Chapter 466

The final chapter unfolded, peeling back layers of mystery.

The physics teacher emerged from the shadows of truth.

He had designed a flawless murder using precise physics knowledge.

The evidence seemed irrefutable, the killer all but confirmed.

Yet Ethan Winston suddenly spoke, "Is he really the culprit?"

Victoria Langley's gaze deepened.

"There are several intriguing details in the book..." Ethan's slender fingers tapped the pages.

First, the angle of the shadow in the stairwell was off.

Second, the murder weapon vanished and reappeared without explanation.

Third, the lone girl kept men's slippers at home—highly unusual.

"These details suggest the real killer is someone else." Ethan closed the book. "Though it's just my theory."

Victoria's lips curved. "Noticing these means you already have the answer, don't you?"

"So," amusement flickered in Ethan's eyes, "there'll be a sequel?"

Victoria smiled without answering.

Her silence said everything.

The car stopped at the alley entrance.

Evelyn Langley thanked him and stepped out with her parents.

"Thank you so much, Ethan," William Langley said warmly.

"Don't mention it, sir."

As they climbed the stairs, William suddenly paused.

"Wait... I never told you our address."

Evelyn's heart skipped.

Victoria rolled her eyes. "Took you long enough."

"This question," she said meaningfully, "is for Evelyn."

William finally understood. "Evelyn, you and Ethan—"

"Just friends!" Evelyn hurried to explain. "He's helped me a few times, that's all."

"You're not close, yet he helps so often?"

"He's... just kind! Didn't he catch that thief for you today?"

William nodded. "True."

Victoria: "..."

"Dad, let's go. The bags are heavy."

"Give them to me..."

On the drive back, Ethan was in high spirits.

He dialed a number. "Dylan, get Julian. Tea time."

"...Tea?" Dylan Lowell thought he misheard.

"Yes, tea."

Dylan: "..."

Tea in broad daylight?

He couldn't comprehend.

At the serene teahouse.

Julian Roscente entered, skeptical. "What's this new whim?"

Ethan poured tea. "Try it. Freshly brewed."

Julian glanced. "Tasteless. Pass."

Dylan, already two cups in, nodded vigorously.

Then Nathan Evans walked in.

Julian and Dylan froze.

They exchanged stunned looks.

Dylan mouthed: Your idea?

Julian shook his head: As if I'd dare.