Chapter 470


    When Natalie was wondering if she should destroy the document, Joyce let out a gasp of disbelief. “Oh,


    my. Jasmine died a horrible death.”


    “What? Did theizens actually upload those gory photos? Aren’t you afraid?” Natalie snapped back to


    reality and frowned.


    Joyce rolled her eyes. “There isn’t any photo of that sort online. The authorities keep an eye on this and


    will delete all the relevant photos. I read this from a reporter’s description.”


    She pointed at her phone and revealed, “The reporter said Jasmine fell t on her face, so her face is


    disfigured and unrecognizable. That was why I said she died a horrible death!”


    “Wait a minute. Did you say she fell t on her face?” Natalie narrowed her gaze in suspicion.


    Joyce nodded. “Yep. That was what the reporter said.”


    “Don’t you find it strange?”


    “Huh? What is so strange about it?” Joyce stared at her.


    Natalie lowered her gaze. “Of course, it’s about how Jasmine fell t on her face. Do you remember she


    was sitting with her back against the window when we saw the video?”


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    “Yes.” Joyce nodded profusely.


    “So, when she fell, she should fall t on her back instead of her face. She couldn’t have done a


    somersault in the air, right? No one can do that,” said Natalie sternly with her fists clenched up.


    “Well…” Joyce did a double take. That does sound suspicious.


    Natalie rose to her feet and dered, “Something is amiss with the corpse!”


    Joyce felt a chill down her spine upon hearing Natalie’s deration. She couldn’t help but shudder. “Nat,


    stop it. That’s too scary. Don’t tell me someone switched the corpse?”


    “That’s impossible. The corpse fell on the ground in public. No one would dare to switch it under


    everyone’s watchful gazes.” Natalie shook her head and added, “There is another suspicious thing.”


    “What is it?” urged Joyce.


    Natalie shut her eyes for a moment. When she opened them again, her gaze was steely. “It’s about how


    Jasmine jumped down from the building. Joyce, if you were tomit suicide, would you choose to face


    the window or jump with your back against the window?”


    “I’ll face the window, of course. I’ve never heard of anyone who would jump with their back against the


    window…”


    Realization dawned on Joyce as her eyes widened in fear. “Are you serious? Nat, are you saying


    Jasmine didn’tmit suicide? Someone else put her in that position and pushed her out of the


    window?”


    “That could be possible. I feel that her position before she jumped and the corpse’s position on the


    ground are both abnormal. Hence, my doubts. But of course, I could be overthinking. I need to see the


    scene no matter what.”


    With that, she stood up and headed to the rack to grab her bag.


    Joyce rose to her feet as well. “What is there to look at? Jasmine is dead. It doesn’t matter whether she


    was murdered ormitted suicide. This is none of our business. Just ignore it. Also, aren’t you going to


    have lunch?”


    Natalie’s lips pursed as she scowled. “Do you think I can still eat after watching that video?”


    Joyce’s expression clouded over as she stopped harping about lunch.


    Natalie walked out of her studio and headed to the elevator.


    Joyce’s right. Jasmine’s death is none of my business. I should stay out of this. However, I didn’t tell


    Joyce about one of my doubts—is that corpse Jasmine?


    The figure seemed familiar, but there are plenty of people who have simr figures. Most importantly, we


    didn’t get to see Jasmine’s face before or after shemitted suicide. That’s why I suspect the weird


    jumping position and the corpse’s face on the ground were arranged to hide the deceased’s features.


    Natalie was deep in thought when her phone began ringing.


    She strode ahead without stopping and answered the call.


    “Hey, Shane,” she greeted.