Lorne's description was roughly the same as Cindy and Cole's.

The disagreement appeared after the money was split.

"You took all of the oil paintings?"

"Yes."

"Where is 'Snowy Night' by the Impressionist master Schelder Hasen?"

"I don't know, I never saw that painting from beginning to end."

"Lorne, since you've decided to turn yourself in, I hope you can show a good attitude. If you lie to the police, the value of your confession will be greatly diminished."

"I'm not lying. Indeed, I got quite a few oil paintings, but none of them was Schelder Hasen's 'Snowy Night.' Otherwise, I wouldn't just have a few million US Dollars to my name. The money I have now is earned through my own efforts. Of course, that starting capital was indispensable."

Luke stared at him for a while, then continued to ask, "Where are the bodies of Anna and her son Shuayate?"

"I'm not sure, the bodies were handled by Tony and Cindy."

"What was your relationship with Anna?"

"Friends."

"What kind of friends?"

"Anna was my lover."

"Your lover died, and you didn't even care about her body?"

"My relationship with Anna was rather complex. Although we kept in touch occasionally, we had actually broken up a while ago. She was with me for the thrill, I couldn't give her the happiness she wanted.

We weren't going to end up together, she knew that, and so did I.

We were just passing through each other's lives.

I was indeed saddened by her death, but that was all to my sorrow."

"Did you come in contact with Shuayate's body?"

"No, that kid was spoiled and not easy to get along with. He didn't like me, and I had no reason to indulge him."

"Where is Mrs. Anna's younger daughter Lily?"

Lorne looked outside the lounge,"Sofia, she's Anna's daughter."

"Did you leave most of your assets to Sofia out of guilt?"

"I love her, please don't doubt that."

"Yet, as far as I know, your little daughter didn't receive much inheritance. Let alone in comparison to Sofia, she even got less than your stepson. Why is that?"

"If you had met my stepson Brooke, you would know that he's a decent guy. I quite like him. We watched games together quite often and had a lot in common.

He really liked my Porsche, and isn't it good to give the right things to the right people?"

"Then why are the contents of the written will different from the video will? Your wife and little daughter were heartbroken when they saw it. Don't you love them?"

"I've not been very smooth in my emotional life, never have been. I'm infertile... oh, it's not that I can't perform, just that I can't have children of my own."

"Then why would you adopt Sofia and not return her to her biological father?"

"Well... that's a bit complicated." Lorne fell silent for a moment, "At first, I didn't know about my infertility, and even doubted whether Sofia was my daughter.

After spending time together, feeling grew, she was the only one who would call me 'Dad', the only one who truly cared about me.

Plus, I've checked out Hans' situation, and it's not good; he's not capable of taking good care of Sofia."

"Knowing you were infertile and that your little daughter probably wasn't your own, why didn't you leave your current wife?"

"No one is without secrets; after living together for a long time, even without saying, one can sense certain things. Just like that warehouse, I never told my wife Caroline.

But she knew where it was and never looked for it.

Knowing I had secrets, but not uncovering them, she needed my income to maintain a decent life, wanted to get my inheritance.

If I had brought up divorce, it probably would have ended in disaster.

Just like how she became furious when she found out most of the inheritance went to Sofia, hitting and scolding me on my sickbed, then storming off to the warehouse that very night.

Moreover, other than that affair, Caroline has been a pretty good wife.

As you grow older and experience more, you start to understand the difficulties of life.

Some things just fade into insignificance.

Your anger shows that you still care about her.

If you no longer care, then it doesn't matter anymore.

If even Clinton is helpless, what is there for me to fuss over."

...

After finishing the statement, Lorne processed his bail.

Throughout the entire ordeal, Luke never mentioned the real cause of Shuayate's death.

There was no use in mentioning it.

If it wasn't Lorne who did it, he wouldn't admit to it.

If it was Lorne, he still wouldn't admit to it.

Without evidence, Lorne could just post bail either way, so why alert him unnecessarily?

The initial cause of the 'Telson Estate Missing Case' had already been uncovered, now only two key questions remained.

Who delivered the killing blow to Shuayate?

Where is the oil painting worth tens of millions of US Dollars?

That's a reward of two hundred thousand US Dollars!

With that money, Luke could live quite comfortably, even take his family or girlfriend on vacation.

He wanted to experience all the things he hadn't played, seen, or eaten in his previous life.

In the United States, as long as you have money, there's nothing you can't do.

Looking at the testimonies of the three, the oil painting was most likely in Lorne's possession.

The police indeed found some oil paintings in Lorne's warehouse, but not the one called 'Snowy Night'.

Either Lorne was lying, hiding the painting elsewhere,

Or the painting truly wasn't in Lorne's hands.

That's not right.

There's another possibility.

You can't see the true face of Mount Lu because you're in the midst of it.

Before his time travel, Luke had been involved in solving a case of a stolen calligraphy painting.

The suspect was caught, but the stolen painting was never found.

After persistent interrogation and faced with substantial evidence, the suspect finally revealed the whereabouts of the painting.

The real painting had been mounted within the interlayer of a counterfeit painting.

A painting within a painting.

In the warehouse, a total of eleven oil paintings were discovered; was it possible that the 'Snowy Night' was hidden among these ordinary works of art.

Luke shared this speculation with Susan.

Susan was stunned for a moment, "A painting hidden within another painting? Matthew, is this kind of operation feasible?"

Matthew thought for a moment, "Theoretically it's feasible, but it would be very difficult to execute and the authentic painting would definitely be thicker than an ordinary painting.

However, I think it's a good idea. We can get an expert on oil paintings to verify it."

"Ding-ling-ling..." Luke's phone began to ring.

He took out his phone and saw it was Boreet's number, the day shift manager of the storage center.

"Hello, this is Luke."

"Officer Luke, there's an auction at the warehouse tomorrow, are you interested?"

"What time tomorrow?"

"Around 2 PM."

"OK, I'll be there."

"I wish you a pleasant bidding experience in advance."

"Thanks." Luke hung up.

The system storage had a reserve of 44,000 US Dollars, and he had always wanted to liquidate this money.

The auction was a good opportunity for liquidation.

He had just over two hundred US Dollars on him, out of which he had to pay a hundred dollars as a cleaning deposit.

Meaning he had just over a hundred dollars left for the bidding fee.

He couldn't help but worry, what if he couldn't win the bid?

He didn't know how long it would be till the next auction; he needed to get some money.

Mom, no way.

Daisy, not happening.

The chubby kid was recently wooing a girl, probably broke too.

Whom could he borrow money from?