Chapter 841 Can''t Find The Weapon


    With his cap again concealing his face, Jorge managed to sneak off the ne amongst the


    passengers.


    He got off the ne and followed the crowd to the exit. Seeing several uniformed policemen at the


    gate, Jorge deliberately lowered the brim of his hat and tried to slink away.


    Just when he thought Jorge had escaped, however, a cop approached him and took out a pair of


    handcuffs, which shone silver in the reflected light. "Sir, will you minding with us?"


    Jorge muttered a curse, turned around, and ran away. Because of his limp, he wasn''t able to run


    very fast, however, and he soon fell to the ground. Secondster, the cop caught up with him and


    arrested him on the spot.


    Butter, at the police department, even after several interrogations, Jorge still refused to talk.


    The police checked his phone and found that there was indeed a mastermind behind it all, who had


    ordered Jorge to kill J.


    But it was obviously a burner phone and they couldn''t track down the person with the limited


    information they found on Jorge''s phone.


    The cop ced the phone down on the table in front of Jorge and demanded, "What on earth did


    you do? Tell me! Who ordered you to kill J


    Larson?"


    Jorge leaned back in his chair casually, fearlessly looking the cop directly in the eye. Heughed


    maniacally until he couldugh no more. Then he said in a low voice, "Don''t worry about J.


    She''ll survive. Someone else, though, is doomed." ******


    J insisted that Draco get an overall check-up but she herself would skip it.


    Brandon was, however, and arranged for an examination for J as well.


    "I wasn''t even attacked by Jorge. Is it really necessary?" J was reluctant to undergo the exam.


    "Just in case." Brandon guided J into the examination room.


    While he waited outside for J to emerge, Brandon got a call from the police.


    "Jorge still said nothing." He was giving the police a great deal of trouble.


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    "Keep trying." Brandon''s face hardened. "Until he tells us everything."


    "We found a call log between Jorge and someone else on his phone. That should be the person


    behind this all. But Jorge didn''t say anything and just keptughing like a maniac. Maybe he


    seeded in his task. Whatever that task might have been."


    "Check if Jorge has a concealed weapon hidden on him anywhere." Brandon''s eyes narrowed.


    "We''ve already frisked him. There''s nothing on Jorge that could be used to hurt anyone. It''s very


    strange." The police didn''t know what to do.


    Without any evidence, there was nothing they could do about Jorge.


    Noticing that J''s examination was finished, Brandon lowered his voice and said, "It''s your job.


    Jorge is in your hands. Find out everything."


    He hung up the phone and walked towards J, who had just emerged from the room. "What did


    the doctor say?"


    Covering her arm from which the doctor had just drawn blood, J replied, "The blood test shows


    that I''m fine. They didn''t find any wound on me either. The doctor said that I''m perfectly healthy, as


    far as he can tell."


    Brandon breathed a deep sigh of relief. But thinking back on his conversation with the cops, he was


    suddenly gued with doubts.


    Jorge hadn''t gotten on the ne just to scare J, had he?


    And who was behind all of Jorge''s actions?


    There were too many mysteries that hadn''t been solved yet. Brandon was worried that if he told all


    of this to J, she might want to investigate herself, which could put her in even greater danger.


    Taking a lesson from his previous experience, Brandon nned to investigate it himself first and


    only tell J once he got the answers.


    Noticing that Brandon was on the phone when she walked out, J asked, "Have the police


    caught Jorge?"


    "No. It was work."


    "Okay," J said.


    J turned her head and looked over at the clock hanging on the wall. Then she looked over at


    the examination room that Draco was still in and asked, "The doctor still hasn''t finished checking Mr.


    Wesley?"


    "These things take time." Brandon felt a twinge of jealousy as he noticed how concerned J


    seemed to be for another man, the fact that it was Draco notwithstanding.


    "If he''s fine, Mr. Wesley and I can pack up and set off for the Iridescent Show," J said.


    It was an important event for both Draco and herself, and it was on for tomorrow.


    "I thought I was a workaholic. I didn''t expect my wife to be even worse than me." Brandon couldn''t


    help but tease J lovingly.


    With a smile, J calmed down a bit. "Even under such dangerous circumstances, I got out


    without a scratch. This clearly means God Himself insists on me being at the Iridescent Show. And I


    really can''t let Him down!"


    Despite having such a close call with Jorge, J was still excited about going to the Iridescent


    Show.