My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Chatper 477

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.

before he arrived at the scene.

brought him up to speed

the corpse. Rigor mortis was

the fire on the eighth floor was still raging. “Is

else still inside?”

anyone

rescue them, they had already burned to a crisp!”

“What

it were one of their enemies, they would not

home.

they did not need to take

the mastermind behind all this?

the maintenance team. We

after we issued them

be sure that Mr. Jacobs was in cahoots with someone else. That person hired a hitman to kill him and his family because they were worried he would spill the

fault for being careless. If we had come straight to Mr. Jacobs and his family,

behind his ear, and stuffed it into his mouth after lighting it. He spoke in a reproachful

continued burning for another two

the eighth floor and beyond were burnt to a

several inspectors entered Mr. Jacobs’ home to search for clues.

badly destroyed that they did not find a single

Hera called Nash.

over to the

stood on a pile of

was a crack.

have stepped

realized it was an audio recorder pen about the size of one’s pinky finger.

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