In the morning, Cathie sat at the dining table and coyly asked, "Arthur, where's my little nephew?"

Arthur coldly replied, "I don't know. Maybe Luisa took him."

A subtle, malicious glint flickered in Cathie's eyes.

"Arthur, could you give me a key to Luisa's house?

"When I have time, I'd like to visit my little nephew."

I froze.

I realized that Cathie had already guessed that I had hidden the baby at home!

She wanted the key to harm my child!

Arthur pulled out the key and placed it on the table.

Instinctively, I reached out to grab it, but my transparent hand passed right through.

Suddenly, Arthur's phone rang.

"Hello? Chief, what's the matter?"

A sigh came from the other end. "After working all night, the forensic team has finally completed the facial reconstruction of the victim.

"And we've found two crucial pieces of evidence in her stomach..."

Arthur cut him off, "I'll head to the station right away. Let's discuss the details in person!"