The white Volvo is registered in the name of Juventus Yart.

Juventus Yalte originally had great potential motives.

Before, there was no evidence to prove that he was related to the case, but now the photos provided by Mrs. Smith are enough to prove that he has been involved.

The police also have reason to investigate him.

…

Portal Community No. 176.

The Yart family.

Today is Sunday, Juventus and Yarte’s family are resting at home.

The three members of the family are usually busy on their own, and they can only get together on Sundays.

The three of them are used to sleeping in on Sunday mornings.

I didn’t start having breakfast until around nine o’clock in the morning.

To be precise, it should be said that it was brunch. The three of them finished eating and chatting at the same time. It was probably around ten o'clock after the meal.

I won't eat at noon today and have an appointment with my neighbors for a barbecue party in the afternoon.

Juventus Yart's son is called Terry. He is in grade 9 this year. He is almost 175cm tall, which is taller than Shirley.

Terry looked at his mother and asked, "What did the police want to see you for yesterday?"

Shirley took a bite of the waffle and put it back on the plate, "Children should stay away from adult matters."

Terry put down the milk glass, "I am also part of this family.

And I’m already in high school. I have a sound mind and can distinguish between good and bad things. I’m no longer what you call a child.”

"Really? Have you finished your homework? If not, do it as soon as possible after dinner, otherwise, you won't be able to go anywhere today."

Terry spread his hands and looked at his father, "Dad, don't you want to say something?"

"Dear, what Terry said makes sense, we are a family, and we were very disturbed to see you being taken away by the police.

We care about you very much." Juventus Yart's tone contained a hint of complaint and concern.

Shirley sighed, "I signed a confidentiality agreement and the police didn't let me tell anyone else."

Juventus Yart asked, "Are Terry and I other people to you?"

Hearing what her husband and son said, Shirley felt a little guilty, "No, you are my family, the people closest to me.

Well, actually I didn’t want to hide it, I just wanted to find a suitable opportunity to talk about it.

The night before yesterday, I took my client to see a house, and a murder happened in that community.

The police only received the call yesterday morning. They were unable to catch the murderer and have been looking for witnesses.

Because I had driven to that community and was not a resident of that community, so... I became the subject of the investigation.

Yes, I knew I was unlucky, but it just happened."

Juventus Yart was concerned, "Do they regard you as a witness or a suspect?"

Shirley frowned slightly and said helplessly, "I think it should be both. They asked me a lot of questions, such as where I was the night before yesterday? Do I know the deceased, etc.

He also asked me to describe everything I saw and heard, and then let me leave."

Terry showed a relaxed expression, "So that's it, then I'm relieved."

Juventus Yart said, "Honey, from now on, try to take clients to see houses during the day. Although the security in Los Angeles is not bad, going out at night is always risky."

Shirley sighed, "I also want to make an appointment with my clients to view the house during the day, but some clients have to work during the day, and it is only more convenient at night.

This is the service industry, and sometimes there is no choice.”

Yesterday, after Shirley came home from the police station, her husband and son kept asking about the situation, but she was still in a panic and didn't think of how to explain it.

After a good night's sleep, I calmed down and thought about my words.

Juventus Yart grabbed his wife's hand and said, "My dear, don't make yourself too hard. My income is enough for the family's expenses."

“It’s enough, but I can’t save much.

Terry will go to college in two years, and I hope he goes to a better college.

The situation in the United States and China is different.

The better the country in China, the lower the tuition fees.

In the United States, it's just the opposite. The better the university, the higher the price.

Terry rolled his eyes, "Mom, don't put all the blame on me. I can apply for a loan for college."

Shirley looked at her son and shook her head, "I don't want you to be too stressed. College is the best time. It should be relaxed and happy, instead of thinking about where to work part-time all day long."

Juventus Yart smiled and looked at his son, "I really envy you for having such a good mother.

My mother didn't have this awareness back then.

In order to pay off my student loans early, I worked at McDonald's for a year and washed dishes in a restaurant for a year."

The conversation between the family of three is relaxed and pleasant. To outsiders, they definitely appear to be a warm and friendly family.

"Dingdong..." The doorbell rang.

All three people were stunned.

The memory of yesterday came to mind again.

Shirley stood up and said, pretending to be relaxed, "Gentlemen, I leave the task of clearing the tableware to you.

I'll open the door."

Juventus Yart was a little worried, "Honey, do you want me to go with you?"

"No, maybe the neighbor invited us to a party, relax."

"You're right, it's over. There are murders almost every day in Los Angeles. There's nothing to worry about."

Shirley walked to the door, checked the video phone, and saw two familiar figures standing outside the door. They were the two policemen who took her away yesterday.

fuck!

The things I worried about still happened.

Her heart was complicated, filled with anger, helplessness, and fear. Her newly restored peaceful life was likely to be broken by the arrival of the police again.

But facing the police at the door, she had no room for escape and could only forcefully open the door.

If you delay for too long, it will arouse the suspicion of your husband and son. The best way is to ask the police as soon as possible about the purpose of their visit and send them away.

"Creep..." Shirley said straight to the point, "Deputy Luke, why are you here again? Didn't I make everything clear yesterday?"

Shirley lowered her voice, "And I also had a physical examination. The medical examination report proved that I didn't lie."

Luke said, "We just came to ask a few questions."

"Then ask as soon as possible."

"Have you ever been to Barron Smith's house?"

"No."

"Did you show up near Barron Smith's house in a white Volvo car?"

"No, why would I do that? Barron Smith and I only interacted privately and had no intention of disturbing each other's family.

What happened that night was just a mistake, other than that we have no more interactions."

"Can I trust you?"

"Of course, I don't have to lie to you. Is there anything else you want to ask?"

Luke said, "I have nothing to ask you for now."

"OK, then please leave as soon as possible and don't disturb my life anymore." After Shirley finished speaking, she was about to close the door.

"Bang!" Luke blocked the door with his hand.

Shirley asked in a slightly dissatisfied tone, "I've already made it clear, what else do you want?"

"You have made it clear, so it is not you we are looking for now."

Shirley frowned and said with a hint of trembling, "What do you mean?"

Luke took out a photo, "A week ago, someone drove a Volvo car near the deceased's house.

According to the family members of the deceased, the car behaved suspiciously."

Shirley glanced at the photo, with a panic look on her face, "I bought this, how could it be my car..."

"This is the purpose of our coming. Why did your car appear in front of Barron Smith's house?"

Shirley shook her head, "I don't know either."

"OK, then let's find someone who knows and ask. This car should be registered in your husband's name.
To be continued...