Chapter 1001: Chapter 1001 Reasonable Doubt_1 Chapter 1001: Chapter 1001 Reasonable Doubt_1 For a mont, Aria Jackson almost thought she was hallucinating.
All this ti, she had been knocking on door after door, asking the sa question over and over, only to receive countless “I don’t knows.”
Honestly, she had beco numb to it.
Who could rember a joke from a party three or four years ago?
But now, there was a man telling her it was Jane McCain who said it.
Aria Jackson unconsciously glanced at the na list in her hand: Dion Benson, 21 years old, began as a model and had recently transitioned to becoming a fashion stylist.
The reason he intersected with Jane McCain was that he had participated in one of Ruby Spencer’s fashion shows, after which there would always be a party or al.
“Are you certain?” Aria Jackson looked steadily into his eyes.
“Oh… to say for certain, I’m not that certain,” the man shrugged, and said, “After all, it’s sothing from a long ti ago. I just heard you ntion Philly, and I seem to recall Jane McCain ntioning this person.”
“Could you please try to recall in detail?” Aria Jackson said, “This is related to a murder case; it is very important.”
The other party appeared troubled: “It’s really too long ago; I can’t seem to rember anything right now.”
Aria Jackson thought for a mont, then said, “Thank you, Mr. Benson. We might co to see you again for follow-up investigations. If you can rember anything in the anti, please contact us at any ti.”
“Alright.”
…
Leaving the apartnt and sitting in the police car, Aria Jackson’s expression was contemplative.
Her colleague beside her asked, “Shall we go to the next place now, or head back to the station?”
Aria Jackson ca back to the mont, saying, “Let’s visit the next one. There aren’t many left, and also, we’ll see if anyone can corroborate Dion Benson’s statent.”
She looked down at the na list in her hands, murmuring, “I hope not…”
Subsequently, they continued questioning several people who had attended the party, conducting phone inquiries with those who were located elsewhere and making house visits to the local ones, but still, they ca up empty-handed.
——Not a single person rembered anything about Philly.
On Saturday, Aria Jackson went to Purple Sumrs with the investigation results.
“I didn’t find any favorable evidence; instead, I’ve got a prosecution witness,” Aria Jackson let out a frustrated sigh, tossing Dion Benson’s information in front of Purple Sumrs, “This person claims he heard Jane McCain ntion Philly’s na at the party. Do you think it could be him?”
“I don’t know, but I hope it’s him.” Purple Sumrs picked up Dion Benson’s information, asking, “Does this person fish?”
Aria Jackson shook her head: “I didn’t ask him that. If he’s the murderer, asking too detailed questions would alert him. Maybe, in his eagerness to fra Jane McCain, he’ll end up providing us with more information.”
After a pause, she added, “I asked him about the details of the story; he doesn’t rember. He only rembers that Jane McCain ntioned Philly’s na. But he promised , as soon as he recalls anything, he’ll tell imdiately.”
Purple Sumrs scrutinized the photo on the na list, thoughtfully saying, “Of course he doesn’t rember. If his version of the story differs from Jane McCain’s, wouldn’t that give him away?”
Aria Jackson frowned, “But I don’t understand why he didn’t simply deny everything. He could’ve said, like everyone else, that he’d never heard the story, which is safer, isn’t it? Doing it this way instead arouses suspicion.”
“He had to do it,” Purple Sumrs laughed lightly, looking at Aria Jackson, “Because he doesn’t know how many people you’ve questioned or whether, among those you did ask, soone rembered the story. Since Jane McCain rembered, others might too. He couldn’t take the risk.”
Aria Jackson had a realization: “So he had to admit he rembered. If he didn’t, and later soone testified against him, he would be at a loss for words. But by admitting it, if the testimonies conflict, it creates a reasonable doubt!”
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