Chapter 572: One Doesn't Have to Get His Hands Dirty to Commit Murder

How can it be Hilda?

She doesn't care if I know she did this!

"Linda, you have a visitor."

Hilda smiles and turns back to the woman.

Linda glances at the door and looks furious when she notices me.

"Get out of here!"

Linda shouts at me.

"Linda, I'm here to clear things up. I really didn't kill Jack. I drugged him just to protect myself. Besides,
that drug couldn't kill him."

Linda snorts coldly, "Could it? Then why did he stay at your house for three days? Besides, Jack never
fooled around. If anything, you must have seduced him. You know what you've done. You don't need
me to remind you. If you want my forgiveness to avoid jail time, it is not going to happen."

She just made a good case.

I don't know how to argue with that.

Hilda is sneering at me.

I guess Hilda taught her those words.

Knowing it is Hilda, I can't take it anymore and shriek at her, "Hilda, what exactly do you want?"

Hilda smiles at me and whispers, "What are you talking about? I don't understand."



She is still playing innocent.

"You dare say this isn't from you? You came here to teach her what to do, right?" I say sternly pointing
at Hilda.

"Linda and I have been friends for years. She is in distress. Can't I come and comfort her?"

Hilda glances at Linda with puppy eyes.

But I know Hilda's true colors, so her little trick doesn't work on me.

"Friends?" I sneer and say to Linda, "You probably don't know what your so-called friend did to your
husband, do you? I'm sure she killed Jack!"

Linda looks at Hilda in shock, and her face turns pale.

Just when I think she believes me, she looks at me with disdain and says coldly, "Do you think I will
believe you? Hilda will never do that to me, because she is nice to me and we have been living
together as well as sharing a bed these days. She has a solid alibi."

Should I call her naïve or stupid?

They can't spend 24 hours a day together. Where does this trust come from?

"Does she have to get her hands dirty to commit murder? Do you really know who your so-called friend
is?"

I know Linda doesn't.

"Of course, I know better than you. You should get lost now. Or it's going to get ugly!"



As she speaks, she takes out a gun from her coat.

In the United States, many people have gun permits.

It's not surprising she has a gun.

Ever since that incident, I've always been afraid of guns.

I fear if it goes off, I will end up a casualty.

Hilda answers the phone and then gets up to leave.

"Linda, I gotta go. There is something I need to do. I will come back tomorrow."


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