It Was You

Cassandra pressed Karen's shoulder and looked at Nixon, "Mr. Su, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Nixon asked someone to bring an umbrella here. When he heard what Cassandra said, he said apologetically, "You're welcome, Miss Cassandra. I've asked someone to block the scene and get all the surveillance videos of the paddock. It's raining heavily here. Why don't we go to the lounge first?"

The heavy rain came so suddenly that all the good rivers and mountains were covered in mist. Nobody knew how long it would rain, and it was useless to stay in the rain all the time.

Cassandra nodded slightly, "Okay. Although the horse is seriously injured, it should not be in danger. Mr. Su, please help me check who the owner of the horse is. In addition, send someone to carry it to a clean place, and don't let anyone touch it."

Nixon immediately said, "I've investigated the owner of this horse and arrested him. As for the details, let's go to the lounge first, okay?"

Cassandra lowered her head, holding a black umbrella. She suddenly missed Martin, missing the unique and light fragrance of the man, but she knew that she couldn't leave before the end of the matter here.

The horse suddenly lost control. It would be fine if it was just an accident, but if it was man-made, she would not let go.

In the lounge.

Nixon had already asked people to prepare clean clothes for the guests.

and others changed their clothes, Carlos specially asked the doctors in the paddock to do a careful examination for Cassandra. After confirming that she was indeed not

sat together. Nixon pushed a computer in front of Cassandra and said, "Here is all

which there were dozens of surveillance videos. If she watched them here, she didn't know when she would finish them. She closed the laptop and said, "I'll take them back to watch. Where is the owner of

and black

mud. He had a straight nose and a pair of gold rimmed glasses. Obviously, he was a playboy. However, perhaps because his horse suddenly lost control, he was also frightened. He was

fell down from the horse, and his left hand was a little broken. Because he was detained, he could only be treated simply with a soft silk scarf after the bone was set.

greatly frightened. His face turned pale and he said in an extremely difficult tone,

Moreover, the horse suddenly lost control just now, and he fell off the horse defenselessly. Fortunately, there was no other horse behind

and said in a low voice, "Mr. Fei, have you

young man shook his head, still in a daze. "No, horse racing is just a hobby of our people. There are always people

trace of blood in Cassandra's dark eyes. She kept silent for two seconds and continued, "Didn't

"No, as usual, I didn't observe carefully. I just took the reins from the staff and left. There is really nothing different. I also want to know why the

from rich families always had a sense of superiority innately, and they were usually more afraid of

few more questions, but she couldn't get any answer from the young man, so she asked

said: "I asked the trainer just now. He said there was nothing wrong with the horse. I've watched the surveillance video during this period of time. There is nothing wrong with it. Miss Cassandra, do you need to interrogate it in