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Chapter 104 These days, way too many people were watching Quinlyn. As soon as the send not the resig stepped, Military Base picked her up. The detective team's car followed close behind, but it was will mee After Quinlyn finished sharing every detail of her trip to Brynton and stepped out, she and her squatting tear dur entrance of the base, surrounded by a pile of cigarette butts. "Mr. Youngbodde ralled on deadend over to jum "You're finally back Bennett jumped up, waving away the snake. He looked wrious as he added, "There's degre opinion on." The detective team usually handled their own cases, and unless it was something big, they rarely involved her Quinlys understood this, so she agreed and got in the car with him.

They headed straight to the police station. As they walked in, Quinlyn noticed a familiar face.

"You guys owea wife. You're the reason she's missing, so you need to take responsibility, the man shouted. He was completely drunk, lying on the ground and refusing to move, Bennett shot him a glance and scoffed, "You've beaten your wife and turned her into a psychotic mess, and your child han run away. You regret it now? It's too late for that." The man was Janet's husband, and Quinlyn felt no sympathy for him. After she got out of the car, she headed directly into the second office building.

"A task force has been set up, and I'm the team leader, Bennett said, leading Quinlyn to the third floor. He opened the glass doors to reveal a brand new office with about eight people inside, many of whom she didn't "Bennett, you finally made it back. What took you so long to bring a witness?" a young man, Donny Grove, complained, lounging back with his feet up, his accent clearly from Brynton He looked Quinlyn up and down. "So, this is the kid from that village near the borderlands? Faking it as a rich girl and still pulling it off-quite impressive,” he remarked, his tone filled with sarcasm.

"Shut up. Quinlyn is here to help with the investigation, and she's also the psychological profiler I borrowed from the military," Bennett snapped, giving Donny a disapproving look.

Donny shrugged, muttering, "Whoa, she even got military connections" The others in the office looked indifferent. Quinlyn could feel the hostility directed at her.

"Don't sweat it. They're all top detectives from different regions, brought in to crack this case. They're not bad folks, just a little too full of themselves and haven't found their place yet," Bennett said, glancing at Quinlyn to reassure her But honestly, his words didn't sound super sincere. He believed that she would teach them about humility. Quinlyn simply nodded, not taking it to heart. As she walked closer to the desk, the first thing she noticed was a covered in photos. Most of the images were of beautiful women.

Standing before the board, her gaze focused on one photo. "I remember her." a whiteboard Donny rushed over, grabbing her arm. "Where did you see her? When was it? What was going on? How was she acting?" He fired off questions like bullets. Even his female partner couldn't stand it. "Donny, ease up. You're scaring her she said. Donny took a step back and finally realized it was a ten-year-old. He loosened his grip and said. "Sorry, I was just worried" But before he could pull his arm away, Quinlyn grabbed it. Her hand was cool but strong. She stared at him with her deep 1/3 Chapter 104 eyes, asking. "Are you her family? Instantly, the office fell silent Donny couldn't hold back any longer. He shook off the female colleague and tightly grasped Quinlyn's shoulder pleading "Did she mention me? What did she say?" Worried that Donny might hurt Quinlyn in his emotional state, Bennett stepped forward to pull him away.

But Quinlyn didn't resist. Instead, she reached up and gently touched Donny's face, a hint of nostalgia in her eyes. "I haven't spoken to her, but you look a lot like her" Everyone stood there, dumbfounded. They kept glancing back and forth between the photo and Donny-there was hardly any resemblance at all.

"Alright, Donny, you're just slowing us down. Trust me. Now that Quinlyn said she'd seen your sister, she can definitely help us find sclues, Bennett stepped in He dragged Donny aside and directed Quinlyn to the table, pushing a pile of files over to her. "Over the past decade there've been a bunch of missing person cases-all the victims were young, single women.

"At first, we thought they were either killed or smuggled abroad, but recently, we found a victim by accident in a village. She was six months pregnant and had given birth to seven children. Unfortunately, she ended her life while being escorted back" Bennett spoke quickly, feeling so frustrated he wanted a cigarette. As he turned his head, he caught the subtle looks on his colleagues' faces. Right away, he got what they were thinking.

He shook his head with a smile and said, "Don't worry. What you've seen might be nothing compared to what Quinlyn's been through." The elite team, which had ctogether temporarily, looked doubtful. They thought it wasn't reliable to have a ten-year- old solve a case and started to question Bennett's judgment.

However, his outstanding performance over the past few months had been hard to ignore; he had achieved results no one else could match.

Because of the earlier , the team patiently waited for Quinlyn to finish reviewing the documents. They expected it to take a while, but she read quickly and finished in under ten minutes.

Afterward, she frowned and focused on a piece of information. The woman in the photo looked young and full of life. smiling brightly. She was wearing a crisp white shirt, like she'd just graduated from college. Her nwas Nancy Grove- what a pretty name.

Noticing her staring at the picture for too long, Donny spoke up from the side, "Uh, that's my sister. His voice trembled, and he wanted to ask something.

But before he could start, Quinlyn nodded and said, "I've seen her in our village.

Her words were like a shot of adrenaline, prompting the team to reorganize the whiteboard to analyze Nancy's information.

Quinlyn continued. "Five years ago, she was brought to the village by Henry in a mule cart, wearing a wedding veil. Everyone said she was from somewhere else.

"Henry kept Nancy locked up. The villagers said she was too beautiful and might cheat on him, claiming she lived a happy life without work.

"But each tI visited, she was just sitting on the bed, looking out the window. Even when I brought her food, she wouldn't take it.

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"Later, Henry started drinking heavily, saying he was upset because Nancy couldn't have children. Pfigured she was unhappy too, so I went to the hills to pick flowers for her.

"But when I got to Henry's place, I found Nancy on the ground, covered in blood. Henry had beaten her to O.

death. The villagers said it wasn't a big deal, and they just dumped Nancy's body in the hills? Quinlyn laid out the whole story clearly, her innocent voice so calm that it felt almost cerie, making the victim's life seem crueler.

Donny couldn't take it anymore. He slammed his hands on the table and stood up, tears streaming down his face.

He shouted at Quinlyn, "Do you people have any humanity left? She's a living person, not an animal. How could you treat her this way? She had just graduated from college and was looking for work. But she never cback. You... Donny completely lost it. He collapsed to the floor, his six-foot frcurling up into a ball.

Quinlyn stared at him blankly, and suddenly, tears began to fall from her big eyes.

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