Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime

James Johnson was furious at Allen Rivera’s accusation.

Anyone facing such an accusation would probably find it hard to stay calm.

Allen Rivera just looked at him indifferently.

At times like this, he always considered himself a robot—emotionless, sensationless, just following the law to ensure no mistakes in his work.

The grief and pain of the victim’s family, the hatred and resentment of the criminal, the righteous indignation of the bystanders—different people with various emotions—if he were to process each one, the job would be too exhausting.

Allen Rivera waited for James Johnson to finish venting, then asked calmly, "When did you decide to bring the milk to see Melinda Johnson? Did you tell anyone?"

"No!" James Johnson exclaimed. "I had lunch at home and noticed the new milk and nuts. Melinda had called a few days ago, complaining there was nothing to eat at home, so I brought them to her..."

At the end of his sentence, James Johnson seemed to realize something, his expression turned stiff.

Allen Rivera said, "Bringing milk to see Melinda Johnson was your spontaneous decision. Therefore, the only people who had the opportunity to inject the abortion drug into the milk are you and Mrs. Johnson."