Chapter 459: Money Makes the Mare Go
The man’s expression was calm and assured, with complete certainty.
"The answer is right here."
The forensic scientist was momentarily stunned, completely unable to understand where Adrian Law’s confidence came from.
"Eldest Young Master Law, are you pulling our leg again? What makes you say that looking at the victim pouring cappuccino on Eldest Miss Vaughn is the real answer? Is there something unusual here?"
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The forensic scientist felt as if he was in a fog, while Cecilia Vaughn quickly grasped the key point as she gazed at the man’s handsome and clear-cut face.
"That’s right, the woman who framed me probably wasn’t watching me all the time. She would never have thought that Chloe Alden spilling coffee on me actually saved my life."
Thinking of the impending clearing of her name, Cecilia Vaughn was so excited that she held Adrian Law’s hand tightly, her eyes gleaming with light, nearly bringing her to tears.
"Adrian, how are you so smart? It’s a pity you don’t go into criminal investigation."
The many professional police officers before had overlooked this most fatal key point, yet Adrian Law had already grasped the situation when he came to watch the surveillance with her, while she was still lost in how to exonerate herself.
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Adrian Law watched his little wife’s excited face and slowly bowed his head, placing a light kiss on Cecilia Vaughn’s lustrous hair.
"We can only say that even the wise can miss something, can’t we?"
This time, Cecilia Vaughn was lucky; fate gave her a chance to escape this wrongful accusation.
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"???"
"What are you talking about? How does this prove Miss Vaughn’s innocence?"
The forensic scientist looked dumbfounded at Cecilia Vaughn and Adrian Law, clearly not knowing why the two were so happy.
Cecilia Vaughn saw that the forensic scientist was still in a daze, and she chuckled softly, gently pointing to the scene where Chloe Alden spilled coffee on her.
"Forensic Scientist, look at my skirt hem. At that time, because I wasn’t quick enough to dodge, the cold cappuccino splashed onto my skirt. Although the video resolution isn’t high, if you zoom in, you should see a large stain on the lower right corner of my skirt."
"But then look at the woman who appeared afterwards..."
Cecilia Vaughn showed a cold smile as she gazed indifferently at the faceless woman, finally letting her eyes move slowly down to the woman’s skirt.
"Her skirt, on a cursory glance, her lower right skirt hem is clean, with no stains. Clearly, this woman isn’t me."
"I don’t have a second identical skirt; if you don’t believe me, you can squat down and carefully examine my skirt. It indeed has a cappuccino stain."
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The forensic scientist was taken aback.
The truth, so simple?
He couldn’t believe it, and according to Cecilia Vaughn’s hint, he squatted to look at her skirt. Indeed, there was a large cappuccino stain.
Adrian Law saw the potbellied middle-aged foreign man half-kneeling in front of his wife, serious yet reminiscent of a knight guarding a queen.
Adrian Law’s eyes flashed with a hint of cold light.
"Have you seen enough?"
The man wore a sullen face, pulling Cecilia Vaughn into his arms with possessiveness, stealing a kiss on her cheek.
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Why did he feel shunned, and fed with dog food? What’s going on?
The forensic scientist looked helpless, shaking his head in disbelief.
"Aren’t Veridia people supposed to be reserved and polite? Is this how you treat foreign friends? I haven’t looked closely enough yet."
Adrian Law let out a cold snort.
"I say no more looking, then no more looking."
"..."
Cecilia Vaughn chuckled, shooting Adrian Law a playful glance. Why was her husband so perfect in every way, yet occasionally as childish as a three-year-old?
The scene looked just like a small boy protecting his beloved toy from being taken away.
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Cecilia Vaughn found herself even more amused by her imagination.
Remembering it was a murder case, Cecilia Vaughn gave a slight cough, letting her gaze grow serious again.
"Forensic Scientist, the Vesperia Criminal Investigation Bureau surely has better equipment than here to enhance the clarity of the surveillance footage. Then, you’ll be able to more easily identify that the woman who came later wasn’t me."
"Okay."
The potbellied blonde forensic scientist nodded solemnly. Recalling his previous disrespectful words to Cecilia Vaughn, he hesitated for three seconds, ultimately bowing deeply in front of her.
"Miss Cecilia Vaughn, please forgive my previous one-sided misunderstanding. I shouldn’t have so hastily judged you as guilty."
Cecilia Vaughn nodded forgivingly, gesturing for him to rise.
"It’s alright, I can understand how seeing this murder case affects you, after all, that person disguised themselves too well from physique to clothes, making the misunderstanding natural."
Cecilia Vaughn spoke as her expression turned serious again.
"But as legal personnel, I think you understand better than I the misfortune a wrongful conviction brings. For an innocent convict, it might cost them decades or even their life to atone, so verdicts must be based on solid evidence, neither wronging an innocent nor letting a villain go."
Recalling the three years of unfortunate imprisonment in Veridia, Cecilia Vaughn’s eyes dimmed, a heat inexplicably welling up from her eyes.
No one understood better than she the pain of being imprisoned innocently.
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"Yes, you’re right, Miss Vaughn."
The Vesperian forensic scientist felt increasingly ashamed after hearing Cecilia Vaughn’s words.
"Let’s do this, I’ll make a copy of the footage for the two of you. If there is any progress in the case, we’ll contact you. Since the other party wants to frame Miss Vaughn, it shows they’re plotting something big. For your safety, I also hope you can provide me with more effective clues."
He could see that this Mr. Law and Cecilia Vaughn both thought faster than ordinary people, and Cecilia also mentioned the skirt was a limited edition. Perhaps whether the real culprit could be caught depended on these clues.
"Alright," Cecilia Vaughn nodded. "That’s a duty we cannot shirk."
After thinking it over, Cecilia Vaughn reported the female server she had glimpsed, who looked like Katherine North, to the police, providing them with a basic sketch, hoping it would speed up the case.
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A disaster averted, dissipating into thin air.
The next morning, the guests on the cruise ship were wide-eyed with shock when the Vesperian police announced Cecilia Vaughn’s innocence.
"Wow, could it be that even the Vesperian police can be bribed?"
"Tsk tsk, money can move even the devils!"
Seeing those people’s ugly expressions, Cecilia Vaughn furrowed her delicate brows, while the Vesperian police played the surveillance footage for everyone, proving Cecilia Vaughn’s innocence due to suspect apprehension considerations.
However, there were still no leads on the highly suspected female server.
Cecilia Vaughn had a headache thinking about it and eventually approached Fiona Vaughn.
"Fiona Vaughn, do you know where Katherine North went after she dropped out?"