Coolest Girl in Town

Chapter 447

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.

her eyes. “It’s you?” He’s the forensic officer who was responsible at the crime scene back in the

uncontrollable grin. His forensics pass was still hanging around his neck while he carried a

you here?” Elise

course.” Bartholomew introduced himself, “guiltypleasure,

Science Division, so he’s at least half a cop. Things’ll get

for a forensic scientist, which means someone here has died to unknown

report this?” Elise remained still on the outside as

Even if you don’t trust me, you should trust in SK’s security measures.

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

her needles and turned around into Alexander’s

glimpse of Jackson sitting on a chair in the guest room, looking at

when Jackson was thinking that he was about to get rescued, Bartholomew swiftly extended his arm and grabbed the door handle before slamming the door shut. Turning around, he

promised, “Don’t worry.

still highly unnerving. He seemed so gentle, but one couldn’t help but feel wary of him, as if he would stab them in the back when they had

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

shoulders and reverted to his

apathetically ordered, “Come in. The body’s

and Bartholomew

a conclusion. “Suicide. Tongue

the door, Claude shot a logical inquiry. “He should still live for a brief moment after

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