Chapter 720
There were nearly two hundred victims involved in the 101 missing persons case, and Leslie had memorized all of their names.
As such, she knew trouble was coming when she heard Jonathan say that Lynn was his sister.
Everyone present at the scene assumed Jonathan was merely talking big when he threatened to kill everyone earlier.
However, Leslie had witnessed Jonathan's power first-hand, so she knew he meant every word he said.
Jonathan could easily slaughter everyone at the police station if he wanted to.
“I'll take you to the evidence room,” Leslie said and made her way toward the elevator without any hesitation whatsoever.
Jasper quickly stepped forward to stop her.
“What are you doing? You can't just let anybody into the evidence room—”
Bam!
Jasper was sent flying by an invisible force and crashed into the wall on the side.
Jonathan then casually walked right past him while everyone watched on in fear.
No one saw what Jonathan did or how he did it, but they knew he was the one who injured Holden and Jasper.
That was their first time seeing an actual cultivator in action.
“I'm sorry, Mr. Hoffman. I'll explain everything to you afterward,” Leslie hastily apologized before entering the elevator.
Being the head of the Serious Crime Unit, Leslie was able to easily bring Jonathan into the evidence room. She then retrieved
the files related to the 101 missing person case, including the ones regarding Lynn's whereabouts.
“We found Ms. Chancer's body in Carmelo's mansion. He's the wealthiest man in this city. There are about one hundred and
sixty more victims just like her. As of now, over forty of the bodies have yet to be claimed,” Leslie explained while placing the
photographs on the table in front of him.
“Oh, by the way, take a look at this. This is the state of Carmelo's body when we found him. It's really strange...”
“His corpse was just controlled by a cultivator like a puppet,” Jonathan said calmly.
He then shot Leslie an icy-cold gaze as he continued, “I came here to look for the person who killed Lynn, not to help you solve
this case.”
For some reason, his icy-cold gaze reminded Leslie of the horrific and brutal moment when Blackey Carlson was arrested.
“U-Understood. After conducting a series of investigations, we have confirmed that Ryan Leiter is the mastermind behind all of
this.”
“Ryan Leiter?” Jonathan asked, knitting his brows.
I've heard of that name when I helped Leslie capture Blackey Carlson. I can't believe they haven't caught him...
“Yes, that's right. This is the one,” Leslie said. She then flipped through the folder and placed a photo on the table.
Jonathan froze when he saw the person in the photograph.
The next thing Leslie knew, the photograph had levitated into the air and was floating between them.
“What did you say his name was?” he asked with a solemn tone.
“I...” Leslie felt her mind go blank from the sudden, inexplicable pressure around her. She had always been careful around
Jonathan, meticulously paying attention to his reactions.
I don't get it... Jonathan didn't react at all when he heard Ryan's name before this, so why is he reacting so strongly now? Lynn
must hold a really special place in his heart, huh...
“His name is Ryan Leiter—”
“F*ck! How could it be him?”
The veins on Jonathan's forehead were bulging beneath his skin.
While Jonathan didn't have perfect memory, he was able to remember the names and faces of those who attacked him no matter
how many years had passed.
That was why he managed to recognize the person in the photograph almost instantly.
That man was none other than Quinton of the Gomez family in Lumonburg, whom he had killed by severely injuring him.
Jonathan started having flashbacks of the incident in Lumonburg after seeing the photograph.
Zane plunged into despair after seeing me kill Philip, so he took his own life by detonating the explosives. As for Quinton,
however, I didn't bother to confirm his death after severely wounding him. By the time I returned to the Gomez residence, they
were already holding a funeral for the three of them. So, Quinton Gomez is Ryan Leiter, huh?
“Ryan Leiter... Who would've thought he'd change his name, eh?” Jonathan muttered under his breath with his fists tightly
clenched.
I can't believe it... Ryan is actually Quinton, whom Philip and Zane had sacrificed their lives to protect! As a person who has been
through countless life-threatening situations, I am well aware of the dangers of leaving loose ends. What I don't understand is
why Quinton would go to Xenhall, kidnap Lynn, and then kill her in Summerbank. Shouldn't he come after me in Edenic Heights
instead? Could this really just be a coincidence?
With that in mind, Jonathan turned toward Leslie and said, “I want all of the information you have on Ryan, including where he
was last seen.”
“We last saw him at Summerbank Mountain. Due to the huge number of victims involved in this missing persons case, we
deployed all of our high-tech equipment and tracked Ryan down to Summerbank Mountain, where he seemingly disappeared,”
Leslie replied without any hesitation.
Jonathan froze when he heard that.
Xenhall, Summerbank, Summerbank Mountain... Why do I feel like Ryan and I are going around in circles? He's going through
the exact same locations as I did when I first arrived in Summerbank!
“When did he disappear in Summerbank Mountain?”
“On the day you descended Summerbank Mountain. Have you forgotten, Mr. Goldstein? My men surrounded you when you
arrived at the bottom of the mountain. We were actually there to catch Ryan at the time,” Leslie explained.
Jonathan felt as though all of his strength was drained from his body in an instant.
I carjacked a police car and rushed to the airport that day! If that was when Ryan disappeared in Summerbank Mountain, then
that means we passed by each other! I would've been able to catch him if I had left Summerbank Abyss sooner! To think that I
passed him by right after he killed Lynn...
Jonathan clenched his fists tightly as his spiritual energy levels continued to rise.
If I passed Ryan by in Summerbank Mountain, then what about Summerbank and Xenhall? Was it the same as well? Would
things have been different if I never went looking for Lynn? I can't believe I'm the one who caused her tragedy!
“Leslie, you said Ryan disappeared in Summerbank Mountain, right?”
“Yes, that's right. It's as though he had vanished into thin air. We have the mountain heavily surrounded, but we haven't been
able to find him at all,” Leslie replied cautiously.
Jonathan gently swiped his finger across Ryan's photograph, slicing it cleanly in half as he said, “I think I know where he is.”