whether this incident could be classified as friendly fire. If it was intentional, it would be a disaster for the police department.

And an even bigger disaster for Kenneth.

Lucille spoke hesitantly. "It's difficult. There was an eyewitness at the scene."

"She saw it?"

Lucille nodded.

"But she seems to know Victor. I could tell she seemed really worried about Victor. If Victor talks to her, she'll probably listen to him."

Kenneth nodded. "Alright, you handle this. Say the firearm malfunctioned, causing the accidental injury. We'll cover all their subsequent expenses and compensation."

"After Victor wakes up, we'll discuss compensation and try to get him not to pursue this. As for Keira, deal with her as necessary!"

Lucille nodded. She knew this wasn't right, but in this world, many things can't be measured by right and wrong.

Choose the lesser harm between two bad options.

Keira would be punished, and the police department wouldn't lose public trust.

If they enforced the law strictly, it would cause the police to lose credibility.

Kenneth would be removed from his position, and that would cause even greater harm.

As Kenneth was leaving, Keira spoke up. "All responsibility is mine. I accept the punishment. I—"

"Shut up! I'm not your direct supervisor. If you have something to say, tell him. I don't want to hear it! Someone like you deserves to be a cop?"

With that, he turned and left.

Johnny sighed. "I know the reason. I understand why you did it, but I would never do that, because I'm a police officer. I won't say anything more. We're going back tomorrow. As for you, forget it. It's just a shame we haven't solved the 921 case yet."

Keira experienced what it meant to be abandoned by everyone.

Primrose hesitated for a long time, but still ran over to Keira's side.

"I want to ask you a question."

"Go ahead."

"How can you be sure that Victor is definitely the killer? What if you're wrong?"

Keira was silent for a long time, so long that Primrose thought she wouldn't answer.

Keira spoke. "Intuition."

"When Johnny told me about the Felix case, I knew something was off. Although the killer you submitted was Lachlan, Johnny told me that when the case was closed, all the evidence was too coincidental, too perfectly aligned."

"He told me that Lucille is a smart person. She must have noticed something unusual. She must have suspected Victor, but because there was no evidence, plus the pressure was too great, she had to compromise."

"Because she's a smart person."

"Now about the Azure Bay case - the deaths of Doris, Michelle, and Brandon seemed unrelated to him, but these people all died after he arrived."

"They didn't die earlier or later, but right at this time. How could there be such a coincidence in the world?"

"Case after case, all connected to him in countless ways. If he were an ordinary person, would it be like this?"

"Do you believe it or not - if nothing unexpected happens, the dead body is the killer from the 921 case."

"That dagger, I've seen it before. It just appeared on the victim's body. How ridiculous. A case we've been investigating for almost ten years with no leads, and as soon as Victor appears, the real killer in this case just shows up?"

"And conveniently dies? And conveniently holding the murder weapon from eight years ago when he died?"

"So many coincidences coming together - don't you think it's strange?"

Primrose spoke, saying just one sentence. "But we have no evidence."

This sentence completely opened the floodgates of Keira's emotions. She became hysterical.

"I know! I know there's no evidence."

"But what if he's just flawless?"

"Flawless eight years ago, flawless in the Felix case! The cases of Doris, Michelle, and Brandon - all flawless, everything self-consistent, not a single anomaly. All of it flawless. But tell me! Why does every case have his shadow?"

"He's just an ordinary person, he's not a cop! Why is he in every case?"

"If we can never catch him making a mistake, do we just let him stay free forever?"

"He has antisocial personality disorder! He's sick, he won't stop killing! Can you face the spirits of those victims?"

"I'm not wrong! I don't regret it. If I had to do it again, I'd do the same! I want revenge for my parents! Revenge!"

Primrose looked at her. "You're not the Keira I knew anymore. You've gone crazy."

She left.

Keira watched her retreating figure and laughed.

The laughter looked terribly ugly.

Victor had a dream. He dreamed of playing with Robert and Sophia when they were young, dreamed of Alice's smile, dreamed of so many things.

That kind of life was so happy.

But just as he was immersed in these peaceful scenes, the dream suddenly changed. He was holding a weapon, standing in front of bodies.

He woke up suddenly, gasping for air.

"You're finally awake. You scared me to death."

Victor heard crying and looked at Barbara, couldn't help but sigh - it's good to be alive.

Emily was nearby too, crying her eyes out, wanting to hug him but not daring to.

And not far away, there was another woman, also waiting quietly.

It was that woman who had been spying on him.

"Victor? What's wrong? Why aren't you saying anything? Is something wrong? Don't scare me."

Victor gave Barbara a smile. "I'm fine, Mom."

Barbara nodded. "That's good. I'll go get the doctor now."

This brush with death made Victor understand many things.

So what if he was capable and smart?

If that bullet had been a little more off, he might have died!

The diary, the victims' families - he didn't want to deal with any of it anymore.

Now he just wanted to suppress the personality inside him and live his life peacefully.

If he really couldn't control it, then so be it. After all, the other personality was much smarter than him. As long as he didn't interfere, the other personality could handle everything perfectly!

Selfish?

Fine, be selfish.

Just stay alive.

The doctor came to examine him and said Victor was recovering well, wouldn't have any lasting effects, and could fully recover after resting for a while.