Marry My Ex’s Uncle After Rebirth by Agatha Barney

Hearing this, everyone was confused.

The forensic pathologist asked, “Isn’t it normal for someone who wanted to take their own life to do it willingly!”

Stephanie expressed, “It’s not. Even if someone did it willingly, they would still struggle, leaving some traces. Sabrina didn’t I suspect she was hypnotized, then wrote the note and took her own life.”

Everyone was stunned, contemplating this possibility.

Stephanie continued, “Sabrina and I did have conflicts, but not to the extent of wanting to kill people. She had no reason to detail the process of setting things up. This was clearly staged by someone who wanted to frame her as the scapegoat for the shooting and explosion, hoping the police would stop investigating.”

Vincent naturally believed in Stephanie. “It’s possible.”

Norman, the police chief, nodded. “Indeed, it’s quite suspicious. We will reopen the investigation.”

Vincent suggested, “I think you can proceed like this…”

After Vincent and Stephanie left, a police officer asked Norman, “Chiel, why do you take his advice so seriously?”

Norman glanced at him. “Show some respect when you see Mr. Fletcher in the future, understand?”

The police officer pursed his lips. “Although Mr. Fletcher has a point, I didn’t expect you to be so sycophantic and listen to others.”

Norman knocked on the officer’s head. “It’s not sycophancy. It’s recognizing leadership. You’ll understand someday.”

The young officer glanced at the departing Bentley, pondering the meaning of “leadership.”

Vincent and Stephanie returned to the hospital.

They went directly to see Madeline. There was also Megan in the ward.

When Madeline saw Stephanie, her eyes reddened with emotion, and she wanted to sit up.

Stephanie rushed forward and took her hand. “I know what you want to say. You can thank me after you recover. The most important thing now is to get

better.”

Madeline’s eyes were wet. “Without you, I would have perished in the fire. Stephie, I don’t know how to thank you. Just saying “thank you’ is not

enough.”

Stephanie suggested, “Then why don’t you treat me to a meal?”

“A meal?” Madeline asked.

Stephanie replied, “Yeah, I love eating.”

“Okay. As long as you eat with me, I’ll treat you for life,” Madeline promised.

Stephanie nodded. “Okay, it’s a deal”

Madeline then asked, “I heard from Meg that you hurt your arm. Can I have a look?”

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“It’s not serious. The wound closed up before leven got to the hospital.” Stephanie smiled.

Megan sighed. “Hearing you say that makes me feel uneasy. A bullet graze is very painful

“It’s fine.” Stephanie said calmly. “Meg, don’t scare Madeline.”

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Megan pursed her lips and sniffed. She said to Madeline, “I didn’t have any scenes yesterday and was feeling unwell, so I didn’t go. If I had, I would have rushed in to save you, and Stephie wouldn’t have been injured.”

Madeline shook her head. “Don’t blame yourself. It’s all in the past.” She then spoke to Stephanie. “I heard from Meg that the news reported Sabrina taking her own life. Was she involved in the incident on the film set?”

Stephanie nodded slightly. “I was called to the police station early this morning to give a statement. Sabrina took her own life and left a note confessing to changing the props and adding explosives out of hatred for me. Her initial plan was to divert attention, but she didn’t anticipate the severe casualties. Fearing police discovery, she ended her own life.”

Madeline pressed her lips together and then said, “I didn’t expect Sabrina to be so cruel.”

Megan replied, “She didn’t seem like such a heartless person. Truly, you can’t judge a book by its cover.”

Madeline responded, “I didn’t expect Sabrina to have such an antisocial personality. She was quite extreme. The police will hold a press conference this aftemoon to give an explanation to the masses.”

Stephanie said, “Madeline, I’ll be discharged from the hospital soon. Since the film crew can’t shoot right now, I’ll go back to help at the design studio. Your injury is close to your heart, so you need to rest well and not overexert yourself”

Madeline hummed in response.

Stephanie chatted with them for a while before going through the discharge procedures with Vincent and leaving the hospital.

Alter they returned to the condominium, Vincent began investigating Sabrina’s social connections, her call records, bank accounts, and the surveillance footage around her home.

Despite his efforts, Vincent didn’t find any valuable leads, leaving the two in a deadlock.

Looking at each other, they suggested in unison, “How about we visit her home tonight?”

They chuckled, amused by their synchronicity

Vincent notified Norman about it, whereas Stephanie refused Julianna’s visit in the evening. They then went to Sabrina’s house together.

To avoid revealing their identities, Vincent and Stephanie arrived late at night..

Sabrina’s home was eerily quiet, likely due to the recent death, which gave the place a sinister and haunting atmosphere.

Donning forensic investigation suits, including headgear, gloves, and shoe covers, Vincent and Stephanie began a meticulous search.

They combed through every inch, from the living room to the bedroom, kitchen, bathroom, and other locations. However, the police had already examined the obvious areas.

Stephanie sat on the couch, closing her eyes to visualize the crime.

The perpetrator came in and hypnotized Sabrina, possibly while she was sitting on the couch.

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Stephanie can her fingers along the gap of the couch and searched carefully.

Suddenly, she touched something in the shape of a pen and took it out. It was a voice recorder

Vincent returned from the balcony and was shocked to see the recorder in her hand. He asked, “Where did you find that?”

“In the gap of the couch,” Stephanie told him.

Vincent gave her a thumbs up. “Did you sniff it out?”

Stephanie glared at him. “You’re so annoying!”

Vincent smiled and sat beside her. “Tenjoy teasing you; I’ll never get tired of it.”

“What a smooth talker!” Stephanie curiously turned on the recorder. Then, a man’s voice could be heard saying, “See this pocket watch?”

Sabrina said, “Yes”

The man instructed, “You are now the culprit of the explosion on the film set. You need to write down everything I say.”

Sabrina replied. “Okay.”

Next, the man dictated the contents of the note.

Sabrina said in a dull voice, “I’ve finished writing.”

The man replied, “Great. Next, you will go to the balcony, stand on the stool, and take your own life by hanging. Understand?”

“Got it,” Sabrina responded.

Then came the sound of the stool tipping over, followed by the man’s mocking laughter.

“Idiot, you’re dead now! Only your death will ensure the safety of my precious.” The man snorted coldly and then slammed the door shut.

Vincent narrowed his eyes. “So, this man must be the person responsible for the shooting. His precious must be the one behind the scenes, or he was avenging someone on their behalf.”