LeBron looked firmly at his sad wife and told her.
"Take care of yourself at home. I'm going to the police station to get a result. I don't believe these people turn a blind eye to the evidence!"
"Remember, sadness is the most cowardly behavior. Now only the two of us really care about our daughter!"
Hearing what LeBron said, Linda raised her head and nodded. Now the two of them had no other choice.
"I believe you will help our daughter. We can't be kept in the dark about the truth!"
"Even if our daughter died in an accident, as long as it can be proved, we can only accept it. But I'm afraid that our daughter died for no reason!"
Hearing this, LeBron was even more furious.
This anger was not nameless, but the flame that had been suppressed in his chest after his daughter's death.
As a retired soldier, he had special feelings and sensitivity. He also knew that some things might not be as simple as they looked.