One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

Chapter 256 Is She Really Dead?

"Holy crap!" Jessie's ear was close to the phone. Hearing this, she immediately went to Violet's

computer to search.

Violet also walked over, stood behind Jessie and asked, "So how is Phoebe now?"

"I don't know. I didn't check it, but judging from the faces of the police officers and medical staff, it

doesn't seem very good. It may have been..."

The detective didn't say anything after that.

But everyone knew his meaning.

Violet clenched her fists.

Phoebe's room was on the twelfth floor. With an average height of three meters per floor, the twelfth

floor was thirty-six meters.

If Phoebe jumped out from such a height, she would definitely die!

"Here!" At this moment, Jessie searched out the news that Phoebe jumped off the building.

Violet immediately looked at the computer screen. There was a video on the screen. The video was

shaking and blurred. It should have been taken by a passerby with a mobile phone.

In the video, a woman wearing mental hospital gown with a disheveled hair and blurred face was sitting

with her back facing outside on the window on the twelfth floor. Then the next second, the woman

suddenly fell backwards and fell out of the window, falling at a very fast speed.

After a few seconds, the woman smashed to the ground. Her body shook violently twice, and then

there was no more movement, only the bright red liquid flowed out from under the woman.

This scene scared Jessie into screams. She immediately covered her eyes and dared not look at it

again.

Violet was also very frightened. Her face turned pale, and she tremblingly turned off the computer.

"Violet...Is that really Phoebe?" Jessie put her hand down off her eyes and asked with a trembling

voice.

Violet recalled the scene of the woman jumping off the building. Then she replied, "I don't know. I can't

see her face, but her figure is very similar to Phoebe, and the window is indeed the window of

Phoebe's room."

"So it is really Phoebe? She actually jumped off the building!" Jessie swallowed, sighing in disbelief.

Violet couldn't believe it, but the facts were right before her eyes. She had to believe it even if she didn't

believe it.

Later, she remembered that the phone hadn't been hung up. Then she put the phone back to her ear,

and took a few deep breaths before she managed to stabilize her emotions, "Hey, how is the situation

at the scene?"

"Wait a moment. I'll come closer and take a look."

With that, the detective walked forward.

After he walked out ten meters, a car stopped in front of him.

The detective saw a man in a white coat getting out of it and walking quickly towards the scene.

Looking at the white coat in that man, the detective stopped immediately, knowing that there was no

need to go there anymore.

"Miss Hunt, Phoebe is dead, and the forensic doctors just came." The detective put the phone to his

ear.

Violet moved her lips. It took a long time before she spoke, "I see."

After hanging up the phone, Violet put down the phone and sat weakly in the chair.

Jessie looked at her, "Really dead?"

"The forensic doctors just came." Violet nodded.

Although forensic doctors were also doctors, they didn’t save people, but did autopsy.

Only the corpse could the forensic doctor be dispatched.

Jessie was also silent. After a long time, she spoke again, "Why did she die? Although I hate Phoebe, I

never thought of letting her die."

Violet was the same.

Although she hated Phoebe, she never thought of letting Phoebe die.

"But I can understand her quite well." Jessie sat down and sighed, "She was raped by so many men.

Her body was ruined, and she was crippled. If I were her, I might also commit suicide."

Violet didn't speak. Her eyes fell on a document on the table. It was Phoebe and Eason's paternity test.

She had just figured out that Phoebe was not Eason's daughter, but she didn't expect Phoebe to

commit suicide.

So what was the use of keeping this document? People were dead and the grudges were gone. Even if

she told Eason that Phoebe was not his daughter, it was meaningless!

Just as Violet was thinking about whether to destroy the documents, Jessie took a breath, "Phoebe's

death is too miserable."

"Huh? People on the Internet are so bold and dare to post photos? You're not afraid of it?" Violet

recovered, frowning and looking at Jessie in amazement.

Jessie rolled her eyes at Violet, "Of course there are no pictures on the Internet. The Internet police

must pay attention to it on the Internet. Those pictures will be deleted as soon as someone post them. I

just listened to a reporter's description."

Jessie pointed to her mobile phone, "The reporter said that when Phoebe fell on the ground, she was

face down. Her entire face was ruined and couldn't be seen at all, so I said she died in a terrible state!"

"Wait a minute! You said she was face down when she was falling?" Violet narrowed her eyes

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Jessie nodded, "Yes, that's what this reporter said."

"But don't you find it weird?"

"Why is it weird?" Jessie looked at Violet.

Violet looked down, "Of course it was Phoebe's face down. Do you remember when we watched the

video, she was sitting with her back to the window?"

"Remember." Jessie nodded.

"So when she fell, she should have her back face to the ground. How could she be face down? She

couldn't turn over in the air, right? Who can do it?" Violet squeezed her fist and said in a deep voice.

"This..." Jessie also reacted. This was indeed not quite right.

Violet stood up, "There is a problem with the corpse!"

Hearing that, Jessie felt chill. She felt goose bumps all over her body and couldn't help rubbing her own

arms, "Violet, don't say it. It is too scary. Is it possible that the corpse was changed by others?"

"It's impossible. The body fell to the ground and so many people saw it. Who would dare to change it?"

Violet shook her head, "In addition, there is another doubt!"

"What?" Jessie asked quickly.

Violet closed her eyes. When she opened eyes again, there was a dignified look in her eyes, "It's the

actions about Phoebe's jumping off the building. Jessie, if you jump off the building, will you choose to

face the window or the back?"

"Of course I will face it. Who will turn his back to the window and jump out! Anyway, I never..."

Speaking of this, Jessie seemed to realize something. Her eyes widened in horror, "No way! Violet, you

mean that Phoebe might not have committed suicide, but was put in such a posture and was pushed

down?"

"This is just my guess, because I think both the posture of her jumping off the building and the posture

of her body after falling are very abnormal, so I have this suspicion. Of course, it may be that I think too

much. But no matter what, I want to take a look at the scene."

With that, she stood up and walked to the shelf to take the bag.

Jessie also got up, "Don’t go. The dead person is Phoebe. Whether she was murdered or committed

suicide, it has nothing to do with us. Just leave it alone. Also, don't you eat anymore? "

Violet covered her mouth and retched, looking unwell, "Do you think I can still eat after watching that

video?"

When Jessies heard this, her face changed again. Then she didn’t mention eating again.

Violet walked out of the studio and towards the elevator.

Jessie was right. Phoebe's death really had nothing to do with her. She didn't have to worry about it,

but she still had a doubt in her mind that she didn't tell Jessie. It was the one who died was really

Phoebe?

Although the dead was very similar to Phoebe, there were too many people with similar physiques, and

the most important thing was that she couldn’t see Phoebe’s face before or after falling. So she

suspected no matter Phoebe’s weird jumping posture or the corpses with the face down, they were

used to cover up the face of the dead.

Just when she was thinking about it, the phone in her bag rang.