Bring Your A Game

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 447

Cold Body, Sealed Lips

Clement’s attention was entirely on Elise’s silver needle. He was so caught up in it that he didn’t respond in time. For a typical man, that couldn’t have been more normal; but for a robotic man, who only responded to orders from their masters, as he was, his daze was significantly notable. It wasn’t until every eye in the room turned to him did he regain his senses and carried Jackson out of the room.

“What do we do with this guy?” Claude pointed at Reuben’s corpse.

“Just leave it be.” Elise tranquilly stated, “I’ll have an expert examine his body tomorrow.” Returning to her room, she logged onto SK System and published a request announcement.

‘Emergency forensic wanted. Requirements: proficient, tacit, confidential. Price doubled.’

Shortly after, a user named “guiltypleasure” sent her a private message. ‘Where.’

Elise swiftly replied, ‘Athesea, Tissote. When?’

The user, guiltypleasure, answered, ‘Tomorrow night. Address.’

After Elise sent over the address, the user logged off.

Very soon, it was already the next day.

Three at dawn, Elise walked out of the courtyard house. After waiting for some time at the gates, she saw a figure slowly approaching from the alley. Then, the figure revealed itself under the streetlight and stopped before Elise.

Elise squinted her eyes. “It’s you?” He’s the forensic officer who

an uncontrollable grin. His forensics pass was still hanging around his neck while he carried a simple toolbox on his back. Obviously, he just came over from

are you here?”

course.” Bartholomew introduced himself, “guiltypleasure, at

Science Division, so he’s at least

uttered, “You’re looking for a forensic scientist, which means someone here has died to

the

hand and knowingly clarified, “No worries. I’m here as guiltypleasure, not a forensic officer. Even if you don’t trust me, you should trust in SK’s security

had its rules, and anyone who went against the rules meant declaring a war against the entire group. SK had members of different professions all around the world. One could only anticipate death once they had broken

needles and turned around

past the courtyard, he caught a glimpse of Jackson sitting on a chair in the guest room, looking at him, begging for his help with

arm and grabbed the door handle before slamming the door shut. Turning around, he revealed a harmless smirk. “You’re not exactly giving me a way out here.” Since Bartholomew was working for the police force, his identity was exposed the moment

details. She promised, “Don’t worry. I assure

wary of him, as if he would stab them in the back when they had their guard down. After he said that, the courtyard was filled with nothing but silence. Nobody in the entire premises ever had the idea

said, we should kill him first, then you, to be

reverted to his mischievous demeanor. “Just

unfunny.” Elise apathetically ordered, “Come

Elise and Bartholomew in

Bartholomew came to a conclusion.