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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.

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

greeted with an uncontrollable grin. His forensics pass was still hanging around his neck while he carried a simple toolbox on his back.

are you here?”

your problems, of course.” Bartholomew introduced himself, “guiltypleasure, at your

Guy’s from the Forensic Science Division, so he’s

late to regret 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

remained still on the outside as a pair of silver needles

Bartholomew stared at her hand and knowingly clarified, “No worries. I’m here as guiltypleasure, not a forensic officer. Even if you don’t trust me,

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 rule of the system, and no one would be so dumb to

sheathed her needles and 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, looking at him, begging for his help with his eyes and

he went to the 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 not exactly giving me a way

She promised, “Don’t

do 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

what you said, we should kill him first, then you, to be extra cautious, yes?” Elise questioned, her tone

shrugged his shoulders and reverted to his mischievous demeanor.

ordered,

Although there were only Elise and Bartholomew in the room, the others gathered outside the room and

came to a conclusion. “Suicide. Tongue

door, Claude shot a logical inquiry. “He should still live for a brief moment after he bit his tongue, but he died