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But behind them, there was no one.

The light in Nomark's eyes suddenly dimmed. She excitedly grabbed Ethan's arm and said repeatedly:

"Please tell me there is news about them."

"I have money."

Her voice was filled with tears: "Please tell the kidnapper that I have money and I am willing to ransom him."

The volume of speaking is getting lower and lower.

Especially when he saw the two people outside the door looking silent, Nomark was completely panicked.

"don't want."

She shook her head quickly and shed tears.

At the same time, he took two steps back and tried to close the door forcefully: "You are not allowed to say anything. I don't want to hear it. Go, get out of here."

"Bang."

Ethan quickly reached out and quickly blocked the door.

You can't leave at this time.

If we just leave like this, it won't take long before we really become a whole family.

"Ms. Nomark."

Ethan's voice was a little hoarse: "Excuse me, do you need us to help you contact any relatives?"

"At this time, I think you need someone to accompany you."

As soon as these words were spoken, it was equivalent to issuing a death notice.

Nomark's tears could no longer be suppressed and fell out like a dam, but she did not collapse like before, but stood in a daze.

His face was pale and his hands were clenched.

The eyes that were originally full of life became lifeless.

"Ms. Nomark."

Olinsky quickly squeezed forward to support her, patted her back and said, "Listen to me, you need to breathe. It's okay. Just follow me and take a big breath."

Under his repeated words of comfort, the woman's face returned to a trace of color.

The sad and choking cry finally sounded.

Nomark hugged Olinsky tightly, his body kept twitching and said:

"No, there's nothing left."

She looked at Ethan, cried and screamed: "No one can inform me, that's all I have, now, I am alone."

That heartbreaking look makes people feel uncomfortable just looking at it.

This is also the reason why others don't like to be notified of death. The crying continued for a few minutes before slowly stopping.

Olinsky helped her walk to the living room and asked Nomark to sit down on the sofa.

On the small table in front, there were still many toy soldiers piled messily, but these soldiers could no longer wait for their commander.

"them."

Nomark took the tissue handed by Olinsky and wiped the tears on his face with trembling: "Where did you find them?"

The red eyes looked at himself.

"In the river."

Ethan pursed his lips and said truthfully: "We found a truck in a river."

"Your husband and son are inside."

These things are not secrets.

The other party will know sooner or later.

"Jesus."

When Nomark thought of that scene, tears kept streaming down her face. She took a big breath and kept wiping her face with trembling fingers.

After a few minutes, the sobbing stopped again.

Her whole body also became calm, and she stared at the toys on the table with very complicated eyes.

Seeing her like this, Ethan frowned.

I have seen this look on Sandro's body, it was the obsession for revenge that could only be washed away with blood.

"No matter what I say, nothing can bring you real comfort." Olinsky held the other person's hand and said softly: "Please believe that I can understand this."

"I promise that for your family, we will find the guy responsible for this."

"Prison must be that guy's way back."

"Why."

Nomark turned his head slowly, his voice sounding like scraping wood: "Why can a person do such a thing to others?"

"Why do such people exist in the world?"

This question stumped Olinsky.

He recalled the cases he had experienced over the past few decades, looked at the floor and said silently: "No one knows the answer to this."

"It can only be said that some people are simply not worthy of living in this world."

This sentence, like a bolt of lightning, struck Nomak's mind hard, and her eyes became firm. Some revenge needs to be avenged by herself, and prison is not the only way back.

Ethan on the side saw all this.

He didn't know what to say. In his opinion, revenge was the right of the other party, there was no doubt about it.

It's just that it's difficult to do this based on the other party's ability.

Although Nomark's mood had stabilized a lot, Olinsky still chatted with her for more than ten minutes before standing up. After this explanation, this woman should no longer want to go to a dead end.

After saying goodbye to each other, the two walked outside together.

"Wait a moment."

When they came to the door, a low call stopped them in their tracks.

"About the murderer."

Nomark caught up and said in a hoarse voice: "After you catch him, can you notify me?"

"I want to meet that person."

She stared at Ethan and begged repeatedly: "Just take a look from a distance. I want to know who killed my family."

This request is abnormal.

But when the time comes, we will meet in court.

When Olinsky saw the other party's look, he shrugged and was about to agree for Ethan.

"You go out first."

Ethan took the lead and pointed to the door: "Let me say a few words to her."

We are all friends and superiors.

On some occasions, it was necessary to obey orders. Olinsky nodded and walked out of the house quickly.

"bump."

As the door closed, the room became quiet.

"I know what you want to do."

Ethan glanced at the environment in the room and made sure there was no surveillance, then he touched his arm behind his waist, and a Glock appeared in his hand.

"The following conversation did not happen."

He took a rag from the cabinet next to him and wiped it slowly and carefully for possible fingerprints: "This gun is called Glock 17. How to shoot it? You can search online for videos."

"It's simple and not difficult to learn."

"Whenever I get the chance, I will send you a message."

"The content is asking you if you want to provide legal aid. I can help in this regard."

"When you see the message, you go to the police station."

He looked at the shocked mother and said in a deep voice: "You can take care of the rest."

"What I can do is give you a chance for revenge."

The door closed and the footsteps faded away.

The words just now kept lingering in Nomark's mind. She stood blankly for a while, then slowly stepped forward and grabbed the clean Glock in her hand without hesitation.

The feeling of holding the handle of the gun made her feel extremely at ease.

Looking at the photos of his family hanging on the wall, a wisp of tears fell from the corner of Nomark's eyes. The hand holding the gun was so hard that his knuckles turned white.

outside the house.

Ethan got into the car and sighed secretly.

I don’t know whether what I did was right or wrong, but the choice of all these lies in Nomark’s hands.

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