Unfortunately, the girl had a hoodie on. Thus, he couldn't get a clear glimpse at her face.

Silas looked at the little girl and the havoc on the streets. He finally distinguished the peculiar part throughout the entire incident. "Mr. Shane, is this little girl the one behind the footage you received some time ago? Judging by the angles, it's safe to assume she's the one behind the footage!"

"It's her!" Shane nodded with a serious look and added, "Don't you think it's weird when she was the only one with a phone when there were quite a few onlookers around?"

Silas gave Shane's question a thought, but he couldn't fathom the things Shane wished to tell him.

"You're right! There were only a few phones with the function of a camera! In fact, each of them could easily cost more than tens of thousands! No ordinary people can afford it! The one she had been using belonged to Torres!"

Silas ruled out the possibility of the brand of the phone the little girl had with her through the vague logo he saw on the screen.

Shane instructed, "Get someone to drop by Torres Corp to gather the transaction record of purchases that occurred eighteen years ago. They must have kept a copy of the one purchasing the phone. Once we gather the transaction record, go after the little girl."

"It's not much of a challenge, but why are you going after the little girl when she just happened to be there during the accident?"

"Was it merely a coincidence?" Shane sneered and asked rhetorically, "If it was merely a coincidence, why would it show up in my email after eighteen years?"

Silas was astonished by Shane's reply as it made sense. If it was just a random clip, the little girl would have long deleted it after some time.

However, she had been holding on to it for eighteen years and dropped Shane an email after eighteen years.

"Do you still remember the things the hacker has told us?" Shane asked.

Silas responded with a nod and replied, "I do!"

"The footage hadn't been edited-it was deliberately produced to mislead me into believing Yulia was the one at fault. Are you sure the little girl, who was around ten-year-old, possessed the capability to pull of such an impossible feat?"

Silas' eyes widened in disbelief when he grasped the thing Shane had in mind. "Are you indicating she has also contributed to your parents' death?"

Shane nodded as he thought that was the case.

"How is that possible? S-She's merely a child-"

"Have you seen Natalie's response at the crash scene?" Shane interrupted Silas and asked.

Silas stared at Shane open-mouthed while the latter went on and added, "An ordinary little girl was supposed to respond in a manner similar to the horrified Natalie. Has she shown any signs of being traumatized in spite of being a few feet away? She was able to record the footage as if it wasn't a big deal. Do you really think she's just an ordinary girl?"

Silas was at a loss for words to defend the seemingly innocent little girl.

"I'm sure she has contributed to my parents' death. However, she's not affiliated with Sam. Sam mentioned nothing about sending someone to record the footage when I confronted him. It wouldn't do him any good. Therefore, the little girl is-"

"She's affiliated with the other party!" Silas got ahead of Shane and finished the sentence on Shane's behalf.

Shane nodded and asserted, "Yes! She's affiliated with the other party! Maybe the one who has sent me the footage is the murderer!"

"Mr. Shane, are you trying to get your hands on the identity of the murderer through the little girl?"

"Mmm!"

"Alright, I'll drop by Torres Corp immediately!"

Shane was left alone in the study as Silas had departed immediately after their conversation. He spent a long time going through the documents left behind in the safe before heading out of the study.

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