Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

Chapter 305

I abruptly halted, my gaze following their figures as they moved into the main hall. I perked up my ears

to catch what the officer was saying.

"A driving recorder inside a sedan parked on the slope, and it recorded everything." A young policeman

in a casual shirt excitedly announced, pulling out a USB stick from his pocket.

People in the hall immediately gathered around, obviously excited by the news.

I turned to the female officer who had brought us in, "Did you find a clue about Evan? Can I see it too?"

The officer hesitated, so I quickly pleaded, "Maybe I can help identify something."

At this, she looked unsure, but I didn't give her time to respond, "Don't worry. I know your procedures

are confidential. I won't say a word to anyone."

Without waiting for her approval, I walked further into the room. I was desperate to see what was going

on.

The female officer called after me, and the male officer who had questioned me earlier, obviously a

leader, looked surprised. He quickly understood what was happening and waved the female officer off,

indicating she should let me stay.

Hannah and I walked over. The leader instructed the young officer who had arrived last, "Take it to the

conference room, and put it on the big screen."

We all moved to a larger conference room. The young man plugged in the USB stick and turned on the

large television screen.

The screen flickered a few times before a dark scene appeared, and the sound of a steady rain was

audible in the background.

My nerves immediately tightened, and my eyes fixed on the screen.

The scene was dimly lit, showing a curve in the road, a gentle slope extending into the distance.

Sparse lights twinkled in the darkness. The rain was heavy, and no one was around. The gathered

rainwater rushed down the slope in a swift and relentless torrent.

I gripped my hands tightly, hardly daring to breathe, afraid to miss any detail.

This went on for what felt like a long time, and then, finally, a figure appeared, ghost-like as it moved up Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

the slope.

The image was blurry, perhaps due to the angle, appearing and disappearing intermittently.

The leader ordered, "Zoom in."

The image was enhanced, and though the figure was cloaked in a large raincoat with a hat covering his

face, it was clear that he was carrying a child. Evan was wearing light-colored clothing, which stood out

against the darkness. His legs dangled down, clearly lying across the man's shoulders with his face

buried into the man's neck.

Rain pounded relentlessly on them, his small body exposed to the rain.

Tears blurred my vision, and I trembled involuntarily. I quickly cleaned my tears, afraid to miss anything.

The man kept looking back as he moved, observing his surroundings.

A wave of despair washed over me as I recognized Evan in the video. I regretted not confronting Zora

earlier to get Evan back.

Warm tears streamed down my face, and my heart ached.

The figure paused, looking around. Evan in his arms squirmed, straightening up, and looked at the

person. He struggled.

The man appeared to mutter something, and Evan struggled more, one shoe falling off.

I held my breath, my eyes glued to the screen.

The man seemed to become angry, slapping Evan's bottom. Evan immediately stilled, and a faint cry

could be heard.

The man quickened his pace, then suddenly stopped and looked back the way he had come. He then

lowered Evan from his shoulders.

I was so nervous, a bitter taste filling my mouth. I tried to hold back my tears, keeping my gaze on the

screen.

But the next scene that unfolded left everyone in the room stunned.