My Fabulous Girl Boss

Chapter 625 Kayson nodded. “You‘re right, Dr. Jamison. But what caused this driver‘s death is only a tactic similar to hypnosis. 

“It’s not actual hypnosis per se. This sort of tactic could make the police helpless.” 

“I’d like to hear more about it,” Mia replied with a slight frown. 

Kayson shook his head with a smile. “This isn‘t under the police‘s authority.” 

Wallace asked, peeved, “Mr. Yarde, what‘s the meaning of this?” 

Chase spoke up from the side. “What he means is that Admiralporium should handle this case because it‘s gone past the scope of your duty.” 

“Mr. Yarde, you mean to say that a martial practitioner killed the deceased?” asked Mia. 

“Not killed, controlled,” Kayson corrected. 

Chase widened his eyes as he asked, “Psychological manipulation? This could only be done by pre–celestial fighters!” 

Wallace was taken aback. A pre–celestial fighter ? That was a different story then! 

Mia was a little skeptical and voiced her doubts. “I‘ve done the autopsy. The deceased is only a regular person without any hint that he‘s practiced martial arts. Would killing someone like this require a pre–celestial fighter?” 

the one who ran into

Their target‘s

trace behind, it isn‘t an exaggeration to

“In that case, isn‘t it more convenient to just hypnotize and control Mr. Tinsley

person. He can‘t just die suddenly unless they kill Mr. Tinsley Sr.

their deaths will definitely attract Admiralporium‘s attention. Once Admiralporium gets involved, the nature of the case

hand, the case will be closed when it‘s just a regular person

the accident, he had no relation to a practitioner, and the police would never ask Admiralporium to

arguing but asked, “Then what are you planning to do asking us

who instructed him to kill Uncle

Yarde, you wouldn‘t know how to communicate with the spirits

even communicate with ghosts and spirits if they mastered such magic. It was just that he had never seen

his head. “I don‘t know how to do that, but I have a Soul–guiding Charm that

more, Kayson drove

sneered. “He might just be afraid that he‘ll fail

Jeremy asked, seeing that

“A fight? With