Chapter 712 I am Alone
There was a strange dead silence in the air. In the cold basement, the air seemed to be frozen into ice
one point one, which made people feel cold on their backs.
In the cold darkness, a small sound suddenly sounded. It was a very weak sound of leather shoes
rubbing the ground. If one didn''t listen carefully, he couldn''t hear it at all.
The man had good ears. An imperceptible coldness and cruelty shed through his slightly narrowed
eyes, and his chest was heaving violently.
"Mr. Hogan, the trap in the Dragon City has been set up, and Martin has set out to the Dragon City in
person as nned. The Zhou n is also investigating the clues. Do we need to carry out the next
step?" Standing behind the sofa, Barnes lowered his head and said in a slightly low and hoarse voice.
Hearing this, the man pinched the ss with his fair finger, and the wine ss between his fingers
broke into pieces. The broken ss pieces pierced into the flesh. The fresh red blood was in sharp
contrast to the white skin, which was somewhat frightening but inexplicable tempting.
The man slowly raised his hand, stretched out his long tongue and gently licked the blood on the
wound. Suddenly, a strong smell of blood filled his mouth. The familiar smell of blood, along with the
blood, spread to his limbs and bones. The man''s purple ck eyes suddenly were filled with
overwhelming cold killing intent.
The man''s voice was extremely cold, "No, we don''t have to."
Barnes slightly raised his eyebrows, which seemed to be covered with a thinyer of frost. His dark
eyes under the sses stared at the man for a moment, "Yes, Mr. Hogan."
After saying that, Barnes left quietly, as if he had never been here.
In the darkness, the man snorted. His deep eyes shed for a moment, but soon returned to dead
silence.
"Honey, I''ve been looking for you for 21 years. You''re mine... No one can take you away from me! "
In the Yan Garden.
After washing up, Cassandra called Martin to make sure that Martin was safe. After that, she habitually
opened the microblog.
As soon as she opened the micro-blog, her face suddenly darkened.
On the top search list of microblog, there was a piece of shocking news -- Lance was dead and the
police had been involved in the investigation.
ording to the official announcement, Lance died in his own home. Because there was no monitoring
in his home, the police could only deduce the estimated time of death from the corpse examination.
Moreover, ording to the surveince equipment of themunity, the incident happenedte, and
no strangers entered themunity or Lance''s home, so the possibility of homicide was temporarily
excluded.
This was indeed a serious criminal case, but for some reason, after Lance''s death, all the major media
scrambled to report it. Now the whole case had been spread everywhere, and the conclusion of
conspiracy and murder was gradually revealed. The police carried great pressure and promised to
solve the case as soon as possible.
Cassandra looked through the relevant news roughly. ording to the official news, Lance seemed to
have died of a sudden disease or suicide, because there was no other evidence to prove that he was
murdered.
Cassandra had a close look at the photos posted on the Inte. From the photos, she could clearly
see that there were no signs of fighting in Lance''s house, and the doors and windows were intact...
But...
Why did the death of such an unimportant person like Lance attract so much attention from the media?
Cassandra''s thin lips tightened into a straight line, and her eyes were fixed on the screen of the mobile
phone. Lance was indeed hateful, but he didn''t deserve to die. Perhaps it was because she had died
once that she knew more about the preciousness of life.
Holding the phone in her hand, Cassandra kept silent for a long time. Under the hot search of
microblog, there were many new posts, and some people also stood out to expose the notorious deeds
of Lance. The implication was that a hypocrite like Lance deserved more than death.
There was no de in words, but it could kill people.
A statement on the Inte never needed any evidence, but since a repeated nder made others
believe and the rumors were rampant, who would really care about the truth of the matter?
Lance was dead, but those who had already been hurt were still exposed and criticized, which was
ridiculous.
Cassandra rubbed between her eyebrows tiredly, put down the phone and threw it aside. At that
moment, an unprecedented loneliness suddenly emerged from the bottom of her heart.
She lived in the sea of people, but even though there were people around her, she was still lonely and
helpless.
Martin...
In the darkness, these words were like breaking through the frozen earth and boundless snowfield,
smashing down fiercely like thunder. She did not know what would happen in the future. Perhaps it was
a deep abyss, or a bright and smooth path.
But so what?
She was destined to be entangled with Martin. Even if she died, she was willing to die in his hands.
"Ding -"
Suddenly, her phone rang in the empty room. It was from her sweetheart.
Cassandra''s pupils contracted all of a sudden, staring at the screen of her mobile phone unblinkingly.
At that moment, it seemed that something broke through the shackles of her body, as if the dust that
had been trapped underground for thousands of years or tens of thousands of years, finally broke out
of the earth at this moment, took root, and bloomed the most dazzling and brilliant flower.
Cassandra''s fingers trembled uncontrobly. She slid the screen several times before she picked it up.
The phone was pressed against her ear, and her heart beat faster and faster uncontrobly. She said in
a hoarse voice, "Hello..."
On the other side of the phone, Martin stood in front of the huge French window, looking down at the
numerous lives under his feet.
The moment he heard the girl''s voice, his tense look suddenly disappeared, and a touch of destion
appeared in his eyes. He tightened his fingers and said as calmly as possible, "Cassandra, are you
asleep?"
Cassandra leaned against the head of the bed, her fingers circling her hair unconsciously, and nced
at the empty space beside her from the corner of her eyes. She had been used to being alone, but now
Martin suddenly asked, as if the past days had turned into grievances.
Cassandra curled her lips and said aggrievedly, "No, you''re not at home. I''m alone... I can''t fall asleep...
"
''Ha-ha, you used to want to sleep alone. Do you have insomnia now?
Don''t you think you are a little rebellious?''
Unexpectedly, Martin was delighted and said in a soft voice, "Good girl, I''ll be back soon."
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Cassandra also knew that something worthy of Martin''s personally must be very important to the Lu
Group and even the whole Lu Group. Martin had achieved what he had today step by step, and he
would never allow anyone to hinder the Lu Group.
However, at this moment, in the long night, she suddenly felt aggrieved and lonely. She could give up
everything, as long as Martin was by her side.