Chapter 82
Avery looked up at Alexander and said seriously, "I may be young, but I’m not afraid of anything." She clenched her fists and added, "I’m very capable."
Alexander smiled, his eyes as gentle as the spring breeze. "Yes, I know you are very capable." Then, he lowered his eyes and played with the stone cup. His eyes became deep, and his voice grew low.
"Fifteen minutes before my sister was hit by the truck, I received a call from an unknown number. The processed voice told me that if I went to Lucy as quickly as I could, I might still see her one last time. I called my sister, but the signal was bad, and I couldn’t get through. Luckily, it was already midnight when I received the call. The roads in the city were empty, which allowed me to speed toward the suburbs. I called my doctor friend along the way too."
Alexander paused before adding, "The truck driver had explosives strapped to his body. He was waiting for me to show up."
It had been years since the accident, so Alexander was able to recount it calmly. "When I grabbed the truck driver, he acted like a madman. He laughed and said that everyone was doomed. I heard the timer on his body and threw him out at once. At the same time, I suspected the truck was also rigged with explosives. Because of my timely response, we survived."
Avery was silent. It sounded very simple, but the situation at that time must have been incredibly dangerous. If Alexander had been a second slower, they might all have died.
Alexander continued, "I’ve been investigating the car accident for the past five years. It took me a long time to find any clues. The truck driver was a gambler. He owed hundreds of thousands of dollars in gambling debts. He divorced his wife a few days before the incident and left on his own. Before he died, he paid off all his gambling debts and sent a bag of gold bars to his wife and children. I couldn’t find out where he got his gold bars. His wife didn’t know anything either. That’s where the trail ends. However, my great-uncle sent this video to me last night."
Alexander then recounted his conversation with his great-uncle in detail. Finally, he said sincerely, "I’ve tried to analyze the video, but it’s difficult for me to stay calm. Every time I see my sister’s miserable condition and how my friends and I almost died in the explosion, I can barely breathe. That’s why I want you to help me analyze this video and see if you can find any new clues."
Avery was curious. "You must know many experts. Why don’t you ask them to help you?"
Alexander looked at Avery deeply. His voice seemed to come from the depths of his soul. "Because I don’t trust them. Miss Carter, you’re the only one I want to confide my secrets in."
Avery felt her heart skip a beat as her gaze met Alexander’s. Something surged within her, eager to rise to the surface.