Chapter 412 The Real Murderer Is Sam

Speaking of this, she paused a bit sadly before continuing, "My mother was afraid that I might get depression or autism if I went on like this, so she hired a hypnotist to make me forget it." In order to prevent her from feeling that there was a gap in the memory, her mother specially asked the hypnotist to make up a good memory for her, and the illusion that she hated red. "In other words, I have already remembered everything that happened that day. I said it again! It was not my mother who killed your parents." Violet looked at Stanley. "That red car! You tell me it’s not your mother’s car?" Stanley swallowed. His voice was a little hoarse. Violet closed her eyes and said, "It's not my mother’s car. My mother just happened to drove the same car with the murderer. That car was a Mercedes-Benz 300, which was the hot-selling model of the year in J City. Not only my mom bought that car. You can go to the car company to check who those buyers are." "Just according to this, you think