Chapter 47: The Last Place
“I didn’t do it.”
The boy heard Emma’s words and looked over, his eyes red.
Trene patted Enuma’s shoulder, and Emma hid behind Irene, peeling out.
“Sorry, my sister just saw it online, she didn’t mean anything by it.”
The boy hoarsely said, “Those damned medial just because I don’t like to talk, they made me out to be a gloomy lunatle because I always came in second!”
Irene frowned slightly.
The boy’s emotions were not fake, she could tell.
“The police wouldn’t call you in for questioning based on unfounded guesses,”
“They said the surveillance showed that the last thing he drank was a drink I handed him. The boy’s mood fell.
His hair covered his face, exuding a quiet, melancholic air
Irene gently patted his head.
It was evident they had a good relationship.
Definitely not the antagonistic relationship the media portrayed.
At least, not on the surface
“Like I said, if the police thought you were a major suspect, they wouldn’t have let you leave the station.”
The boy looked up, his eyes glistening with unshed tears.
Trene comfortingly held his shoulder, “If you need anything, you can call me
“Do you believe I’m not the murderer?”
Irene smiled softly, “I believe you’re not.”
Meeting the boy’s hopeful gaze, trene lowered her eyes, “Maybe I can help you.”
She placed her hand on the boy’s head.
who wanted to kill the i
first–place student
Then she took out her business card and handed it to the boy, “If you need anything, you can find me in the west district. The address is on the card. My name is
Irene
The boy accepted the card, feeling a mix of confusion and hope.
The two continued toward the east district.
Emma looked up and asked, “Sister Irene, have you been staying at home lately?
Irene patted her hair, her voice drifting to the treetops with the breeze, “Yes, staying home for a while.”
Meanwhile
At the Mosinaghan Mansion.
After returning, Frank didn’t rest and directly dove into the investigation of the mysterious force.
Since the Mosinaghan family’s technicians were top–notch in City A, the Far borrowed them for the investigation, naturally conducting it at the Mosinaghan
Mansion.
A technician walked over with a tablet, “Boss, we’ve found it
Stefan had dark circles under his eyes, evidently sleep–deprived. He said indifferently, “What?”
“The last signal was detected at the Winnalles Wetland Park, about fifteen kilometers north of the base of Ross Hill. The technician’s voice trailed off. Everyone living in City A knew that the Winnalles Wetland Park covered nearly half of the city’s ecological system, making it impossible to search due to its vast
stefan glanced at the technician and stood up from the sofa.
He was already exhausted and had hoped for a breakthrough
Since there wasn’t any, so be it
Frank looked sullen.
He was deeply dissatisfied, partly due to the needle–in–a–haystack search earlier, and partly because he regretted trusting scorpion a few days ago.
Nevertheless, he knew this was the best the technicians could do.
Frankglanced at the fatigued Stefan and wisely said, “Let’s call it a day t
then. We’ve disturbed you enough.”
Stefan exchangril polite words with Frank
Frankled the FT technical consultants out of the Mosinachan Mansion, sighing slightly,
Fortunately, the pilimary task this time wasn’t to find the mysterious force
After an FBI meeting, they decided not to focus too much on this force for now. Their actions Indicated they shared the same stance as the FBL
Moreover, it was Impossible to find them!
That force was simply toying with them!
Cayenne Private High School.
“You’re a despicable murderer! He was always so nice to you, how could you be so cruel!” A burly boy shoved another against the locker, making a loud noise.
“Disgusting!”
After everyone left, the boy in the middle raised his head, disheveled.
He was the boy Irene and Einma met at the foot of the hill.
The boy walked into the classroom lifelessly.
The laughter and chatter Inside Immediately ceased. People looked at him, whispering, all staring at him with strange eyes until he sat down and suddenly felt something was wrong.
It was glue!
“This is the price for what you did to him! It’s not over yet!
A fashionable, pretty girl walked up to him, coldly saying, loolding at him as if staring at an enemy.
“Luma’s right!”
Someone started clapping, and the room filled with whistles.
The boy fled to the restroom to clean up.
Fortunately, it was class time, and the restroom was empty.
Footsteps sounded, and water splashed loudly into a bucket,
The boy quickly locked the door, but it was useless.
A large bucket of dirty water was poured over the stall, drenching the boy, his white shirt covered in stains.
The people outside didn’t care if he knew who did it.
“Despicable people deserve this fate!” said Luna’s suitor, a rich man’s foolish son.
He sat there dazed, eyes vacant.
He didn’t know how long he sat there, but the hard card on his chest caught his attention
He took it out, and seeing the words on it, a small spark of hope ignited in his eyes.
Solving the cat’s GPS issue and finding the cat was very simple for Irene and Emma,
By evening, they were on their way home.
The next day.
Irene and Emma sat at the table, eating the breakfast Madame Kashi had carefully prepared.
The sun shone brightly outside, birds sang happily in the treetops. In this peaceful atmosphere, Madame Kasha suddenly asked, “Isn’t today a weekday? Irene, why aren’t you at school?”
Irene took a bite of her tuna ham sandwich, slowly drank a sip of milk, and said, “Grandma, I don’t have classes today.”
Madame Kashi sighed.
She knew her granddaughter too well, Irene just didn’t want to go to school.
Madame Kashi said worriedly. “This won’t do, the less you leam, the less you want to study, the less you study, the less you learn, it’s a vicious cycle. I need to find you a tutor… How about Hausman?”
Emma, biting into her golden fried egr, looked up.
Sister Icene doesn’t study?
How is that possible!
She must be up to something again!
She’s even more cunning than Mr. Black!
Trene laughed, her eyes shining brightly, “Grandia, I don’t need one.”
“Youthild, you don’t tell me if you have problems! You came in last place in the exam, your teacher even talked to me. Madame Kashi searched for contacts on her phone
“Miss trene, you came in last place?
Stefan’s amnedd voice came from behind. He looked at trene, his gaze particularly teasing
