Chapter 760 I'm On a Diet

"Not really. You can take a record for him and then let him go. You must make sure that his phone number is effective. Do you understand what I mean?" Arthur said in a hoarse voice.

Of course, Bettina knew what he meant. But to be honest, if his boss was not a masculine man, she would doubt if he had a crush on that man with glasses.

Bettina went to take a record, and Arthur carefully checked the scene, but couldn't find more clues for the time being. The death of Beal and the truck driver could only be confirmed after the corpse examination report, whether it was a car accident or other reasons.

This case seemed to drag all of them into a whirlpool, and they could no longer escape.

The night was long.

After the shooting of the "Great Detective" program, Cassandra had almost been tortured to death. When the night wind blew, she couldn't help shivering and regained some spirit.

During the shooting, her phone was in flight mode. As soon as she came out, she couldn't wait to turn on her phone.

At the same time, Hogan, Andrew and Daniel stood in front of Cassandra.

Cassandra's hand holding the phone shook and smiled awkwardly, "Well, the program has been recorded. Let's go."

Daniel hesitated for a while and left dejectedly. Andrew was almost the same, but Hogan remained calm and said, "We've been busy all day. May I have the honor to invite you to have a midnight snack?"

'No! Don't even think about it!'

Cassandra refused in her heart, but her expression didn't change. She said, "Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Hogan. But it's so late, and I'd better not eat anything. I... I'm on a diet. "

Before Hogan could say anything, a black Maybach came over and stopped at the roadside. The back door was opened and Martin got out of the car.

Cassandra ran to Martin in a hurry. After she took a few steps, she realized that it was a public place and it would be troublesome if she was seen. So she looked around furtively and made sure that there was no outsider. Then she was relieved.

Cass

as suspected of murder.

"What are you thinking about?" A low voice suddenly sounded above her head.

Cassandra rubbed her swollen temples and said, "It seems that the car accident of Beal is not just an accident."

"What do you think?" Martin asked.

Cassandra put her phone in front of Martin and said, "Look at the photos of the scene, it can be seen from them that the Benz had brake marks and also had the intention to avoid the truck. However, if the truck driver didn't want to have an accident, he would think of braking at the first time. However, no measures had been taken at the time of the truck crime. That is to say, if the driver was not distracted or in a bad mental state, he deliberately hit Beal's car. That is... Murdering. "

She could guess this, and Arthur and others should have guessed it as well. That was why they associated the death of Beal with Brock and Lance.

"What else?" Martin asked.

Cassandra continued to read two more news, "Look at this. As soon as Beal and his son died, someone immediately exposed the father and son's private life dissolute and suspected of many crimes. Although the Internet is developed now, it's easy to dig out anything, but it's too coincidental. It seems that everything is arranged in advance."

There must be something wrong. Moreover, this time it was not just a coincidence.