Chapter 619: Chapter 619



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He frowned and thought: why is his phone off? He had nowhere else to go but the campus, which was already empty.

He looked at the man and asked, “Did you say where you were going?”.

The man shook his head, “But I think he probably went to the crematorium first, otherwise, where would he put the body?”.

Boyce glanced at the time. The crematorium was already closed. He replied, “Okay.”

As he pushed open the door to his office, he thought of something and called back to the man, “Is there any record of his hometown address on file?”

“Where is it?”

“In County J.”

Boyce asked again, “Is there a detailed address?”.

The man didn’t remember, “It should be there.”

“Bring me the file.”

So, Boyce went into the office while the man had to go get the file for him. When he returned, he handed the file to Boyce.

“You can go home now.” Boyce took the file and glanced at the address section of his file. County J, which was a hilly place, was quite a distance from B-town.

Boyce originally wanted to send his men to escort Jasmine back to her hometown when she came to claim the body, as he didn’t have time for that.

She was a child and had to be taken care of.

But she seemed to have already left.

Boyce closed the file, feeling uneasy as he sat back in his chair.

Public transport now required passengers to buy tickets with their identity papers, so, if it wasn’t so late, Boyce could have found out how she was traveling back home.

However, he was uneasy because of his concern for this girl.

In the end, he could no longer sit still. He grabbed his keys and left the office.

Once he got into the car, he used his phone to navigate his way to J County.

After planning her route, she drove down the road according to the navigation.

Actually, Jasmine hadn’t left yet. He had no plans to return after leaving, so he was still arranging his school business to drop her off.

That’s why, even after the sun came up the next day, Boyce couldn’t find any of her travel records after having his people check.

“She didn’t buy any train tickets, high-speed train tickets or plane tickets – no records?” Boyce’s heart skipped a beat. “How did he get back then?

“Yes, there’s nothing. If he took a cab or a bus, we can’t be sure of that. A lot of buses don’t pick up their passengers at stations, and no ID is required, so we can’t find any of that.”

Boyce said, “Understood.”

Then, he walked out. Since he was still very concerned about Jasmine, he decided to head to J County.

Jasmine settled her school business and came to the police station to say goodbye to Boyce. She wasn’t coming back and they would no longer have a chance to see each other.

“Boyce isn’t here.”

“Where did he go?” asked Jasmine.

“I’m not sure either. Why don’t you go to his house?” the police officer suggested.

Jasmine thought for a moment, “Could you tell me his address?”

The police officer told her Boyce’s address and Jasmine left in a cab after saying thank you.

When she arrived, she knocked on the door, but no one came to the door. So, she sat outside and waited.

When it was time for Jasmine to leave, Boyce still didn’t show up. She turned on her phone, which she had turned off yesterday, so no one would disturb her as she locked herself in the hotel room. She wasn’t feeling well because her mother had just been cremated.

The main reason she turned the phone on was to call Boyce. At first, she wanted to say goodbye to him in person, but it seemed she couldn’t wait any longer and had to say goodbye over the phone.

She called, but the other person’s phone was off.

Boyce’s phone ran out of battery after using it to surf all night. He was currently shopping for a phone charger.

After driving for a night, Boyce finally arrived in County J. With the help of locals, he managed to find Jasmine’s house. Her house was empty, deserted, and her neighbors said they hadn’t seen her come home.

Boyce didn’t leave immediately, but asked a little about Jasmine’s family. It was pretty much the same thing Jasmine had told him.

After her father’s death, her mother served time. There was no one else at home after she left for college, so it was deserted.

It was a shingle-roofed house and appeared to be in disrepair after being abandoned for a long time.

The house appeared to be inhabited for now.

Boyce did not leave town until noon. He rested at a motel in the county for two hours before returning to B Town.

Driving for a long time had exhausted him, so he went home to rest right away instead of going to the police station.

He was sound asleep when his phone rang, waking him up.

He picked up his phone and picked up the call. Officer Miller’s voice came on, sounding in a hurry, “Where are you?”

Boyce replied, “Sleeping at home.”

“How come you still feel like sleeping? Come to the police station now.”

Boyce was now more lucid and realized that something must have happened from Officer Miller’s tone. He hung up the call and went to get ready immediately.

On the other hand, Officer Miller was dealing with people from the supervisory department. He told them, “This is absolutely impossible. I know what kind of person Boyce is. He would never take bribes.”

“We are investigating this matter because our superior received a report. We are not willing to believe that any public official would have such a rumor. Please trust us to investigate this matter thoroughly.”

Officer Miller poured them drinks, “Of course I believe you, but I also trust Boyce. I was his mentor all these years, and I’m sure you are clear on what kind of person I am.”

Officer Miller was known for being upright and honest. He had a good reputation in the field and was respected by many.

“We know. Don’t worry. We’ll look into all of this. We won’t accuse Boyce of doing things he never did.”

When Boyce arrived at the police station, he went directly to Officer Miller’s office without first entering his own. Seeing the office, which was filled with uniformed officers, he was stunned for a moment. He knew who they were, but who were they going to investigate here?

“Come here, Boyce.” Officer Miller called to him. Boyce had a hunch that this situation involved him. If it were someone else, Officer Miller wouldn’t be calling him with such urgency.

Boyce reached out. Officer Miller pulled him close, murmuring quietly in his ear, “You’ve been reported for bribery. These people are here to question you, get ready.”

Something exploded in Boyce’s mind. bribery?

“Are you Boyce Shawn?” A uniformed officer from the supervisory department stood up.

Boyce replied, “I am.”

“You have been reported for taking bribes. We are the investigators in this case, and this is the investigative warrant.” The man placed the paper in front of Boyce: “We need your cooperation for the time being. You can’t work either until the case is cleared up.”

Officer Miller frowned, “Since this matter has not yet proven to be true, why can’t you work?”

If Boyce was not allowed to work, that was tantamount to being suspended.

Suspension was a serious thing in his field.

“It is imperative that he be suspended from work, and he can only return to work when we have resolved the case.” The officer insisted in a businesslike tone.

Officer Miller wanted to retort, but Boyce stopped him, “I welcome all types of investigations.”

“Great. During this period, please make sure you can be reached at all times. We’ll need to be able to find you right away when we need you in the investigation.”

Boyce merely nodded.

After the supervisory department agents left, Officer Miller asked Officer Miller.

Boyce, “What happened?”

Boyce thought for a moment, “Maybe someone is trying to frame me.”

“Have you offended anyone?” Officer Miller asked.

Boyce thought of all the people he had contact with in his mind and came up with a wild guess. Declan was the only one who could cause such a big fuss.

“I guess so,” he said.

Officer Miller’s head ached with anger, “What can I say now? You’re not an impulsive person, how could you possibly offend anyone?”. Boyce was silent.

That only made Officer Miller sigh, “I’ll do everything I can to help you.”

“Thank you.” Boyce thanked Officer Miller sincerely.

“Pfft. What’s the point of thanking me? I’m not from the supervisory department. There’s only so much I can do.” Officer Miller angrily doffed his hat.

He knew Boyce best and knew Boyce didn’t take bribes. It was clear that someone was trying to frame him, and what was worse, that ‘someone’ was someone with power.

There was a limit to what Officer Miller could do.

If this matter was not handled well, it would definitely affect Boyce’s career.

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