Chapter 1100: Chapter 1100 Riding the Heat Wave_1

After a while, Purple Summers found her voice again, “Allen Rivera… if there is any progress on this case, could you please let me know? I suspect… it might have something to do with me.”

Actually, this was against the rules.

Prosecutors and police are strictly forbidden from disclosing ongoing investigations to the public, including family members, let alone Allen Rivera, who was always very principled in his work.

But this matter was indeed strange…

If it was really related to Purple Summers, then transparency of information was very important.

Allen Rivera considered for a moment and then said, “Okay, I’ll call you with any new developments in the follow-up investigation, and you should also be cautious on your end.”

Purple Summers gave a low hum in response.

She had just finished a class and was preparing to head back when this phone call came.

Now that the call was over, she stood in the campus feeling somewhat at a loss for a brief moment.

Hesitating for a little while, Purple Summers sat down on a bench by the road, her mind in a mess, feeling as if she had been caught in an invisible net without knowing when.

Allen Rivera had said the victim received a Black Rose about two weeks before the murder, but she had received that bouquet almost two months ago and had been safe and sound all this time.

Was it because the perpetrator had no opportunity to strike, so they shifted their target, or was this part of their plan all along?

Purple Summers sat for a long time with many things still puzzling her, until she heard someone calling her name. She looked up to see Victoria Morrison.

Victoria Morrison appeared surprised as she approached, her eyebrows raised, “Why are you sitting here? Do you have class in the afternoon?”

Purple Summers shook her head, “No, not anymore.”

Without saying much upon hearing this, Victoria Morrison sat down at the other end of the bench.

The weather in May was warm and pleasant, sunlight filtering through the lush canopy in spotty patterns made the quiet sitting feel like time was passing particularly slowly.

Occasionally, students passing by would politely greet, “Hello, Mrs. Morrison.”

Victoria Morrison nodded slightly in response.

After sitting for a while, Victoria Morrison asked Purple Summers, “Have you been in contact with Norton Young recently?”

Purple Summers sighed lightly, “We haven’t been in touch since the court hearing ended.”

Upon hearing this, Victoria Morrison realized that her initial guess had come true to a large extent.

Otherwise, with Norton Young’s personality, he would definitely have kept in touch with Purple Summers, even if it was just the occasional online holiday greeting.

“He seems to be doing quite well lately, he has his own column show now,” Victoria Morrison mentioned, “I saw someone sharing the link to his column in the graduation group. You might want to take a look if you’re interested.”

Purple Summers pulled the corners of her mouth into a faint smile, “I’ve seen it before, it’s like he’s popularizing legal knowledge.”

“It seems different now,” Victoria Morrison said with a touch of sarcasm in her voice, “He’s started doing case analysis. The few cases you were involved in weren’t left out either.”

Purple Summers frowned, immediately feeling a chill that made her extremely uncomfortable.

Analyzing real case scenarios is, of course, much more interesting than dull textbooks when it comes to indirectly popularizing legal knowledge.

Especially those strange and major cases that appear in the news. The reporters usually only know the basics and not the details, while Norton Young uses a reasoning approach to unravel the cases during live streaming, easily whetting the audience’s appetite.

But…

Isn’t riding on the coattails of hot issues another form of exploitation?

“I’ve always said his mind isn’t on his studies,” Victoria Morrison stated coldly, “Too utilitarian.”

In the past, Purple Summers might have defended Norton Young, saying it wasn’t that Norton Young was too utilitarian, but that society was too utilitarian. Life’s urgency forces people to become pragmatic, waking up every day to the realities of commuting, socializing, and paying for utilities and rent.

However, now, Purple Summers didn’t want to say a word.

She looked at the students going to and fro in the campus, at the bright sunshine of May, and ultimately just let out a deep sigh.