At twelve o'clock in the evening, the two of them changed shifts.

David rests.

Luke looked out the window. It was pitch dark and the manor was so large that it would be difficult to detect someone trying to sneak in.

I don’t know how much time passed, but I heard a faint cry.

"Woooo..."

The crying sound was very suppressed, rising and falling, like a woman and a child.

The desolate feeling was exactly the same as the sound he heard in the cave.

Luke looked out the window at the manor. It was pitch black everywhere, and he couldn't see anything unusual. He began to check the weapons.

David didn't know whether he heard the sound of a pistol being loaded or was awakened by the sound of crying. He rubbed his face with his hands, got out of the car, changed his equipment in the trunk, and threw Luke a set of body armor.

Luke put on a bulletproof vest. Although he had a bulletproof card, that card was used to save his life at critical moments. Who knows if he can draw it next time, so save it if you can.

The two people made proper gestures, holding a strong flashlight in their left hand and a gun in their right hand, heading towards the manor on the left and right, but they did not turn on the strong flashlight for the time being.

Walking to the wall, Luke looked into the manor. The manor was overgrown with weeds, and it was difficult to detect someone lying on the ground. What's more, there was a hole in the ground where the other party could sneak into the hole at any time.

Now that they knew the suspect might be near the cave, Luke and the two simply didn't turn on the lights, climbed over the stone wall, and crawled toward the cave quietly.

Sure enough, the crying sound got louder as he moved forward.

David in front suddenly waved his hand to signal Luke to stop, as if he had discovered something.

Then, David suddenly turned on the bright flashlight.

"Ah!" Someone screamed in the distance.

Luke stood up and saw the figure illuminated by a strong flashlight, holding a loudspeaker in his hand.

The other party was dazzled and could not see anything for the time being. Luke also turned on the strong flashlight and ran forward with his waist crouched.

"lapd, lie on the ground, hold your head in your hands, don't move!"

David also rushed up and shined a bright flashlight around to see if there was anyone else.

Luke rushed forward, subdued the man holding the loudspeaker, and cuffed his hands from behind.

This is a middle-aged man, who looks to be in his fifties, tall, somewhat thin, and with meticulously groomed hair.

Luke asked, "Do you have any accomplices?"

"No, I'm not a bad person."

"Who are you?"

"Hans Miller. This is my home, and I am the owner of the manor."

"Are you Anna's husband?"

The man was a little surprised, "Yes, do you know my wife?"

Luke looked at the man's appearance. He had seen a photo of Hans Miller. However, that photo was from twenty years ago. He had aged a lot after the baptism of time, but his facial features had not changed. It was indeed Hans Miller.

S. Miller himself.

"what are you doing here?"

"I miss my wife and children, come back and see them."

Luke kicked the loudspeaker next to him, "That's how you see them. There have been rumors of hauntings in the manor, so it's you who started it."

Hans Miller showed a stubborn look, "I didn't hurt anyone."

"If you don't say anything, we will take you back to the police station and wait until the matter is clarified to see if the neighbors will sue you?"

"No, let me tell you." Hans Miller sighed, "Twenty years ago, my business had some problems and I was busy working all day, which caused problems in the relationship between my wife and me.

Later, my wife and children disappeared, and my family’s belongings, cash, jewelry, and paintings were taken away...

My world was shattered, I had no intention of doing business, and I was completely bankrupt.

My manor, our home... were also taken away by the bank.

There are memories of our family here. I always hope that my family can come back...

Even if it is for them, I will keep this manor.

In order to prevent the manor from being auctioned off, I used this method."

David put away the gun, "I can understand your mood, but this is not a glorious method."

"I know that I have been working hard to make money to redeem this manor from the bank. I have never given up and will never..." After Hans finished speaking, he seemed to have remembered something.

"Why are you here? Did someone call the police?"

"No, we are here to investigate the case of your wife and children. We also tried to contact you, but you have changed your mobile phone number." Luke helped him open the handcuffs.

"In order to find my wife and children, I kept that mobile phone number for ten years, but the greater my expectations in the past ten years, the greater my disappointment...Creditors would collect debts every day.

I suffered from severe depression and the doctor suggested that I change my mobile phone number.

Why are they investigating my wife's case again? Didn't the police give up the investigation? If there hadn't been any clues for so many years, I wouldn't be completely disappointed.

Twenty years, a full twenty years.

Do you know how I have lived these twenty years?"

"We are from the Los Angeles Police Department. We just discovered new clues in the case two days ago. The city police decided to restart the investigation into the 'Disappearance of Tyerson Manor' case. We are looking for you and hope that you can help solve the case."

"Did you find any new clues? No one is more familiar with this case than me."

Luke pondered for a moment, "We found the red Ford Focus... and two bodies."

"What? My wife and child are dead? Is that what you mean?"

"We just found two bodies in the car, and the DNA test results haven't come out yet."

"Nonono, no, it's definitely wrong. It's not two people, it's three people. You made a mistake. Those are not their bodies. I don't believe it...it can't be.

I've been waiting for so many years..." Hans couldn't help crying.

Luke didn't stop him. He could cry as much as he wanted. He didn't know how to persuade her.

Maybe it would be better to cry.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Hans cried loudly, which was even shriller than the cry from the loudspeaker just now.

It is estimated that tomorrow someone will shout that the manor is haunted.

After a long time, Hans stopped crying and said, "Where is it? Where is the body? I want to see them. I want to see them now..."

"Los Angeles Police Department."

"You just said there were two corpses? Whose corpses are they?"

"The skeleton of a woman in her thirties and the skeleton of a boy in his teens. They died twenty years ago."

"Where is my daughter? Where is Lily? Where is she?"

"It's not clear yet. We are here to investigate the case clearly, collect more clues, and strive to catch the murderer as soon as possible and find your daughter."

"Are you sure my daughter is still alive?"

"cannot."

"Does your daughter have any characteristics?"

"I have a photo of her when she was a child, and I always carry it with me." Hans took out his wallet from his pocket and handed the photo inside to Luke.

It's a photo of a family of four.

Luke did not take away the photo, but took a photo and returned the photo to Hans.

"Thank you." Hans took the photo, touched it gently with his hand, and carefully put it back into his bag.

"Is there anything else you need my help with?"

"Of course, I want to ask you to identify a few people." Luke took out Cole's sketch and photo, "Do you know him?"

"He..." Hans looked at it for a while, with an angry look on his face, "I know the driver Cole, who turned into ashes. He was the one who killed my wife and children. That's him."

"Don't get excited yet, we are already looking for him."

Luke took out photos of Tony and Lawn again. Hans looked at them carefully, but he didn't recognize them.

Luke asked, "Your family's estate is so big, don't you hire anyone else except Cole as the driver?"

"We did employ a lot of people in the past, including servants, gardeners, and chefs, but then my business ran into problems. In order to reduce unnecessary expenses, we laid them off one after another.

I didn’t want to do this either, but...it was really difficult at the time.”

"Do you remember the names of the manor's servants?"

"Cindy Botu, Xie Ni Cabin..."

Luke wrote down the names and compared them with the names in the file.

After finishing the transcript, Hans Miller said goodbye to Luke and the two of them and rushed to Los Angeles.

He has waited too long...
Chapter completed!