Justice Must Not Let the Murderers Go Free

As soon as the Chief Justice of the High Court spoke, Serena knew she had a shot. She hurriedly said, "Your Excellency, please allow me to open the coffin and examine the body. According to the diary, the Sixth Young Lady Sutton was five months pregnant when she died. That means the fetus inside her was already formed. All I need is a bit of the baby's tissue to do a blood test against Victor Sutton and Eric Sutton. That way, we can prove whether the diary is telling the truth or not."

Victor Sutton and Eric Sutton had been worried Serena would pull out some unfathomable trick, but when they heard her plan, a flash of relief crossed their eyes. They quickly lowered their heads, looking like obedient little angels waiting for the Chief Justice's decision.

"Open the coffin for autopsy and do a blood test? Good. This is a solid plan. Even though it may seem disrespectful to the Sixth Young Lady Sutton, if it can clear her name, I believe her spirit in heaven would understand."

While the Chief Justice of the High Court was still hesitating, the Minister of Justice spoke up in agreement. Of course, he didn't actually care about the Shunning Marquis Manor case; what really interested him was Serena's method of blood testing through bones. If it worked, it could become a new tool for solving cases.

"But the Sixth Young Lady Sutton has been dead for dozens of days. Is it even possible to test her remains?" The Chief Justice of the High Court hesitated, but when Ninth Royal Uncle Nolan and the others didn't object to the Minister of Justice, that was as good as silent approval. There was no way he could go against all those bigwigs.

"It's cold out. Even if Shunning Marquis Manor buried her in a rush, the Sixth Young Lady Sutton's body shouldn't have decayed too badly. Besides, we're only taking a sample from the fetus, so it won't be a problem." Serena wasn't worried about the technical side at all. As long as she got a bit of tissue, she could run the test.

Seeing Serena's absolute confidence, the Chief Justice stopped putting up obstacles and waved his hand decisively. "Permission granted." Then he turned around and asked Victor Sutton and Eric Sutton, "Where exactly is your Sixth Young Lady buried?"

"To answer your question, Your Excellency, my sixth niece was caught having an affair and killed herself out of shame. A girl so lacking in virtue—our Shunning Marquis Manor would never acknowledge her. On the third day after her death, the whole household decided to tie her up and sink her in the river. As for her body... we can't find it anymore."

Victor Sutton struggled to hide his excitement and secret glee. An autopsy? With no corpse, let's see how you pull that off. Victor could still keep his composure, but Eric Sutton couldn't help himself—when no one was looking, he shot Serena a vicious glare.

"Sank her? You actually threw the Sixth Young Lady Sutton's body into the river—are you even human?" Serena had no time for these two monsters masquerading as uncle and nephew. All she cared about was the Sixth Young Lady's remains.

No wonder Nolan's men couldn't find the Sixth Young Lady Sutton's body—it turns out these people secretly dumped her in the river.

"An unchaste woman deserves to be drowned. We did nothing wrong." Victor Sutton was shameless, even proud of his cruelty. His gaze toward Serena was venomous and cold.

To them, all of this was Serena's fault. If she hadn't stirred things up, Shunning Marquis Manor's dirty secrets would have stayed buried.

"Destroying the evidence, huh? Fine, let's see if you think that means I can't uncover the truth about the Sixth Young Lady Sutton's death. Since you refuse to answer, we'll question you according to the times and places listed in her diary. Where were you, Victor and Eric Sutton, on March 16th six years ago at dusk? Any witnesses? Don't tell me you can't remember—then what about three months ago? One month ago? Do you recall where you were, and who can vouch for you?" Serena's voice was relentless, her challenge fierce.

Serena was furious. Sure, she'd managed to clear Simon Sun's name, but she couldn't feel happy at all. In the end, Shunning Marquis Manor played her for a fool, dumping all the blame and shame on the Sixth Young Lady Sutton while the real killers walked free.

Right now, Serena wished her forensic mentor was here. With her skills, she'd definitely dig up evidence and leave the killers nowhere to hide. But of course... the gap between them wasn't just distance—it was time itself.

Serena's questions got no reply. She wasn't the presiding judge, so Victor and Eric Sutton had every right to ignore her. Serena didn't get angry; she just stared at them, her eyes growing colder and colder.

If the law couldn't punish these bastards, she'd find her own way to make them pay. No way those two roaches committed all these crimes without leaving traces behind.

Serena took a deep breath, noticing everyone staring at her. She realized she'd lost her composure and quickly stepped forward to apologize. "Please forgive me, Your Excellency. I got carried away and lost my temper."

"Ahem, it's fine." With Nolan present, the Chief Justice wouldn't dare criticize Serena. Everyone pretended not to notice her outburst and moved on. The Chief Justice continued the interrogation, asking questions nearly identical to Serena's.

Victor Sutton and Eric Sutton might not be geniuses, but faking an alibi was easy for them. Whenever the crime happened, they'd claim to be with Marquis Sutton or surrounded by servants—and most of those servants had vanished, with one even dead. Finding real evidence was next to impossible.

Right now, everyone knew the Sixth Young Lady Sutton's death was tied to Victor and Eric Sutton. But with no solid evidence, and the entire Shunning Marquis Manor swearing she died in an illicit affair, there was no way to convict them.

Every single person in the manor was questioned, but they'd all rehearsed their stories. No one could find any holes. In the end, the Chief Justice could only rule the Sixth Young Lady Sutton's case as an illicit affair, clear Simon Sun of all charges, and order the so-called lover to be hunted down.

Serena watched silently from the sidelines, saying nothing from start to finish. But just as the Chief Justice was about to deliver the verdict, Serena suddenly spoke up. "Wait—"

"Miss Serena, what is it?" The Chief Justice had his gavel raised halfway, but managed to hold back, looking pretty awkward. Interrupting the judge was seriously disrespectful.

Serena knew she'd been reckless and quickly apologized. "Please forgive me, Your Excellency. I was just anxious. Sir, has every single person in Shunning Marquis Manor been arrested?"

"Yes." The Chief Justice wasn't happy about it, but answered honestly. Shunning Marquis Manor was also accused of insulting Ninth Royal Uncle Nolan, so of course everyone had to be detained.

"In her diary, the Sixth Young Lady Sutton wrote she had a full younger sister. She endured everything just for that sister. Sir, may I ask—where is the Sixth Young Lady's sister, the Eighth Young Lady Sutton, right now?" Serena didn't know if the Eighth Young Lady was useful, but her absence was suspicious. She couldn't afford to overlook any clue.

Smack—the Chief Justice's face went pale. Afraid Nolan would think he was careless, he immediately sent people to check on the Eighth Young Lady Sutton. Just as Serena suspected, the girl was missing—and nobody in Shunning Marquis Manor had any idea where she went.

A fourteen-year-old girl, slipping away unnoticed from a manor surrounded by soldiers? The Eighth Young Lady Sutton was definitely no ordinary child.

Serena had only been guessing before, but now she was one hundred percent sure—the Sixth Young Lady Sutton's full sister, the Eighth Young Lady Sutton, was a problem. She might even be the key to this whole case. But where was she?