"I''ve already sent a sample of Suspect Number Two''s DNA for testing. If it matches the DNA found on the victim, we can finally close this case."


    The murder of ra and her grandmother had remained a cold case. Bruce was in charge of the investigation but had made no progress. Now, they finally had a suspect.


    But DNA testing takes time. The earliest they could get results was tomorrow morning. All they could do now was wait.


    Bet nodded.


    He stayed in the surveince room with Bruce. The initial round of interrogations in the other rooms had mostly concluded with no new breakthroughs.


    "Mr. Jones, it''s gettingte. Let me drive you home so you can get some rest," Bet said, ncing at his watch.


    "Alright," Bruce agreed. The two of them walked out of the Municipal Bureau together.


    Bet drove, taking Bruce home at a steady, unhurried pace.


    Bruce looked exhausted. He wasn''t young anymore, and this case had him working around the clock with very little rest.


    "You need to take care of yourself, Mr. Jones," Bet said with concern, his hands on the steering wheel.


    Bruce nodded and sighed. "Back when Drew was first arrested, the higher-ups suspected Colin and his shippingpany of illegal activities, but theycked hard evidence. That''s why they sent in an undercover agent. Vonnie dropped out of school for that mission. That girl... she was so stubborn, always trying to prove she was a better cop than me."


    "She was an outstanding officer. A martyr, a hero. As her father, I''m incredibly proud of her. But... as a father, I now wish she had been ordinary. I wish she had just stayed with me and her mother, lived a normal life, gotten married, had children."


    Bet tightened his grip on the steering wheel. He wasn''t good at offeringfort, so he could only say, rather stiffly, "Everyone has their own path and their own choices. her family, we should respect and understand the choice she made."


    Bruce listened and then nodded with a smile. "The fact that you can say that means you''ve truly moved on from the past. That''s good."


    Bet''s feelings for Yvonne had been so deep that after her death, he fell into a severe depression that required years of treatment.


    In the past, even Bruce and his wife were hesitant to mention Yvonne in front of him.


    But ever since the young woman also named Yvonne appeared, Bet seemed to have finally emerged from the shadows of his past and started living a normal life again.


    Bet''s hands tightened on the wheel, his long fingers pressing into the leather.


    He couldn''t exin to Bruce and Monica that Yvonne''s soul had returned in another body.


    Bruce was a veteran detective, a staunch materialist. If Bet told him that this Yvonne was their daughter, he wouldnt believe it. He''d robably have het arrested as a fraud.


    "Yes," Bet could only manage a vague reply.


    "Vonnie went undercover to investigate Colin''s case. Over the years, I''ve meticulously reviewed the files on Colin, the Spencer family, and Oscar. Ive followed every lead. There has to be a mastermind behind all of them. I swear, before I die, I will see that person brought to justice. Only then can Vonnie rest in peace."


    Bruce continued.


    As a father, after his daughter''s sacrifice, the only thing he felt he could do was to


    finish what she started, to bring her soul peace.


    "You will," Bet said with certainty.