It Was You

"Hugh is a resourceful man. We can play with him as he wants," Martin said in a low voice.

Carlos nodded and was about to speak when his phone suddenly rang. The caller ID was Arthur.

The corners of Carlos's mouth twitched. He thought that Arthur was so jealous that he didn't want to call Martin.

Taking a glance at Martin from the corner of his eyes, Carlos picked up the phone stealthily, "Hello, Mr. Arthur, can I help you?"

"Of course! Why should I call you if I have nothing else to do?" Arthur's voice was somewhat angry and impatient. "I just received the news that the murderer of a series of cases has committed another crime. I have specially approved it with my superior. If you are interested, you can come here to learn about the case."

Hearing this, Carlos was stunned and said, "The murderer of a series of cases committed a crime again? Did Hugh take action?"

"I didn't tell you the murderer was Hugh! The suspect is an unexpected person..." Blue veins stood out on Arthur's forehead. He pressed his temples and said, "Forget it. I don't want to talk to you anymore. Besides, I can't tell you this on the phone. If you really want to know, you can come to the scene or the police station by yourselves. I have to hang up."

Before Carlos could react, the phone was hung up.

With the phone in his hand, Carlos stared blankly at Martin for a long time before he found his lost language system. He said weakly, "Bo...Boss, just now Mr. Arthur said..."

"Go to the scene." Martin blurted out without hesitation.

It was already winter. In afternoon, the sky was overcast, as if the whole sky was about to collapse. The air was filled with a taste of fishy and salty, making people think of the scenes in the heavy and long black movie for no reason.

of the scene materials he had just received. After leafing through them, he looked down at one of the photos, on which there was a somewhat blurry back. Because

could recognize the man just

unexpected person. But Martin really didn't expect

"Boom -"

struck down, followed by a heavy rain. The on-site inspection work was

old and dark apartment, Carlos covered Arthur's head with a black umbrella. "Arthur, it's slippery on the rainy road.

cigarette in his mouth, Arthur smoked half of the cigarette, which was wet by the rain. He smoked a few more times before he stubbed out the cigarette and flicked it into the trash

who was innocent, was scolded by Arthur. He was confused and said, "Well, Mr. Arthur, my boss is waiting for you in the car. He wants to have a talk

dark sky. "I'm a boor. Aren't you

replied, "No, my boss is

a strange tone, "You're right. Your

this, Carlos

his boss

mean, Arthur stepped into the rain and walked towards the black Maybach parked on the roadside.

as delicate as your

almost spat out a mouthful of blood. He wondered why he got

in the car, Arthur sat down next to Martin and wiped his face, "What

towel and put it in front of Arthur. Arthur wiped the rain off his body with the towel and smoothed his hair with his fingers. He thought that he couldn't

frame up," Martin raised his eyes slightly and turned on the air conditioner to breathe. "Do you

He usually paid attention to it like a gentleman, but today he just wanted to piss off Martin. He didn't care and said casually,