Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 325 You Have a Big Heart, Miss Tiffany

Tiffany’s single-room apartment had an open kitchen, with the living room area just outside the kitchen. A small coffee table was placed in front of the sofa, making the space cozy and well-organized. It was evident that Tiffany took great care in keeping her place tidy and inviting.

Lilly settled herself on the sofa, gripping the glass of fruit juice tightly as she cagerly drank it down, letting out a contented sigh. “Ah..”

Tiffany filled up another cup of juice for Lilly, her curiosity getting the better of her. She hesitated for a moment before asking, “Lilly, why did you and your father come here in the middle of the night…”

Based on the encounter with the expensive Hummer carlier, Tiffany deduced that Lilly and her father must come from a wealthy background, making it unlikely for them to be residing in such a humble location.

Taking a sip of her juice, Lilly thought of how to lie to her…

No, Daddy said we’re not lying, it’s called telling white lies.

Hmm… How do I tell a white lie?

She then heard her father casually say, “I work as a part-time detective. I’m currently investigating a case, and I happened to receive a lead that brought us here.

Tiffany couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow in disbelief

“Part-time detective?” she thought. “Is that even a real thing? And why would a detective bring his daughter along during work?”

Blake crossed his arms and began to weave a story, “I Had to work late tonight, and my daughter has been patiently waiting for me in the office since her tutoring session ended. She waited for hours until now.”

Both Tiffany and Lilly had their doubts, but Blake’s serious expression and air of authority made them. question their skepticism…

It must be true…

Tiffany asked, “What case are you investigating. Am related to it?”

Suddenly overcome with nervousness, she wracked her brain, realizing that apart from mindlessly scrolling through her phone in the middle of the night she had not committed any guilty actions!

As for the remainder of the incident, he collided with his car during daylight hours….

Blake spoke directly without beating around the bush, stating, “Not too long ago, a girl was murdered, and her body vanished.”

Tiffany was left speechless.

A wave of fear washed over her once more as she realized… the body was gone?!

Her voice trembling, she stuttered, “I… I… I haven’t seen it before… No, it can’t be here…”

Blake surveyed the room, unsure whether she was present or not.

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After all, he had just been informed by Lilly that there was a female ghost trapped in this place.

and were unable to move on from

conjured up a myriad

he hadn’t had an opportunity to discuss matters with Lilly yet,

unusual occurrences recently? Or perhaps heard or seen

maintained a stern expression, his lips tightly pressed together, giving

business.

instinctively responded, “N…

barely audible as she whispered,

his seat, Blake retrieved a pair of

donned the gloves, he asked in a calm tone, “No?

although she did not know

that her father

said he was talking nonsense with a

Okay, I’ve got it!

overwhelming presence emanating from Blake, Tiffany felt compelled to respond, her mind. racing with

in a state of panic, blurting out I’ve been

Tiffany uttered those words, a chilling sensation

rats… Could it possibly

the corpse was near the

hair stood on end, and she was on the verge of

feigned a casual search, flipping through pages of a book here and there in a

manner.

did you defect it? And where is the

aback by Blake’s rapid-fire questions,

room… the wardrobe… it’s strongest

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entire body was overcome with a chilling sensation as she recalled the peculiar incident earlier-an cerie voice whispering

trailed behind Blake and Lilly, observing them as they entered her room, and proceeded to open

gaze eventually fiting

in question was a drawer-type, measuring approximately 23.6

width.

closet may appear inconspicuous, it was still possible to hide a corpse

gaps around the closet have now been

“What’s inside?” Blake inquired.

her head rapidly, replying, “I don’t know. It’s not

landlord…”

computer accessories and personal items. He told me not to

response,

comes with an understanding of respecting the

angrily, “It’s just a drawer,

are hesitant to dispose of their old belongings. With no suitable place to store them, they opt

only tell the tenants not to touch these

remarking, “Quite trusting, aren’t