One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

Chapter 480 Safe Opened

She was aware of the fact that Stanley’s parents were ran into by Sam.

So she was eager for Stanley to find the will, sanction Sam, and avenge his parents.

But Jordan had hidden the will so secretly that Stanley could not find where it was.

Well, now, he finally found it.

In the study, Stanley told Fraser to put the safe on the table.

Fraser put it on the table and put batteries in it.

The code display on the safe, instantly, lit up.

Fraser sighed in relief, "Great, the code isn't broken, it still works, it would be bad if it broke. Almost no

one can fix it, it can only be sent to the military to be repaired, and it will be troublesome."

No businessman wanted to get involved with the military, much less owe them favors.

It was annoying in case the military asked you to do something for them, and you can even refuse the

things that you did not want to do.

Stanley didn't care about that and only wanted to open it.

Fraser stopped him, "Wait a minute, Mr. Murphy."

"What's wrong?" Stanley looked at him.

"Do you know what the password is?" Fraser asked, "The password can only be entered three times, if

it is not correct three times, the lock will start the self-destruct procedure, then the safe will not be able

to open, unless explosive bomb is used, but in that case we have to turn to the military for help. Even if

the military blows up the safe, the things inside may be shattered."

Stanley pursed his thin lips and stared at the lock without answering.

Because he didn't really know what the password was, and it wasn't on his grandfather's letter.

Fraser suggested, "Why don't you try Mr. Jordan's birthday, or your parent's birthday?"

Stanley agreed, and then entered his grandfather's birthday, however, the password showed an error.

Stanley frowned and followed up by entering his father's birthday, but the password was still wrong.

Now, he could not enter it anymore.

It had already been entered twice in a row, both incorrectly, and in case the last one was wrong too, the

safe wouldn't open.

Stanley stared soberly at the safe, a low-pressure chill radiating around him.

The will had been found, but he could not take it out from the safe.

It felt terrible.

Fraser found it annoying that Mr. Jordan hid the will in a place like that and made it difficult to get it out.

He did not expect that there was a password, which was torturing.

For a moment, the study was quiet.

After a while, Stanley suddenly thought of something, and after clenching his fist, he once again put his

hand on the lock.

"Mr. Murphy, you know the password?" Fraser asked. Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Stanley narrowed his eyes, "Give it one last try, and if it doesn't work, make a trip to the military."

When he finished, he began to enter his password.

After entering, Stanley pressed the OK button under Fraser's nervous gaze.

The next second, the lock suddenly showed it was correct.

Fraser's voice trembled with excitement, "Mr. Murphy, it's open, it's open."

Stanley's thin lips curled slightly, "I saw it."

"Mr. Murphy, what's the password you entered?" Fraser asked, looking at him.

"It's my Grandma's birthday." Stanley replied.

Fraser uttered, "So it's your grandma's birthday, I thought it was the anniversary of your parents'

death."

"Grandpa once said that he habitually set my grandmother's birthday as the password for everything

after she died, so this should be no exception." Stanley explained.

Fraser nodded, "So that's how it is."

Stanley opened the safe, and inside was a stack of document, and a flash drive.

Stanley gave the flash drive to Fraser, and then took the document out and read them one by one.

Sure enough, it was evidence that Sam ran over his parents.

It contained information on the driver and the vehicle of the car involved in the accident, and blood

identification on the car, as well as a flow of money transfers from Sam paid for driver.

Seeing that, a strong killing intent erupted from Stanley's eyes.

At this time, Fraser looked over, "Mr. Murphy, inside the flash drive is the recording of the conversation

between Sam and the driver involved in the accident, and the surveillance video of the crash back then,

these two things, plus the information you have, can already convict Sam."

Without speaking, Stanley clicked on the recording.

The recording was made by the two men when the driver finished the job arranged by Sam.

When the driver said that Tom and his wife died on the spot, Sam, who was on the recording, laughed

out loud in pleasure.

That laughter made Fraser's goose bumps rise.

"I thought that even if he killed his brother and sister-in-law, he should have developed some guilt

afterwards, after all, they were his families, but I didn't expect that he felt happy." Fraser sighed.

The corners of Stanley's mouth curled coldly, "It doesn't matter, the moment he's sentenced to death,

I'll feel happy too."

"You are right." Fraser nodded.

Stanley then clicked the surveillance.

The surveillance was pretty much the same as the time he'd watched earlier, only with a few more

minor details.

That was the red car that hit his parents. He saw the license plate.

The red car didn't even stop after it hit his parents, it just drove off and disappeared down the ramp.

It didn't take long for another red car to drive by, this was Lily's car, the license plate was different from

the previous one.

The red car, just like Violet said, crushed his father's leg, and then stopped not far away, followed by

the door opening and Lily leading Violet out of the car.

So it was indeed not Lily who hit his parents.

"This person ......" Stanley suddenly paused the surveillance and zoomed in.

A little girl in a yellow dress was seen standing on the side of the road, holding up her phone and taking

pictures.

But the little girl was wearing a hood and her face could not be seen.

Fraser looked at the little girl, and then looked at the road. He suddenly understood something and said

in shock, "Mr. Murphy, that video you saw earlier could have been taken by this little girl, right? From

where this little girl was standing, the angle of that video was taken was exactly from her."

"She's the one who took it." Stanley nodded with certainty, "There were quite a few onlookers around,

but none of them had their phones, what does that mean?"

Fraser thought for a moment, but didn't come up with answer.

Stanley said with gloomy eyes, "Eighteen years ago, there were no smartphones, not even a concept

of smart phone, but this girl has one, so it's obvious that her identity is not ordinary."

"Right." By him mentioning the point so much, Fraser understood, "Eighteen years ago, there were only

two or three kinds of mobile phones with filming functions, and they were all priced above twenty

thousand, so ordinary people could not afford to buy them, it was the Tora Phone this little girl used."

Fraser recognized the phone's brand by the blurry shape of the phone.

Stanley pursed his lips, "Have someone go to Tora company, find the purchase records from eighteen

years ago, since she could afford such an expensive phone, they should be records. When you get the

records, find out this little girl."

"Yes, but what's the point of looking for her? She's just someone who happened to see the crash

before filming it." Fraser said.

"Happen to see it?" Stanley sneered, "Then why did the video she took appear in my email in eighteen

years?"