I was looking forward to Uriah discovering the truth soon, but I was afraid he wouldn't be able to accept it.
The next day, Uriah received a call from Ryle, and there was progress in the case.
Before leaving, Iris drank the porridge Uriah cooked for her and casually asked, "Uriah, have they found any clues about the murderer?"
Uriah nodded and said, "Although the murderer didn't cause me any financial loss, he hurt you. I won't let him go. If I sue him, I will sue him to death!"
I couldn't help but laugh. He always seeks revenge.
When Uriah sued our mother, he hired the most professional legal team and sentenced her from the minimum three-year imprisonment to the maximum ten-year imprisonment.
My mother worked as a farmer all her life and raised the two of us alone. She had to suffer such imprisonment in her old age.
This year is the fifth year she has been in prison. She couldn't bear it in the end and died in prison.
Before she died, she asked someone to write a will for me, saying that she didn't blame Uriah and hoped to see him again after death.
Iris paused while drinking porridge and said, "Uriah, let's forgive others when we should. It's not a big deal for me to have this minor injury."
Uriah praised her generosity and was concerned about her injury. After a while, he finally left.
He went to the police station, and Ryle gave him an autopsy report.
"After the forensic autopsy, it was determined that the victim had been stabbed seventeen times, with wounds all over the body. Among them, eight of the wounds were fatal, concentrated in the chest and head and neck. The victim ultimately died from excessive blood loss due to arterial rupture."
Uriah was stunned and dared not accept the report with my name on it.
He was very surprised, "Victim? Death? Who died? Does this have anything to do with my gallery?"
"Mr. Young, did you make a mistake with the case?"
Ryle looked at him incredulously.
"Uriah Knight, what are you pretending to be ignorant about? I told you that day, your sister risked her life to save your painting from the hands of the criminals. How come you act like you're hearing about this for the first time?"
Uriah's face suddenly lost color, and his voice trembled uncontrollably.
"What do you mean by risking her life...?"
Ryle looked at him and sighed.
"It means she's dead. Your sister died that night. When we arrived, she had already stopped breathing."