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Chapter 34

Chapter 34 The Body Is Gone

“She went back.” He opened his mouth and still looked straight at me with his dark eyes. He was much

higher, and I needed to raise my head. to talk to him. My cervical vertebra hurt, so I simply did not

waste my time talking with him.

I rudely opened hydrogen peroxide and took out cotton balls to treat his wound. The wound was really

deep and the fresh inside could be seen clearly. I could not help but gasp in my heart. The knife that

looked inconspicuous was really sharp. If a man attacked Walter, I was afraid that he would have lost

his hand.

“Hiss.” I don’t know if I was too rude, but he gasped.

I paused, looked up at him with a sullen face, and said coldly, “Just bear the pain. I’m not Ashley. I can’t

say those soft words to you.”

He just smiled at me without saying a word.

I don’t want to talk to him anymore. I quickly dealt with his wound, cleaned up the mess, and listened to

the sound of the police.

I couldn’t help but look at it, only to find that in the open trunk, there was a bloody puppy lying there. No

one knew how many days it had been put there, and it had rotted a little.

The policeman was bewildered after seeing what it was and looked at me with a twisted eyebrow. “Ms.

Conner, what’s going on?”

I was also confused and looked sideways at Ryan’s wife. She looked blankly at the dead dog in the

trunk and muttered to herself, “He deserves to die. He deserves to die…

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I couldn’t figure out what was going on. I told several policemen what this woman had just told me in

the coffee shop and said helplessly, “I don’t understand. She didn’t seem to be lying at that time, so

that’s why I asked you to come and have a look.”

The policeman checked the situation around and said to the policeman on the side, “Take a statement

and find a way to contact the man she said was killed and verify it.”

Another policeman nodded and then questioned Ryan’s wife. After some questioning by the police, I

learned that this woman was named Abagail Mireya, who was already in her forties. If she didn’t tell the

policeman how old she was, I would believe she would only be in her thirties. I didn’t expect her to look

so young.

She told the police about how she killed her husband and hid the body in the car, as she told me in the

coffee shop, but when the police asked her where the body was hidden, she kept repeating it in the

trunk.

Ryan’s body could not be found, and the police could not contact Ryan, so I called the receptionist in

the Conner Group and asked the receptionist to go to the Finance Department to find Ryan.

But the final result was that Ryan had gone to Springbury on business five days ago and hadn’t come

back yet. I asked for his contact number from the receptionist, but Ryan’s phone couldn’t get through.

We didn’t find the body, nor could we get in touch with the so-called. dead.

The police could not confirm what happened. Abagail kept murmuring, “I killed him, more than ten

times. He left a lot of blood. The house is full of blood. I am so happy. I finally killed him.”

view of her mental condition, the police went to Abagail’s house. There was indeed a pool of blood in

the living room. At first, the

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police thought it was human blood, but after the test, it was found that it was the dead dog’s blood, and

there was no human blood.

Because Ryan could not be reached, the police could not confirm the situation for the time being, so

they stayed at Abagail’s house to look for the body and interrogate her.

This was a bit strange. I was not in a hurry to go, but Walter’s phone kept ringing. I knew that it must be

from Ashley.

I looked at Walter and couldn’t help but sneer, “Mr. Hinton, you’re quite busy.”

Instead of looking at his phone, he looked at me and said, “When are you going to leave?”

I frowned. “I’m not going to leave. I’m curious about what’s going on. I want to know whether Ryan is

dead or alive. Anyway, it concerns the Conner Group.”

He frowned, hung up the incoming call on the phone screen, looked at me, and said, “Whether Ryan is

dead or alive, the Conner Group will make headlines tomorrow.”

He opened his mouth and saw the two young men standing outside Abagail’s house from the corner of NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

his eyes.

Looking at the two men with cameras in their hands, I was stunned for a moment and looked up at him.

“Did you call the reporters?”

Walter raised his eyebrows and said with disdain, “I’m not so idle. I guess they happened to be passing

by Tabatha, if you don’t go now, it’s not just the Conner Group that will appear in River City headlines

tomorrow. I’m afraid the Hinton Group will do too.”