Eye of Sin

Chapter 7 Report abnormality

Regardless of what kind of child Vayne was on ordinary days, whether she was close to or distant from her father, at least at such a critical moment, her aunt's words made her father feel very uncomfortable.

"She's not that kind of child!" Vayne's father's voice carried a hint of anger. "She's not even here anymore, and you're still talking about whether she studied hard enough for the entrance exam!

She was my only daughter! If I could choose, I'd rather die for her, let her live well, eat, drink, and have fun, even if she achieved nothing in her life!"

As he spoke, tears fell from his eyes again. "Just a few days ago, I called her and told her to stop bothering with the entrance exam. She had been trying for two years, didn't even come close to the passing score. I suggested I arrange a job for her, but she refused. We ended up arguing, and she blocked my number. She wouldn't answer my calls anymore...

Otherwise, I wouldn't have let her go watch that damn movie!"

"A horror movie? Did Yulo have an accident watching that horror movie?" Vayne's aunt was stunned. "Didn't they say that movie scared people to death? Did Vayne also die from being scared by the movie?!"

"You knew she wanted to watch a horror movie?" Vayne's father turned to his sister.

Vayne's aunt nodded. "She mentioned in the morning that she wanted to watch that movie she had been looking forward to for a long time, extremely scary and thrilling. I didn't allow it, and she got mad at me."

"You could stop your own daughter, why didn't you help me stop her?!" Vayne's father exclaimed in frustration.

Vayne's aunt felt a bit aggrieved, "Could I have stopped her? Since she was about ten, you let her do whatever she wanted, told me not to interfere. As long as she was happy, anything was fine!

And when she got older, you see, she wouldn't listen to a word I said! When she was happy, she'd call me 'Auntie,' but when she was upset, she'd say, 'You're not my mom, you have no right to control me,' and then I couldn't say anything!"

As she spoke, Vayne's father regained some rationality. Thinking about his daughter's consistent personality, he knew this was something her aunt couldn't have stopped. He sighed and fell silent.

He couldn't find the words, but Vayne's aunt had something to say.

She looked serious as she addressed Jiajia, "Officer, let me tell you, my niece was always very healthy. I accompanied her to her annual check-ups, so this definitely isn't our fault.

As for that horror movie, why wouldn't a legitimate cinema show it? There must be a reason!

My daughter said that movie scared people to death. I've listened for a while and figured it out. My niece went to watch a movie, and then this happened, right?

Wasn't she scared to death by that movie? I've heard people can get scared to death before, so shouldn't the police be involved? Shouldn't that cinema be held accountable?

My daughter told me they didn't allow the movie to be shown elsewhere, the cinema showed it secretly, didn't even dare to advertise it. Doesn't that show they're guilty?

We had such a good child, in her twenties, the best time of her life, and they scared her to death with a movie. The police need to give our family an explanation!"

"Now, we still don't have a final conclusion on the cause of death. The most important thing is to figure out what happened to Vayne first, and accountability can come after we have clear reasons," Jiajia explained to Vayne's aunt.

Vayne's father fully agreed with this sentiment, nodding repeatedly. "Nothing else matters to me; I just want to know what happened to my daughter!"

As they spoke, there was a knock on the door of the meeting room. Jiajia called out, "Please come in," and Howard entered, walking straight to her and handing her a report.

Taking a look, Jiajia saw that it was the initial findings of the toxicology test. She gestured for Vayne's family to wait and carefully read through the report.

The conclusions in the report weren't particularly surprising, aligning with Jiajia's earlier speculations. Vayne's body did indeed have traces of a certain substance, one with addictive properties and hallucinogenic effects.

Based on Jiajia's knowledge, this substance could induce hallucinations in small doses and potentially lead to death if accumulated to a certain level.

In simpler terms, the substance detected was a recognized recreational d**g, one strictly prohibited by law.

In Jiajia's mind, she recalled the footage from the mall security cameras, where Vayne appeared excited and jubilant, seemingly under the influence.

At the time, they had assumed she was just enjoying herself with friends, out for a day of shopping and movies, explaining her exceptionally good mood. But now, it was evident it was something else entirely.

She must have still been under the influence, not fully recovered to her normal state.

According to the report's conclusions, the concentration of the substance in Vayne's blood wasn't enough to cause immediate cardiac arrest and sudden death.

So, the true cause of death still needed further investigation, but this substance could very well be a significant contributing factor.

"What's Dr. Zhang's opinion?" Jiajia asked Howard.

Howard had already discussed this with Dr. Zhang before returning.

"Dr. Zhang suggests that further testing would be best," he replied. "Common recreational drugs have been ruled out in the preliminary tests. If there are other possibilities, they're likely uncommon, beyond our capabilities here. We'll need to send samples to the provincial laboratory.

The current conclusion is that the deceased had an elevated heart rate possibly induced by the consumption of a recreational d**g, compounded by the stress from the horror movie, which could have led to sudden cardiac arrest. At the moment, we can't conclusively determine foul play.

Dr. Zhang also can't guarantee that sending samples to the provincial lab will yield definitive results. So, we need to consult the family."

"I have no objections!" Vayne's father interjected before Howard finished speaking. He stood up from the sofa so abruptly it was more of a leap than a stand.

"My daughter was a good kid. Yes, she had a bit of rebelliousness in her, but she knew right from wrong. She would never touch any kind of drugs you're talking about!"

It was clear that this test result was a blow to him, something he found hard to accept. "There must be foul play involved! Someone must have drugged my daughter!

So, go ahead and investigate! Send it to the provincial lab, or even higher if needed, I have no objections! If there are any costs involved, we'll take care of them!

Money is not an issue; I just want an explanation, proof that my daughter didn't bring this upon herself! I fully support your work, and I'll sign whatever permissions you need!"