It Was You

Chapter 913 I Support You

A few minutes later.

Bettina trotted to the meeting room with the evidence bag she just took. As soon as she entered, she put the bag in front of Arthur carefully as if she was holding some treasure.

"Sir, here's the thing. I'm leaving now." Bettina instinctively glanced at Martin and others. It was rare that her EQ was online, so she took the initiative to ask for a leave.

Arthur picked up the evidence bag and said, "Go and check that who has ever touched this evidence after Eugene's death. None of them can be left behind."

Bettina's heart skipped a beat and her pupils shrank. "Sir, you mean..."

Arthur shook his hand and said, "I don't mean anything else. Just do as I say."

Bettina nodded and left the meeting room.

Arthur looked carefully at the key in the evidence bag and said with a particularly heavy expression, "There seems to be no key to open the locker here."

Generally speaking, the key to open the cabinet was relatively small, because the general cabinet would not be too big. With the progress of technology, there was no key at all. There was only a random two-dimensional code.

"I've used the cabinets of the Skyriver Building," Cassandra suddenly said in a slightly hoarse voice. "The 18 floor cabinets are only for members. In order to show their difference, these cabinets are only made with a small golden key. They don't even keep a copy for the caretaker. Once they are forcefully opened, they will immediately call the police."

But there was no such a small key in this pile of keys. In other words, someone took the key from Eugene faster than them.

But they didn't know who it could be.

After Eugene was hit to death, no other people had touched the corpse, which meant that Arthur's guess was right. There was a person over there between them.

Holding the bag tightly with his fingers, Arthur looked up at Martin and said, "Mr. Martin, can you think of another way to open the locker first?"

Martin was different from others. Perhaps he had a way to open the locker, even if this method might not be in accordance with the legal procedures. Arthur really wanted to know what on earth had killed Eugene.

Martin didn't answer his question. He just looked down at the phone and shook his head, "It's too late. The thing in it has been taken away. I can only be sure that it's a tall man, about 1.9 meter tall."

On the screen of the mobile phone, there was a photo that Martin had just received. In the photo, there was only a tall black shadow, whose whole body was tightly wrapped, and even a hair could not be seen.

So the clue of Eugene was broken again.

Arthur slammed his hand on the table, and his anger was almost burning two balls of flames in his dark eyes. He gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it! Who the hell is that bastard? Damn it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a strange silence in the air.

Cassandra glanced at the photo on the screen of Martin's phone from the corner of her eye, and her pupils shrank sharply. In a flash, a name popped out of her mind - Nathaniel Tu.

She didn't know who Nathaniel was.

But she suddenly thought of this name.

She wondered if this person have anything to do with her.

After returning from rebirth, Cassandra found that she seemed to have forgotten a part of her memory, and this part of memory would occasionally pop up, which frightened herself. She wondered if this man was related to the part of her memory that she had lost.

Cassandra was lost in thought for a while, but she still couldn't figure out what she had experienced in her previous life and why she lost these memories.

At this time, Bettina came in hurriedly with a laptop in her hand. Her face was a little pale, and her dark eyes looked particularly heavy. She was a leftover woman who usually cared about the extra one forehead wrinkle, but at this moment she didn't care about it.

"Sir, I found this when I checked the key just now..." Bettina connected the computer to the large screen of the meeting room, and then released a photo, in which a man in a uniform with a big cap and a pair of dark glasses on the bridge of his nose, said, "It's him. I've checked, and the number of this suit is our warden. Coincidentally, this warden has something to deal with at home, so he asked for a leave and will come back until the next day."

"In other words, someone pretended to be warden and took away the key from Eugene? What are you doing? How could such an important thing be taken away on the spot?! Go and check it for me right now. Even if you dig three feet into the ground, you must dig out this person for me!" Blue veins stood out on Arthur's forehead and he shouted angrily.

Even if they made mistakes occasionally, Arthur always wore a smile on his face. It was the first time for Bettina to see him so angry.

Bettina immediately said, "Yes, sir."

After saying that, she left in a hurry. Arthur pressed his swollen temple and felt a little regretful for a moment.

Martin looked at Arthur and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Arthur. I've sent someone to look into it. As long as this person is still in the capital city, I will definitely dig him out."

Hearing this, Arthur breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you."

Martin nodded slightly and said, "If there is nothing else, we are leaving now." © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Arthur didn't ask them to stay. After sending them away in person, Arthur turned around, lit a cigarette and went back to his office.

In the Maybach car.

Cassandra leaned against Martin restlessly. After a long time, she couldn't help asking, "Sweetheart, do you know who that person is in the message you just received?"

The light in the car was so dark that she couldn't see Martin's face clearly. She only heard Martin speak in a slightly low voice, "Nathaniel."

Blue veins stood out on Cassandra's forehead. Suppressing the surging waves in her heart, she asked, "Nathaniel? This name... is very special."

Martin replied, "This man is a member of the ethnic minority, keeping the traditional name of the ethnic minority. Is there any problem?"

Cassandra shook her head, "No, I just feel that this name is a little special. By the way, I'm going to plan Phantom City for the next shooting with director Johnny and others in a few days. I may not come

back soon. Sweetheart, will you miss me?"

Martin turned his head slightly and kissed on Cassandra's forehead, "Yes, I will."

One day apart was like three years.

Cassandra felt wronged and said, "Well, I don't want to work. I just want to live a leisure life."

"Okay, I support you," said Martin.

Hearing this, Cassandra was speechless.

She thought that he spoiled her so much!