Felix''s first thought was that they had found out that he killed Mason, but he quickly dismissed it.


    First, he had been meticulous. Since Mason hade to kill him, he would have surely avoided cameras himself. Secondly, the Jacobs family would learn about his death first. There was no way they would ask the cops for help instead of taking revenge themselves. These two points made it unlikely. So, what was it?


    "Xena, don''t joke around. How could I have murdered someone?"


    "That''s not for you to decide. Did you think I''d call you if this wasn''t official? Alistair''sing for you. I hope you''ll cooperate, or I''ll issue an arrest warrant."


    The call ended right there, and Felix was left bewildered. He could only go home and wait.


    An hourter, Alistair found his address. He sat in Felix''s living room with two Wolfie, troopers. The fact that they had not even given him a heads-up despite their rtionship meant this was official business.


    "Mr. Zeller, I apologize, but we must investigate this since someone''s made a report.''


    Felix nodded understandingly. "What''s this about?"


    Alistair pulled out a phone and handed it to Felix. "This was sent by John Reynolds, Aimee''s father, from abroad. He ims you murdered his daughter."


    So it was about Aimee. Felixughed bitterly inside. He had not even had time to deal with that bastard abroad, and here he was, ying victim.


    The phone showed a chat history between Aimee and John, where she imed Felix wanted to kill her. There were two voice recordings with Felix''s voice mixed in and a shaky video that was taken in secret. The man in the video appeared to be Felix. Since this case involves Lady Summers'' cousin and uncle, she could not be the one investigating the matter. I''m leading the investigation instead."


    Felix returned the phone, unfazed. "Do you believe it?"


    Alistair shook his head immediately. "Of course I don''t think you''d do this, but investigations require evidence! Our tech department confirmed the content isn''t fake."


    It was not forgery?


    Felix frowned hard. He knew Aimee never had a chance to use her phone in the secretb, so these could not possibly be real. Naturally, he was shocked that fake pieces of evidence had passed verification.


    "What if I say these are forged, then? How are you nning to proceed with the investigation? Will you get a third-party verification?"


    Alistair was helpless. "Impossible! Our headquarters'' verification equipment is the best in Dragonia. Unless you have an alibi for when Aimee died, you''ll have toe with me."


    Aimee''s body had beenpletely destroyed, so how had John determined the time of death? Felix sensed a powerful hand pulling strings. Why did they report it now? Was there any special reason for this?


    The problem was that he had no alibi. At the time John specified, Felix had indeed been on his killing spree in the secretb.


    Just then, a middle-aged man entered with an impatient face. "Alistair, it''s been half an hour! What''s the holdup? Just arrest him! You''re not showing favoritism, are you?"


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