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Chapter 447 Cold Body, Sealed Lips

Clement’s attention was entirely on Elise’s silver needle. He was so caught up in it that he didn’t respond in time. For a typical man, that couldn’t have been more normal; but for a robotic man, who only responded to orders from their masters, as he was, his daze was significantly notable. It wasn’t until every eye in the room turned to him did he regain his senses and carried Jackson out of the room.

“What do we do with this guy?” Claude pointed at Reuben’s corpse.

“Just leave it be.” Elise tranquilly stated, “I’ll have an expert examine his body tomorrow.” Returning to her room, she logged onto SK System and published a request announcement.

‘Emergency forensic wanted. Requirements: proficient, tacit, confidential. Price doubled.’

Shortly after, a user named “guiltypleasure” sent her a private message. ‘Where.’

Elise swiftly replied, ‘Athesea, Tissote. When?’

The user, guiltypleasure, answered, ‘Tomorrow night. Address.’

After Elise sent over the address, the user logged off.

Very soon, it was already the next day.

Three at dawn, Elise walked out of the courtyard house. After waiting for some time at the gates, she saw a figure slowly approaching from the alley. Then, the figure revealed itself under the streetlight and stopped before Elise.

person’s face, Elise squinted her eyes. “It’s you?” He’s the forensic officer who was responsible at the crime scene

We meet again,” Bartholomew greeted with an uncontrollable grin. His forensics pass was still hanging around his neck while he carried a simple toolbox on his back. Obviously, he just came over from

you

of course.” Bartholomew introduced himself,

was at a loss for words. Guy’s from the Forensic Science Division, so he’s at least half a cop. Things’ll get troublesome

now.” Bartholomew read her mind and suspiciously uttered, “You’re looking for a forensic scientist, which means someone here has died to unknown causes, and the chances of it being a murder is high. It’s pretty

report this?” Elise remained still on the outside as

clarified, “No worries. I’m here as guiltypleasure, not a forensic officer. Even if you don’t trust me, you should

a gray area had its rules, and anyone who went against the rules meant declaring a war against the entire group. SK had members of different professions all around the world. One could only anticipate death once they had broken even one

turned around into

followed steadily behind Elise. Walking past the courtyard, he caught a glimpse of Jackson sitting on a chair in the guest room,

door of the room that was containing Jackson. Right when Jackson was thinking that he was about to get rescued, Bartholomew swiftly extended his arm and grabbed the door handle before slamming the door shut. Turning around, he revealed a harmless smirk. “You’re

overlooked some details. She promised, “Don’t worry. I assure you he won’t

that?” Looking sullen, he remarked, “Only cold bodies have sealed lips.” His speech was not emphasized, but it was still highly unnerving. He seemed so gentle, but one couldn’t help but feel wary of him, as if he would stab them in the back when they had their guard down. After he said that, the courtyard was filled with nothing but silence. Nobody in the entire premises ever had the idea of killing

kill him first, then you, to be extra cautious, yes?” Elise

Bartholomew shrugged his shoulders and reverted to

Elise apathetically ordered, “Come in.

Elise and Bartholomew in the room, the others gathered outside the room

conclusion. “Suicide. Tongue bite. No other possible

inquiry. “He should still live for a brief moment after he bit his tongue, but