Chapter 145 Murder
Seven o''clock in the evening, in the suburbs.
The smell of burnt smoke shrouded everywhere, and the bloody red sky filled with the smell of fire.
The choking smoke rushed into people’s nasal cavity, and it was very ufortable.
There was constantly the sound of the camera shooting.
Reporters, photographers, police, forensics, they had been checking and tracking this ident.
"ording to our report, a spontaneousbustion incident urred in the eastern suburbs of xx
airport at about 2:10pm. ording to the investigation, a car engine malfunctioned, which caused the
elerator to burn rapidly, and dangerous liquids such as organic oils in the car caused spontaneous
thought to be dead, the search and rescue team is extinguishing the fire urgently. The car is thetest
Rolls-Royce "Phantom" series. It is reported that the fire has burned for nearly three hours and the
search and rescue personnel arrived. The shape of the car has long been destroyed.”
The reporter''s voice was particrly sharp. Each word was like a needle, straight and urate, it felt
as if they were inserted into Andrew''s heart.
"Mr. Busk, the person you reported missing just now, we suspect that it is extremely likely to have
rtions with this incident. Can you cooperate with us in further investigation?"
The police were making notes, and cautiously questioned the man in front of him.
About half an hour ago, when Andrew was driving on the road, he suddenly received a call, telling him
about the ident.
When he arrived, the raging fire on the horizon had not burnedpletely, and the outline of the car
could be vaguely seen.
But that car, like a fuel station that was automatically refilled regrly, could not be extinguished at all.
It became bigger and bigger, and eventually the wreckage was all over the ground.
"Alright."
Andrew answered lightly with lowing his head. And nobody could see his eyes.
"Okay Mr. Busk, what I want to ask next, I hope you will think it over before answering."
Andrew nced at the car. Only the frame of the car was left, nothing else.
If people were inside, there must be only a handful of ashes left.
He looked at it coldly and deeply.
There was bitterness on his heart, "Ask."
Obviously the police should have spoken first, but he spoke first in a cold voice.
The policeman''s voice was polite, and he coughed slightly, "Mr. Busk, when was thest time you
contacted Ms. Sarah?"
"10:43, it was a ten minute talk."
"Then the specific content of the conversation between the two of you, is it us?"
"She just woke up and didn''t need me to apany her."
"..."
"Then, was there something weird about Sarah recently?"
When Andrew heard this question, suddenly his eyes condensed, "She was normal." The policeman
smiled yfully as if it was not the first time he heard such an answer. He said, "Mr. Busk, don''t you
know? Some of the deceased seem to be normal before they die, but afterwards you will find that she
actually had a lot of strange behaviors, such as eating some dishes that she usually doesn’t like, or
forcing themselves to do something they never tried. and by the way..."
The reporter on the side had noticed that Andrew''s eyes had be darker and darker. He pulled the
policeman’s sleeves, gesturing to him to stop talking.
Of course, they were all afraid of getting med, let alone from the biggest business leader in City H.
Although politics and business did not interfere with each other, it was naturally best to avoid friction.
The police immediately shut up and said nothing.
Andrew’s cell phones rang one by one at this time.
"We didn''t find Sarah, how is it going at your end?"
Looking at the ashes after the burning, Andrew was silent.
On the phone, Anne''s shocked voice suddenly was heard, "Ernest, it''s not good, it''s not good, it''s on
fire!"
Ernest was talking on the phone with Andrew, and was startled by these words, "What caused a fire?"
At that time, Andrew had already hung up the phone.
However, there were some calls he couldn’t avoid.
"Andrewe back immediately!"
On the phone, Andrew’s grandfather''s voice was obviously angry and desperate, and he yelled at
Andrew.
Andrew almost heard the same voice as the reporter who was standing behind him on the phone call.
Here, the police transcript was not finished yet.
"I know, I will go back."
Andrew was staring at the remaining thick smoke.
"I want you toe back right away! Do you hear me?"
His grandfather said in his stubborn way.
As before, Andrew didn''t say anything, and quietly disconnected the phone.
The police saw that Andrew''s expression was really bad, and he didn’t dare say any more jokes, his
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face was solemn, "Mr. Busk, please cooperate with our investigation."
Andrew did not look at the policeman, instead, he walked towards the decimated car frame.
His long figure with straight and slender legs was suddenly froze in front of the iplete car.
The setting sun hadpletely gone down. The bloody red sky was gradually reced by the night.
Andrew stood there looking lonely.
Probably, this was the most stubborn moment ever for Andrew to stare at a car burning to ashes.
Standing among the weeds that had dried up and burned to ashes, no one knew what Andrew was
thinking.
The sound of a brake cut across the air, awakening the sight of everyone.
When the car stopped, the figure of a woman rushed in. Although the scene had been surrounded by
the istion belt, she still rushed in.
Anne rushed in. Her pace was disordered, but she couldn''t care, her eyes were already red, "Sarah!
Youe back right now! Come back!"
She shouted loudly, no one responded.
Ernest rushed in right behind her. He restrained Anne, and kept kissing her forehead, trying to calm her
down, "Calm down. Everything hasn''t settled yet. We have to believe that there is hope."
"Let go of me! I''m going to find Sarah! I''m going to see her! Ahhh... let go of me..."
With a desperate cry, Anne beat her chest, crying heartbreakingly, and clutching her hands in front of
her eyes. The car had been condensed into nothing.
She didn''t catch anything, the air was scorching hot. And Ernest caught her waist, not giving her a
chance to escape.
"Andrew! You asshole! You killed her! You killed Sarah!!"
Anne insulted the man in front of her continuously, struggling to the end till she had no trace of strength
left. She cried terribly, and copsed to the ground.
Even though her beautiful clothes were stained with dirt, she didn''t pay attention to that at all. She
wanted to hit Andrew who stood in front of her! "Why don''t you die? What did Sarah do wrong? A year
ago, she lost so much. When she said that she was married to you, I thought the disaster was finally
going to stop, at least the person she married didn’t sound so bad. The legendary Andrew Busk from
City H, but Andrew, why do you want to abuse her like this? Make her feel so much pain? You must be
a murderer! "
After hearing thest sentence, Ernest quickly covered Anne''s mouth, "Anne, don''t talk
nonsense."