Chapter 325 Not Afraid, Love is Love

The news reported that the drug lord Tristan, during his escape, realized he had no way out and chose to commit suicide along with the influential figure Jason and a few of his close protectors.

It was said that by the time the police caught up with them, they were already dead.

The preliminary judgment was suicide.

Cecilia thought, 'It couldn't be suicide.

If it were suicide, Jason wouldn't be there.

If Jason was there, it definitely wasn't suicide.

Because Jason was brought there by Cassius.'

She turned to look at Alaric.

Alaric immediately sensed Cecilia's unease and asked, "What's wrong?"

Cecilia lightly pressed her lips together.

She really didn't know who Alaric was.

She said, "The drug lord is dead. The police said it was suicide."

Alaric's expression changed subtly.

"Do you think so?" Cecilia asked.

"No," Alaric replied bluntly.

Cecilia's heart skipped a beat.

Alaric denied it without hesitation.

He said, "I killed him."

Cecilia looked at him.

"I won't lie to you, Cecilia. What I say is either the truth, or I choose to remain silent," Alaric said seriously. "I did kill the drug lord. When I went to the fireworks factory, I received information about a deal, so I infiltrated. As for how I knew about the deal, I admit that I've known about this criminal gang for a long time. For this election, I wanted to take them down to gain merit. So, I had Cassius investigate this drug cartel for me, and then I got the message about the drug deal."

Cecilia listened to Alaric's explanation in silence.

She didn't know how to face Alaric.

"In the end, the fact that they could hide in the fireworks factory for so many years without being discovered shows their capability. When I was secretly taking evidence, I was suddenly discovered. This gang has a strong anti-surveillance awareness, which isn't surprising since Tristan was professionally trained before he was tempted into a life of crime. So, when I was discovered, they immediately set the factory on fire to destroy the evidence," Alaric explained.

"While doing all this, the leader took the opportunity to escape in the chaos. I quickly buried my phone in the ground and followed them. The reason I left my phone behind, you can probably guess. First, the drug cartel has connections with local forces, who would likely help the drug lord and could use the phone signal to locate him, putting me in more danger. Second, if I died while chasing Tristan, at least the evidence would remain and be found. And it turns out I was right, you found it!"

Cecilia stared at Alaric for a long time before finally speaking, "How did you manage to kill Tristan and everyone else? Even if Cassius and Augustus arrived later, there were only three of you, but ten of them died!"

She was unsure why she was inquiring, nor did she know the desired response.

"I just followed Tristan and his men quietly, not daring to act rashly, waiting for backup. I didn't expect you to come, but I trusted Cassius would. I needed Cassius to help me coordinate," Alaric said, his eyes still on her. "With my skills and Cassius's coordination, taking down ten people wasn't difficult."

Cecilia thought, 'So, what kind of skills did Alaric have?

How powerful was he?

What were his ambitions?'

"Are you afraid of me?" Alaric asked.

After all his explanations, he asked her.

Cecilia didn't know, so she didn't answer.

"Don't be afraid of me." Alaric suddenly reached out.

He pulled Cecilia into his arms, and Cecilia didn't resist.

It seemed that only in his warm and familiar embrace could she feel Alaric's real presence.

"One day, I'll come back to you clean," Alaric's voice was soft.

But it was a vow.

He was telling her that one day, he would leave behind all his current brutal ways and live an ordinary life with her.

"I'm not afraid," Cecilia suddenly said.

Alaric's arms stiffened.

"I love you," Cecilia said. "Even if you're a murderer."

Alaric suddenly smiled.

His hard-to-conceal smile was evident as hell.

"I'm just worried that in your world, I might be worthless," Cecilia suddenly sighed.

Cecilia wasn't being self-deprecating.

She had been slapped in the face by reality so many times that developed a strong sense of self-doubt.That she had

"No, you're smarter than I thought," Alaric praised without hesitation.

Cecilia frowned.

Alaric said, "Do you know when Cassius told me you went to Lindwood too?"

"When?"

"When we had taken down the drug lord and the others," Alaric said bluntly.

"If it had been earlier, would you have come to find me first?" Cecilia asked.

Alaric was silent.

Cecilia was inexplicably angry.

Alaric was actually hesitating!

"Probably not," Alaric suddenly answered.

After hesitating, he still said no.

Cecilia felt that one day she was going to be pissed off at Alaric.

"The reason I chased the drug lord was partly to gain more merit. If the drug lord escaped, the merit would be greatly reduced. On the other hand, if the drug lord escaped, it would mean all our efforts were in vain. You know the saying, 'Wildfire can't destroy the grass; it grows again when the spring breeze blows.' If we didn't solve it thoroughly this time, there would be another Lindwood next time. So, from a big-picture perspective, I would first take down the drug lord."

Listening to Alaric's explanation, Cecilia was angry, but she had no reason to lose her temper.

Alaric made perfect sense.

She thought, 'It's a shame Alaric isn't going to be a negotiator!'

But she had to admit that Alaric's words at least showed that he wasn't bad.

Although he wasn't a good person, he definitely wasn't an evil person.

If he were terrible, Alaric wouldn't think that letting a drug lord go would bring more significant harm to society.

"And when I found out you came here and even investigated the truth on your own..." Alaric's eyes looked straight at Cecilia.

Even now, he seemed to be still in shock.

He said, "It was like an atomic bomb went off inside me."

Cecilia pressed her lips together.

She didn't know if Alaric was worried about her or mocking her for overestimating herself.

She felt it was both!

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