NovelEnglish"By the way. Just now, | was told that Grandma's autopsy report cout." Mentioning Stephanie, he looked grave, "No trauma
was found, but her breathing was obstructed and she died of suffocation. A large amount of painkiller residue was detected in the
body. The ingredients were the sas the residue of ordinary painkillers after decomposition, which matched the samples of
painkillers that Grandma usually took. The only strange thing is that the dose of pain medication that Grandma took seems to be a
bit too much."
Joyce shook her head and questioned, "As far as | know, after Grandma took the new Mufron targeted drug, the pain was much
reduced. It was completely within the tolerable range, so Grandma should not have taken painkillers for these days."
She thought carefully and made sure, "I remember very clearly, | even asked Grandma on Friday night if she wanted a painkiller
and she said no. | couldn't figure out why Grandma was suddenly taking painkillers in large doses. It couldn't be that, on the
afternoon of the accident, Grandma suddenly felt a lot of pain?"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe more she thought about it, the more unlikely it became.
"No, | have to get out of here." She ignored Luther and went ahead and put on her shirt, ready to get out of bed.
"Where are you going?" Luther asked, "You can ask Aaron to do it for you."
"No, | made an appointment with the cab driver who had drivenhthe day Grandma was killed. In fact, I've been asking
about the driver for the past two days since | got out of the detention center, and Juanita has been helpingout everywhere,
finding cab companies, checking times and trip records, and finally, we found him. He had installed surveillance in his car, and he
had found the surveillance record of my ride that day, and gavea copy of it." Joyce did not hide and told Luther everything.
"Although this surveillance record can't prove my innocence, maybe it's useful." She stood up, the wound on her back hurting
again, but she couldn't care less, "I have to go there myself."
"I'll go with you." Luther shook his head helplessly. She was still on bail, so he did not feel comfortable with her going out alone. In
case she encountered reporters again, she could hardly cope.
"Good." Joyce didn't object either.
Luther drove Joyce, and together they went to the place Joyce and the cab driver had agreed: a roadside grunge cafe.
The cab driver was already waiting at the cafe and recognized Joyce instantly when he saw her.
He handed a USB stick to Joyce and said in a whisper, "I've seen the recent news, and all the surveillance footage from the car that
day is here. | don't know if | can help you."
Joyce reached out and took the USB drive, "Thank you so much, and I'm sorry you had to make the trip yourself."
"No problem, I'll go first." After saying that, the cab driver quickly left the cafe. Like he was afraid of attracting trouble to himself.
Joyce could understand. After all, what happened to her had now been a topic of the entire city. The truth was unknown, so nobody
just wanted the trouble.
"Con, let's go to the car and take a look at the security footage." Luther returned to the car with Joyce.
On the way out, Joyce made sure Luther took his laptop with him.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe flexed into the Bentley, turned on the computer, and inserted the USB drive.
Soon, she found the entire video of the day. It was from the moment she got into the cab to the tshe made the emergency call
to Juanita.
"Great, it also recorded the conversation."
What a pleasant surprise!
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