Hester took a deep breath, "Alright, continue!"
Farley looked at her annoyed expression and mouthed silently, "Be good."
After a noise.
The pen in Hester's hand was broken.
Farley obviously forgot the pain in his leg. His faint smile never disappeared since he saw Hester. He said softly, "Yesterday, my son and me, and ... ah, my son's mother went to the camp and was attacked in the woods. There was a black man whose nationality was unknown. He was very skilled and was obviously trained. He should be holding a sniper rifle in his hand. Unfortunately, he took the gun away when he escaped. The bullet that shot at me went through the trunk, leaving no other traces. That was it."
Hester recorded the process. Although she was also a witness, the process of the police inquiry was like this. All the confessions of the witnesses had to be recorded.