Chapter 477

Several paramedics dashed toward the scene with a stretcher.

Angelica shouted, “Doctor… We have an injured man here…”

To ensure suspects did not die wrongful deaths because they were left to bleed out, priorities were always shifted to ensuring they received medical attention once they got injured.

A doctor and a paramedic hurried over, and they hoisted the man onto the stretcher.

Once the man was placed on the stretcher, he began foaming at the mouth while his body spasmed uncontrollably.

The doctor frowned and pushed the man’s eyelids open. His pupils were dilated, and his vision had gone slack.

“He committed suicide by consuming poison!”

“Can he be saved?” Angelica asked, her eyebrows knitting themselves together closely.

“The poison he consumed is potent. He’ll be dead any minute now. We won’t get to the hospital to have his stomach pumped in time!”

The doctor sighed.

Jupiter had caught up to them.

Angelica looked at him. “He killed himself…”

Jupiter had also heard what the doctor said.

He gritted his teeth. “Yet another hitman…”

Hitmen were notoriously known for being tight-lipped and ready to kill themselves at a moment’s notice. It was always difficult to obtain any information from them.

Nash another 20 minutes before he

brought him up to speed on what had

a look at the corpse. Rigor mortis was already

on

else still inside?”

anyone

firemen managed to rescue them, they had already burned to a

“What

were one of their enemies, they would not have set fire to a Baroque

home.

they did not need to take things so

on earth was the mastermind behind all this?

two other employees working in the maintenance team. We noticed Mr. Jacobs’ cousin had received

on fire right after we issued them a

Jacobs was in cahoots with someone else. That person hired a hitman to kill him and his family

careless. If we had come straight to Mr.

had tucked behind his ear, and stuffed it into his mouth after lighting

Gardens continued

floor and

put out, Jupiter and several inspectors entered Mr. Jacobs’ home to search for

so badly destroyed that they did not find a single

Hera called Nash.

phone and walked over to the windowsill to

stood on a pile of soot and

was a

seemed to have stepped on something.

was an audio recorder pen about the size of one’s

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