It Was You Chapter 760 I'm On a Diet

"Not really. You can take a record for him and then let him go. You must make sure that his phone
number is effective. Do you understand what I mean?" Arthur said in a hoarse voice.

Of course, Bettina knew what he meant. But to be honest, if his boss was not a masculine man, she
would doubt if he had a crush on that man with glasses.

Bettina went to take a record, and Arthur carefully checked the scene, but couldn't find more clues for
the time being. The death of Beal and the truck driver could only be confirmed after the corpse
examination report, whether it was a car accident or other reasons.

This case seemed to drag all of them into a whirlpool, and they could no longer escape.

The night was long.

After the shooting of the "Great Detective" program, Cassandra had almost been tortured to death.
When the night wind blew, she couldn't help shivering and regained some spirit.

During the shooting, her phone was in flight mode. As soon as she came out, she couldn't wait to turn
on her phone.

At the same time, Hogan, Andrew and Daniel stood in front of Cassandra.

Cassandra's hand holding the phone shook and smiled awkwardly, "Well, the program has been
recorded. Let's go."

Daniel hesitated for a while and left dejectedly. Andrew was almost the same, but Hogan remained
calm and said, "We've been busy all day. May I have the honor to invite you to have a midnight snack?"

'No! Don't even think about it!'



Cassandra refused in her heart, but her expression didn't change. She said, "Thank you for your
kindness, Mr. Hogan. But it's so late, and I'd better not eat anything. I... I'm on a diet. "

Before Hogan could say anything, a black Maybach came over and stopped at the roadside. The back
door was opened and Martin got out of the car.

Cassandra ran to Martin in a hurry. After she took a few steps, she realized that it was a public place
and it would be troublesome if she was seen. So she looked around furtively and made sure that there
was no outsider. Then she was relieved.

Cassandra quickly got into the car and didn't notice the cold face of Martin.

Not far away, Hogan raised his eyes to look at Martin. He was really a man who haunted everywhere. It
seemed that he hadn't made enough trouble for Martin.

Martin glanced at Hogan and then turned around to get on the car. No matter why Hogan came to the
capital city, he would not let Hogan hurt Cassandra.

As soon as Martin got on the car, Cassandra briefly told him what had been recorded today. Then she
stared at Martin pitifully and said, "Darling, you don't know that this program is so terrifying. I don't want
to come to this program again."

Originally, three handsome men were recording a program with her, which was a very pleasant thing for
her. She couldn't flirt with other men, but it didn't mean that she couldn't look at the handsome.
However, when these three people were weirdly combined, she always felt that something was wrong!

Sitting in the back seat, Martin's cold and hard face was reflected on the black window. He covered the
strange look in his eyes, reached out his hand and gently rubbed the girl's head, "Good girl, don't take
part in this kind of show in the future."



Cassandra immediately nodded and said, "Yes, I have suffered a blow both physically and mentally
today. Shouldn't you reward me well?"

"Yes," replied Martin.

Cassandra immediately raised her head and fawningly said, "Can you cook for me after we arrive
home?"

"Okay," replied Martin.

Why was Martin so easy-going today?

He said yes no matter what she said~

Carlos, who was in the front row, thought in his mind, 'You're showing off your love again!'

The two of them talked for a while. Cassandra leaned against the seat and turned on the microblog. As
soon as she turned on the microblog, she saw a few pieces of news about the police station in East
City District.

"The old case hasn't been solved, and there is a new case. Both the boss of the Su Group and his son
have died!"

"There is a lot of fog in the series of killings..."

"It's a weird scene. Who is the backstage manipulator?"

Several pieces of news occupied the hot list in a row. The number of topic reading had reached over
one billion, and the number of discussions had reached over a million. Originally, they thought that it
was just a simple murder case, but they did not expect that two more murders were involved behind it.



In order to keep the case a secret, there were not too many specific details and related records of the
case on the Internet. However, three murders in a row had caused a great sensation in the capital city,
and online users were asking to solve the case as soon as possible and catch the murderer.

Cassandra looked at the specific content carefully. At present, she was sure that the scene of Brock's
death was almost the same as that of Lance's. There was no trace left on the scene, and no more
clues were found at present. However, in this way, Cassandra's suspicion was completely cleared. The
police had officially cancelled their suspicion of Cassandra, and she was listed as a witness.

As for Beal, he encountered a car accident and died in an accident on the way to the villa in the suburb.

However, Cassandra soon found that something was wrong. The scene of the case was a public area,
so the photos of the scene were quickly exposed. From the photos, the truck driver was suspected of
murder.

"What are you thinking about?" A low voice suddenly sounded above her head.

Cassandra rubbed her swollen temples and said, "It seems that the car accident of Beal is not just an
accident."

"What do you think?" Martin asked.

Cassandra put her phone in front of Martin and said, "Look at the photos of the scene, it can be seen
from them that the Benz had brake marks and also had the intention to avoid the truck. However, if the
truck driver didn't want to have an accident, he would think of braking at the first time. However, no
measures had been taken at the time of the truck crime. That is to say, if the driver was not distracted
or in a bad mental state, he deliberately hit Beal's car. That is... Murdering. "

She could guess this, and Arthur and others should have guessed it as well. That was why they
associated the death of Beal with Brock and Lance.



"What else?" Martin asked.

Cassandra continued to read two more news, "Look at this. As soon as Beal and his son died,
someone immediately exposed the father and son's private life dissolute and suspected of many
crimes. Although the Internet is developed now, it's easy to dig out anything, but it's too coincidental. It
seems that everything is arranged in advance."

There must be something wrong. Moreover, this time it was not just a coincidence.


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