Chapter 466: The Final Chapter Unfolded

The final chapter unfolded, peeling back layers of mystery.

The physics teacher emerged from the shadows of truth.

He had designed a flawless murder using precise physics knowledge.

The evidence seemed irrefutable, the killer all but confirmed.

Yet Connor Hayes suddenly spoke, "Is he really the culprit?"

Helen Whitmore's gaze deepened.

"There are several intriguing details in the book..." Connor's slender fingers tapped the pages.

First, the angle of the shadow in the stairwell was off.

Second, the murder weapon vanished and reappeared without explanation.

Third, the lone girl kept men's slippers at home—highly unusual.

"These details suggest the real killer is someone else." Connor closed the book. "Though it's just my theory."

Helen's lips curved. "Noticing these means you already have the answer, don't you?"

"So," amusement flickered in Connor's eyes, "there'll be a sequel?"

Helen smiled without answering.

Her silence said everything.

The car stopped at the alley entrance.

Clara Whitmore thanked him and stepped out with her parents.

"Thank you so much, Connor," Daniel Whitmore said warmly.

"Don't mention it, sir."

As they climbed the stairs, Daniel suddenly paused.

"Wait... I never told you our address."

Clara's heart skipped.

Helen rolled her eyes. "Took you long enough."

"This question," she said meaningfully, "is for Clara."

Daniel finally understood. "Clara, you and Connor—"

"Just friends!" Clara hurried to explain. "He's helped me a few times, that's all."

"You're not close, yet he helps so often?"

"He's... just kind! Didn't he catch that thief for you today?"

Daniel nodded. "True."

Helen: "..."

"Dad, let's go. The bags are heavy."

"Give them to me..."

On the drive back, Connor was in high spirits.

He dialed a number. "Mason, get Julian. Tea time."

"...Tea?" Mason Reed thought he misheard.

"Yes, tea."

Mason: "..."

Tea in broad daylight?

He couldn't comprehend.

At the serene teahouse.

Julian Cross entered, skeptical. "What's this new whim?"

Connor poured tea. "Try it. Freshly brewed."

Julian glanced. "Tasteless. Pass."

Mason, already two cups in, nodded vigorously.

Then Grant Holloway walked in.

Julian and Mason froze.

They exchanged stunned looks.

Mason mouthed: Your idea?

Julian shook his head: As if I'd dare.