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Sweet like Wine: Love Your Dimples Even More-Chapter 119 - 63: Other People’s Stories (Part 2)
But no matter how dark the hand is, there is only one.
Once you’ve experienced enough, you know, no matter what is stuck between your teeth, you can slowly clear it with dental floss.
The truth lies before Sean Lowell.
Face it or not, the truth is there, unbiased.
Sean Lowell forced himself to continue talking to Frederick in as calm a tone as possible: "You remember, this woman, she’s my mother."
Frederick had figured out that the reason Sean Lowell and Gordon Sterling were at the Brunswick Distillery was different from his expectations, but he couldn’t really possess the sharp detective skills like Holmes.
The information provided by Sean Lowell was a bombshell for Frederick.
The female victim in the case he handled years ago had no other relatives beside a four-year-old daughter.
"I’m very sorry." Frederick apologized for not having thought of the relationship between Sean Lowell and the deceased.
"There’s no need to apologize to me. Can you tell me what happened back then?" Sean Lowell had passed the phase of avoiding reality.
His biggest breakdown was when he saw the newspaper report.
Before that, he had come looking for his mother and sister.
After that, the only person he could search for was his sister.
Before coming to Islay, Sean Lowell was prepared for the worst case scenario: his mother might have married a much older man.
After arriving, he discovered the truth was much worse than his worst case scenario.
After reading the old newspaper from nineteen years ago, Sean Lowell desperately wished that what Catherine Morgan said about her mother marrying a much older man was true.
That way, at least his mother would still be alive.
Compared to life and death, everything else loses importance.
By the time Gordon Sterling arrived on Islay, especially in the restaurant at the Lochindaal Hotel when he met Summer Lowell, Sean Lowell was no longer as collapsed as before.
After receiving the photo from Catherine Morgan’s mother, Sean Lowell had accepted the fact of his mother’s passing.
Even though fate was cruel, at least Heaven didn’t take away his sister Summer Lowell, at least he still had the light in his heart to guide him.
He had a sister waiting for him to guard, and he didn’t have the privilege to collapse.
"Wasn’t the Asian woman who accidentally passed away back then supposed to have no relatives?" Frederick was also somewhat surprised: "Do you have documents that can prove your relationship with the deceased?"
"I came over quite hurriedly this time and didn’t bring any legal documents or such. This photo was given to me by the lady my mother brought to tour the distillery, and I’m very certain the person in the photo is my mother, her name is Quinn Fairmont. If needed, I can request proof from my household registration area."
At home, everything concerning Quinn Fairmont was erased by Finn Lowell, but the police station can certainly find Quinn Fairmont’s passport and ID photo from back then.
After accepting this proposal, Sean Lowell fell silent.
"The strangest thing about the incident back then was Hieronymus Brunswick’s attitude. We once suspected he was involved in the case. If you can provide identification, it will be easier, I can take you to the police bureau to find the sealed records from that year."
"What was wrong with Hieronymus Brunswick’s attitude?" Gordon Sterling decided to learn more on the way to the police station to help his friend.
"At first, he vigorously distanced himself, claiming he had no relationship with the deceased, only a coincidental teacher-student relationship. He very agitatedly urged us to find the deceased’s relatives. He himself also made lots of calls to the embassy."
"This doesn’t sound very strange." Gordon Sterling basically knew all the information Sean Lowell had.
"Initially, it was true. However, the emergency contact number provided during the deceased’s immigration was fake, both we and the embassy called it, and the other side also insisted they had no relationship with the deceased. We searched for two days without finding any immediate relatives of the deceased. Just when we were considering further investigation, Hieronymus abruptly changed his testimony, stating he had a de facto marital relationship with the deceased."
The behavior of altering testimony after recording statements was hard for the police not to suspect.
"And then?" Gordon Sterling continued to gather details.
"Then Hieronymus became the prime suspect, and we dug as deep as we could. We all internally believed he was guilty, but no matter how deep we dug, Hieronymus truly had no time or means to commit the crime, and eventually, the case concluded as accidental death from natural causes."







