Chapter 743: Conclusion of Case 921

As time passed, Victor's body slowly healed.

Zara, for some reason, never came to see him again.

And with the closure of the 921 case, he was completely free.

You could say that his recent days in the hospital were his most relaxed days ever.

No murder cases, no scheming and plotting.

Every day eating meals Barbara made herself, listening to Emily's endless chatter—this kind of life was very comfortable.

But within this comfort, something seemed to be missing—some excitement.

Soon, half a month passed, and Victor went back home.

Although Barbara strongly insisted Victor return to her house, he still chose to go back to his own place.

After all, it was time to let Emily experience what it was like to take care of a patient.

Emily had been talking about it for a long time.

He naturally wanted to satisfy her wish.

Emily was thrilled about this.

On the day he was discharged, it started snowing outside.

Winter had arrived.

Victor breathed out, feeling like his respiratory tract was freezing.

Barbara and Blake dropped Emily and Victor off at the entrance of the residential complex before leaving, which was what Victor had requested.

The complex had an elevator and a special accessible pathway, so there was no need to worry about the awkward situation of Emily not being able to push him up.

After the car drove away, Victor revealed his real purpose. "Emily, I'm craving a burger. How about we go try that place across from the company?"

Emily was a bit puzzled, but still nodded. "Okay, whatever you want to eat, I'll take you there."

Then the two of them went to the burger shop. After Emily ordered, they sat by the window.

Soon the food was brought over. Victor picked up his burger, and underneath was a note. Seeing the note, he looked up and scanned the surroundings, then quietly put the note away.

Emily was playing on her phone and didn't notice his action.

Victor came here mainly to see if Zara was around.

It wasn't that he had really fallen for her, but rather he was curious about her appearance and disappearance—it felt like she had deliberately approached him.

As it turned out, Zara really was problematic.

Logically, during this time when Victor was in the hospital, Zara should still be working here, but now she was gone.

However, with Emily there, he couldn't ask the staff, so he'd have to come back another time to inquire.

Back home, Victor opened the note. It had an address written on it.

'45 Starlight Avenue.' He could be certain this note was left specifically for him, but by whom?

And what was this person's purpose?

Victor had no idea.

"Lucille, three people have gone missing."

Marc ran into Lucille's office.

Lucille had been enjoying the joy of her promotion, but hearing him say this, her expression immediately fell.

With the 921 case solved, it was a major achievement.

Recently everything had been smooth sailing—she'd never had it this easy.

And before she could even start enjoying it, something else happened.

"What's the situation?"

"The missing persons are three women. Two of them were living with their boyfriends, and one was at home. According to their families, they haven't been found for two days."

Lucille nodded. Young people these days liked to go out and have fun, sometimes staying at friends' houses for a couple days without calling their families—that was normal.

But for families to not contact them for two days was quite odd.

As the girls' boyfriends, shouldn't they be suspicious if their girlfriends hadn't come home for two days?

"What exactly happened?"

Marc took a breath. "Lucille, they're here at the station. Why don't we go listen?"

Lucille nodded. When they arrived, she could clearly see the crowd was divided into three groups.

One had only a man; another had a man and some young people, probably friends.

The last one was a whole family—seven or eight people.

Lucille quickly took control of the situation. "Everyone quiet down. Let's start with you. Tell me exactly what happened."

Lucille pointed to the man who had come alone.

The man nodded. "About half a month ago, my girlfriend told me her company was sending her out of town for training, for about half a month."

"When she told me, she was already in the company-arranged car."

"I didn't think much of it at the time, and we chatted at night. Until two days ago, she suddenly went completely silent. I thought at the time she must be working overtime at the company, too busy to reply."

"Early this morning I called her, and no one answered. Then I contacted her friends, and they all said they hadn't seen her. I realized something might have happened to her, so I rushed over here."

After the man finished, a man from the other young group nodded. "I'm in the same situation, pretty much like him. At first my girlfriend was still messaging me, then later she stopped contacting me."

Then Lucille looked at the large family, and a middle-aged man spoke up. "My daughter's situation is the same as theirs, except I video-called with my daughter. At the time, although she said the same thing, her expression seemed very troubled. I asked her what was wrong, but she wouldn't say and hung up in a hurry."

"We video-called a few more times after that, and then until last night there was no contact. I was worried something happened, so I came to report it today."

Lucille frowned and looked at them. "Do you know each other? Or rather, your daughter and your two girlfriends—do the three of them know each other?"

The three parties looked at each other, then shook their heads.

Lucille rubbed her forehead. "After you finish giving your statements, you can go home and wait for news. We'll notify you immediately if there's any information. Oh, and please explain in detail where and when you last saw them."

After Lucille finished speaking, she returned to her office and arranged for personnel.

Early the next morning, Emily went to school.

Victor went downstairs in his wheelchair.

He came to the burger shop. There was a help wanted sign for a front desk position hanging on the shop's glass window.

The shop was on a rotating day off today, with only one girl at the front desk. The manager wasn't in the shop.

Victor approached the girl. "Hello, did a girl named Zara quit working here? Can I ask why she left?"

The girl looked at Victor strangely. "Why are you asking about this?"

"Don't misunderstand. I have a relative who wants to find a job. She doesn't have much education, and I haven't been able to find anything suitable. I heard you were hiring, so I came to ask for her."

The girl found this even stranger. "Then why don't you just ask me directly? Why ask about her?"

"This relative of mine is coming to the big city for the first time. I need to look after her properly, or people will talk. That's why I wanted to ask about the real reason Zara quit."

The girl became more suspicious. "Wait, I remember you. Aren't you the one who came to meet Zara for a date that day? Made our manager furious."

Then, with a knowing look on her face, she said, "Did she dump you? Is that why you came here asking about her?"