Chapter 433

Tarquin furrowed his brow, silent.

Lowell rushed over for a look, shocked, "This is utterly creepy! Wait, doesn't this cat's death seem eerily familiar? It's like... I remember now! It's killed the same way as that dead cat someone tried to throw into Elijah's room! Someone twisted its neck to kill it!"

Tarquin and Axel remained silent, exchanging glances.

After a moment, Tarquin handed the phone back to Axel and asked, "Are we sure it was Professor Folly's daughter who threw out this trash?" "Yeah!"

Tarquin, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, pondered deeply.

Lowell was baffled, "How could it be Ms. Blythe? Ms. Blythe and Ms. Thorne are best friends, and she's the cherished only daughter raised by Professor Folly himself. She looks so innocent, doesn't seem like someone who'd harm a cat, much less be that mysterious figure!"

Tarquin and Axel remained silent, the only response was the cold whisper of the wind.

Meanwhile, upstairs.

Elliot had just received a response, timed perfectly.

palms were sweaty

getting a reply, that tonight's plan would

them, what

flew over the keyboard,

had protected

Elliot

leaned in to ask, "Bro, still can't track

"Yeah!"

expose him, see exactly what kind of

again, his eyes narrowed as he stared at the message

you know. Why should I meet? For all

while, the person sent another

expose whatever

at the message, Bro, he's not

it's reverse psychology. If he didn't want to

don't show him something, might he conclude we're bluffing and really

for a moment, then shook his head, "We barely know anything about what happened back then; the more we say, the more mistakes we could make. If he realizes we know nothing,

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