Chapter 965 Collapse

"Mr. Pinkerton, Mr. Grayson, aliens like me will inevitably suffer discrimination and prejudice in human society. Even if I am innocent, people will still be regarded as an evil monster, and even hurt me for no reason, trying to kill me. kill me!"

"In order to protect myself, I had to escape from the police's blockade. I planned to avoid the emotional mob on the street and find an opportunity to go to the police alone to explain my problem. I hope you can understand my difficulties."

Harry Kaufman's defense was well-founded and his expression was sincere. If the evidence was not conclusive, Joann couldn't help but believe that he was really innocent.

"That's enough! Boy, don't pretend to be pitiful in front of me, this kind of trick is useless to me!"

Pinkerton gripped his pistol and snapped at Harry Kaufman.

"You claim to be innocent, how can you explain the two magic rings on your hand?"

"Last night, didn't you use this 'Suggestion Ring' to lure Little Donald into the Bogman's trap, and then use the 'Mist Hidden Ring' to escape alone?"

"Mr. Pinkerton, from what you said, it seems that the murderer also has a magic ring of the same style as me?"

Harry Kaufman's eyes widened in surprise.

"What a coincidence! But having said that, these two rings are not high-end goods. As long as they can afford it, anyone can order the same enchanting ring in a big business house in the city. You only have to rely on my hands If I have the same ring on my wrist, it would be too arbitrary to conclude that I am the murderer."

"Ha! You bastard, how dare you deny it!"

Pinkerton was so angry that he pulled the trigger and shot Harry Kaufman in the head.

"Ted, don't be impulsive, let me talk to Harry alone."

Sergeant Grayson pushed Pinkerton's gun arm away.

"Be careful, old man, this kid is very cunning, don't let him slip!"

Pinkerton put away his pistol unwillingly, gave Harry a hard look, and turned to Joan.

Sergeant Grayson watched Harry silently for a long time, took out a handkerchief from his jacket pocket, and wiped the sweat and blood on his forehead.

"Harry, looking at you in such a mess, I can't help but think back to what happened when you were a child more than ten years ago."

Mr. Sheriff sighed, turned his back to Harry, and fell into memory.

"At that time, you were still young and ignorant, so it was inevitable that you would be mischievous and get into trouble. And your father didn't like you very much. He didn't treat you as his own son at all, and beat you up every now and then until your nose was bruised and your face was swollen."

"Every time you were beaten, you would run out of the house crying and walk straight along the street, crying as you walked until you reached the gate of the police station."

"Seeing you sobbing and wandering outside the door, I knew you were beaten up by David Kaufman again. I can't agree with his rough way of educating children, but what can I do?"

"In those days, the only thing I could do was to apply medicine to bandage your wound, take you home, cook you a delicious meal, stay in my house for a while, and send you back when your father calmed down. "

Listening to Mr. Sheriff reminiscing about the past, Harry Kaufman's haggard face couldn't help being slightly moved, and he said with deep emotion: "You have always been very kind to me since I was a child, Mr. Grayson, you are the only one in the world who still treats me It's a relative..."

"Yeah, Harry, I don't care who your biological father is, anyway, you must be my cousin Irina's biological son. No matter when and where, I have an obligation to take care of you."

Harry gritted his teeth and said with difficulty: "Mr. Grayson, I am very grateful to you, but I really did not commit a crime..."

Sergeant Grayson waved his hand, indicating that he did not need to defend himself.

"Harry, I came to chat with you alone. I didn't want to engage in any 'emotional offensive', trying to touch your conscience, and then truthfully explain the truth of the case. On the contrary, I wanted to tell you the truth of an old incident."

"What are you referring to?" Harry couldn't hide his surprise.

Sergeant Grayson took a deep look at him, looked over his shoulder, and cast his gaze into the dark forest. After a long silence, he spoke again.

"Harry, I know you've been holding a grudge against David Kaufman, because you know you're not his own son, and you suspect he hired boggards to kill your mother, don't you?"

"Don't rush to deny it. In fact, I thought so before yesterday. Over the years, I have been suspecting that your father bought and murdered his wife, and tried every means to collect evidence of his crime. I dreamed of sending him to prison one day to get your mother back. It's fair, but the world doesn't always go as one wishes..."

"What do you mean?" Harry's voice trembled uncontrollably, "Mr. Grayson... Could it be that my mother, and my biological father, were not murdered by that cold-blooded man in bribes from the boggards?"

"Harry, calm down. Our previous suspicions can't be said to be all wrong. David Kaufman did have the intention of buying Irina to kill Irina, but the killer he hired, that is, the boggard elder Gumoduo, was in When we were about to start, something unexpected happened."

"Tell me quickly, what happened!" Harry blushed sickly, his forehead was sweating, and he couldn't wait to ask.

"Just before Gumoduo made his move, your biological father, the one who inherited your 'shapeshifter' blood, strangled your mother Elena to death with his own hands, and then dumped her body in the depths of the swamp... "

Sergeant Grayson's tone was painful, and every sentence he said was extremely difficult.

"Harry, your biological father, that 'Shapeshifter', never really loved your mother. He tempted your mother to cheat, just to satisfy his own lust and seek her money."

"Your biological father ruthlessly strangled your mother to death. He just wanted to get rid of this tired burden, seize her belongings, and find another new love."

"Harry, David Kaufman only had the motive to murder your mother, but in fact it was not he who killed your mother, but your biological father."

"It is true that David Kaufman has no blood relationship with you, but after all, he has raised you for more than 20 years, provided you with food and clothing, paid for your education, and entrusted you to take care of his property. "

"David Kaufman is indeed not a competent father, but how is it better than your biological father?"

"Let's talk about Elder Gumoduo, and the female swamp man who carried out the assassination mission with him, they didn't kill your mother, but killed your biological father, which is equivalent to indirectly avenging your mother, but at the same time, they Also become your father-killing enemy, this muddled account, tell me how should I settle it?"

"Harry, reality is ridiculous, isn't it? Yet it is the truth."

"After learning the truth, what are you going to do?"

"If you still insist on avenging your biological parents, then please tell me, who is your real enemy?"

"Stop it... Mr. Grayson, please stop it!"

"My mother betrayed my adoptive father, my biological father, and killed my mother with her own hands... Then what am I?"

"Mr. Grayson, I really don't know what to do... For a person like me, what's the point of living in this world..."

The truth was so cruel that Harry Kaufman couldn't bear the mental shock, his psychological defense collapsed on the spot, and he couldn't help crying bitterly.

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