"But if we don't delete these information in time, it will mislead the public. At that time, the rumors will
be rampant, affect our investigation, and bring you a lot of trouble..." Arthur pinched his swollen
temples and tried his best to restrain his anger.
The case of Lance was odder than he had expected. It seemed that what Cassandra had just said
might be right. But why did the manipulator behind it choose Cassandra?
Cassandra was a newcomer who had just made a name for herself with a new movie. If she was
involved in a murder case, no matter what the final result of the case was, it would be a huge blow to
her career, but what was the point of him or her doing so?
For fame or for profit?
Or, for other purposes, Cassandra was just unlucky to be chosen as the scapegoat.
Cassandra kept silent for a few seconds and said, "Instead of letting them guess the truth of the case
at will, I'd better take the initiative to make it public. Although there is no precedent for this kind of thing,
I still want to ask you to prepare a live press conference for me in the police station... "
Arthur's heart skipped a beat. He suppressed his shock and stared at Cassandra, "I can arrange a live
press conference for you, but you have to think about the consequences, because up to now, we
haven't cleared our doubts about you. Once you respond in public, you can't go back."
Cassandra's eyes darkened in an instant, and there was a sudden overwhelming murderous look in her
deep eyes. The coldness in her body became more and more frightening, with a cold smile on her lips.
She said word by word, "Who wants to go back?"
She walked forward and looked forward. Although she didn't know which abyss the "road" ahead would
lead to, she had never thought to turn back. This was her fate.
At that moment, Arthur actually felt an indescribable coldness from her, which was as cold as from the
hell that kept away from people thousands of miles away.
Arthur took a deep breath and turned to Rolf, "What are you doing here? Go to prepare the equipment
for the live press conference, which will be held in the small meeting room. "
Rolf was startled. He wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said, "Yes, Mr. Arthur. I'll do it right
now!"
Arthur felt annoyed and continued, "Besides, go and check who posted that microblog post. I don't care
what method you use, find the IP address and the person who posted it on the microblog. Otherwise,
get out of here immediately!"
Rolf swallowed and answered weakly, "Yes, Mr. Arthur."
Rolf ran away in a hurry. Arthur took out another lollipop and put it into his mouth. It seemed that even
the lollipop couldn't calm his irritable mood at the moment.
"Mr. Arthur, aren't you afraid that I'm lying to you, or that I'll use you to prove myself innocent?"
Cassandra smiled in a low voice, but the smile didn't reach her eyes, but cold to the bone.
Arthur looked at her and said in a deep voice, "I have seen a lot of people. I can't say that I can
definitely distinguish who is a murderer and who is a good person that has been wronged. But you are
not a bad person, Miss Cassandra."
Cassandra, "Why?"
To be honest, she didn't even think herself a good person!
Arthur said, "If I'm not wrong, you are investigating Lance's death. That's why you said so much
information that we haven't even had the time to investigate. If you are related to Lance's death, you
won't reveal so many details to us. Of course, it's also possible that you are a master of crime and
deliberately revealed a flaw to ease our suspicion of you. This is the reason one. "
Cassandra, "What else?"
Arthur paused for two seconds and continued, "We have checked your information. You are the second
daughter of the CEO of the Yan Group, Evan. in this capital city full of celebrities, the Yan Clan may not
be a big family, but it also has a certain family background. Perhaps Lance is not as rich as you, so you
wouldn't kill him for money. This is the reason two.
However, what really makes me dispel my suspicion of you is that you disguised as a man. Perhaps
the murderer has made a mistake, so he left such a big flaw. I suggest that you should make your
identity public now, and the rumor will naturally be scotched. "
Back then, Cassandra disguised herself as a man just to muddle through. Now, she had reconciled with
Martin. She had planned to use Johnny's new movie to expose her identity, but now it seemed that her
plan had to be advanced.
Cassandra chuckled, "It seems that you have already guessed what I want to do."
Arthur kept silent for a while and said helplessly, "Even so, I can only say sorry. Before the truth of the
case is found out, we can't clear your suspicion for the time being. Please understand, Miss
Cassandra."
Cassandra waved her hand, "It's Okay, but I hope you can find the real murderer as soon as possible
and prove my innocence."
With a straight face, Arthur said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, Miss Cassandra. We will. ''
Cassandra stood up from the chair and walked towards the door of the interrogation room. She walked
to the door, held the doorknob with one hand, and said, "I'll remind you for the last time. Where did
Lance's drugs come from? Does he have a history of taking drugs? And, why don't you check his bank
account next? Maybe you will find something."
After saying that, Cassandra opened the door and went out directly.
In the Orient Hotel of Dragon City.
Dragon City was also known as the "Black Triangle Zone". This place was a mix of good and bad
people, but his kind of place was more likely to produce upstarts.
Getting rich overnight and being killed overnight were not something new in Dragon City. However,
even though this place was very chaotic, no one dared to make trouble in three places.
One was the Investigation Bureau of Dragon City, the second was an island where the Han Clan
forbade outsiders to come in and out independently. The third was the Orient Hotel, which was a
property of the Lu Group.
In the presidential suite of the hotel.
As soon as Martin finished the video conference, he rubbed his eyebrows with a slightly pale and tired
face and asked, "What time is it?"
He had been in a meeting for several hours, but didn't receive any harassment message from
Cassandra. He was a little absent-minded just now, and picked up the phone from time to time to
check, thinking that he didn't hear and missed the message.
But the screen was blank.
This was so abnormal that Martin had a bad feeling and asked.
Carlos' heart skipped a beat. He stared at Martin with trepidation. Damn it! His master asked about it
voluntarily. It seemed that he couldn't hide it anymore!
He didn't know why he suddenly felt that he might die in Dragon City, and there would be no burial
place for him...
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