Then she heard her name.
"The last person the eldest lady contacted was her sister... Miss Eleanor... The last person she saw before she died was Qiao Nian..."
"Qiao Nian was the first person to discover her death... The police... had no evidence... could not prove that she did it... and let her go."
"What about surveillance?"
“…It’s broken too.”
Moody felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. The biting cold penetrated into the cracks between his bones, driving him almost crazy. He could not believe the news he heard at this moment.
He curled his fingers into fists, the protruding blue veins on the back of his hands crisscrossed and meandered into his forearms, the blood vessels in his neck bulged, and his red eyes suddenly turned in the direction of Eleanor.
If looks could kill, Eleanor believed that she would have been torn into pieces the moment he looked at her.
It’s a pity that looks can’t kill.
She is still alive and well.
As soon as Moody looked over, she picked up the phone she had brought with her, faced the man who was "staring at" her, pushed her chair away and stood up and said, "It seems that our afternoon tea today is over. I have to go back and report this news to my aunt."
Moody stopped her and said, "You are the last person to talk to her. What did you say?"
Eleanor turned around and looked at him calmly: "Moody, I advise you not to go crazy, at least don't go crazy to me. I did call her, but given my relationship with her, I don't need your consent or report to you even if I called her. As for what you want to ask, I can tell you clearly that it was not me. Believe it or not, it's up to you."
She said and was about to leave.
The man behind her called her solemnly: "Is it Qiao Nian?"
Eleanor paused for a moment but did not stop. She quickly left the garden filled with orchestral symphony, leaving only her back.
Moody clenched his cheeks, his temples bulged, his brain buzzed and trembled as he ordered his subordinates: "Block the news first!"
He didn't believe it. He didn't believe she would die.
He knew her ideals and ambitions... How could such a person die like that before she realized her dreams and returned to a high position
Death was easy and silent.
Moody was in such a state of confusion that he didn't even notice when his subordinates left. He was just immersed in news that he couldn't believe at all.
Qiao Nian...
Is it Qiao Nian
Or Ye Wangchuan
Or are the two of them conspiring
Moody felt that the silk thread wrapped around his heart was about to tear it apart, and the severe pain made him hallucinate physical pain. Moody grabbed his collar tightly with both hands, his heart was tightening and festering, his face was red, veins on his forehead were exposed, and he was breathing heavily with his hands on the table.
"Elena..." He didn't believe she was dead.
But if she really died, he would make sure the person who killed her was buried with her!
Moody clenched his fists to calm down, turned around, gritted his teeth and walked away quickly. He wanted to see her body with his own eyes...
*
The next day.
Ye Wangchuan just saw the text message Eleanor sent in the middle of the night.
[Elena is dead?]
[Did you do it or did she do it?]
[Let me tell you first, the news has come back, the island is in chaos, my parents are at home and they are forcing my aunt to explain, I also heard that Mudi flew back overnight despite his father's obstruction, you are on your own. Also, my house is in a mess, I'm afraid I can't find the things you asked me to help find, and you can only rely on yourselves for the last herb. I have packed the other herbs and sent them over, you can check the courier yourself.]
The last one came at three in the morning.
The above is concise and to the point.
[I will destroy the phone card later. Please don't contact me recently.]