Chapter 903 I'll Wait For That Day

In the Maybach car

Arthur was holding the phone in his hand, his knuckles were slightly white, and his deep eyes seemed
to be covered with a layer of invisible frost. No one knew when a layer of cold sweat climbed on his
back bone.

"Eugene is dead," After a while, Arthur rubbed between his eyebrows and said in a hoarse voice.

Eugene had been standing at the front line all his life. He was loyal, courageous, and prudent. If it
weren't for the case that had always been his knot, he could have climbed to a higher position. But he
had owed a debt of gratitude, and now he even died because of this.

Martin raised his head slightly and his cold face was reflected on the black window. He said, "The
media reported that the murderer of a series of adultery and murder committed a crime again. The
murderer disregarded the heavens and died in a car accident."

"The news came so fast," Malcolm sneered. "The media knew it so clearly just after he died. I'd like to
see which media is so powerful."

Martin replied, "The Headline of J City."

Arthur sneered and dialed a number with his slender fingers moving quickly. After a few seconds, he
held the phone and said coldly, "Call the network police to delete all the news about the case on the
Internet, and arrest all the people on the Headline of J City. Listen carefully, all of them, even if they are
cleaning the bathroom, don't let them go!"

"But, boss... Why do we arrest them?" Bettina asked instinctively, as if her eyes were glued to Eugene's
body.



Under the rule of the government, no matter what they did, they had to be restrained. If they were not
careful enough, they would be complained and reported. This was not a big deal. Anyway, they had
written many apologetic letters. But now they needed to arrest so many people. If this matter became a
big deal, even Arthur could not solve it.

"Don't listen to him. Just send someone to watch the comments online. I'll take care of the rest." Martin
snatched the phone from Arthur's hand and said.

Hearing this, Arthur said angrily, "Don't you think you have stretched your hand too long? You even
want to order my subordinates?"

Martin didn't say anything. He just asked Carlos to make a phone call. Within a few minutes, all the
news related to the case on the Headline of J City had been deleted, and their official microblog also
made an apology statement, indicating that everything was false and that they would seriously
investigate and reorganize the rumors spread by the insiders.

But even so, the news about the consecutive adultery and murder was still wildly reported. In this era of
developed media, there was no secret privacy between people.

"Haste makes waste. What's more, you may not be able to bear the consequences of this matter.
Sometimes, my identity will make a move faster," said Martin, without any change on his face. "The
news was exposed by a small reporter on the Headline of J City. His account number was accidentally
stolen, and no one could track down the thief. They have set up a trap, waiting for Eugene to jump into
it. We are a few steps late."

Arthur fell into silence. He also knew that they were several steps late, but they were in the light. The
murderer knew everything about them, but they knew nothing about what the other party was doing,
how many people, and how powerful the force was.



Covering his face with his hands, Arthur said in a hoarse voice, "It's all my fault. If I hadn't dragged
Eugene into this matter, he wouldn't have died."

Martin didn't say anything. To a certain extent, the death of Eugene had something to do with each of
them. If they hadn't provoked Hugh, Hugh wouldn't have been desperate and do this.

But no matter how regretful they were, they couldn't save Eugene's life.

But they didn't understand the reason.

"Why do good people not live long, but bad people can get away with it?" Arthur's voice was extremely
hoarse, and his voice trembled at the end, with unspeakable grievance and pain.

In their business, they had seen too many life and death unforeseen events. Sometimes, even if they
caught the suspects, they didn't have enough evidence, or because the law was blank, they could only
release them. However, those innocent victims were already wronged, but no one could defend them.

The heavy rain hit the window, and Martin lowered his eyes slightly, with a dead silence on his face.
"Living is a sin in itself, but if even you think so, what hope do those innocent victims have?"

Arthur's back suddenly froze. He slowly released his fingers and said calmly, "You're right. This is our
duty. No matter who is behind Hugh and how powerful he is, I will definitely root them out!"

Hearing this, Martin nodded slightly and said, "I'll wait for that day."

When Arthur was about to speak, his phone suddenly rang again. It was from Bettina. She said that the
relatives of the case of collusion and murder in the past had arrived and wanted to confirm in person
whether the case had been solved or not, and the families of the victims of the new case had also
arrived. They were crying.



Without thinking, Arthur guessed that the police station was in a mess. He wiped his face and said, "I
should go back."

"I can drive you," said Martin.

Arthur shook his head and said, "They left a car for me. Besides, it's useless for you to go there at this
time. I'm leaving now."

After finishing his words, Arthur pushed the door open with one hand, and the cold wind swept through
the door. He got off the car, closed the door, and walked towards a police car nearby.

In the front row, Carlos turned to Martin and said, "Boss, how about rejecting Mr. Robert's plan first?"

Martin glanced at the list of guests Robert had just received and said, "No, I'll pick up Casey first."

Carlos was stunned and didn't dare to ask any more questions. He started the car and headed for the
Ring Entertainment Industry.

On the way, Martin received a call from Cassandra. The death of Eugene had provoked much
discussion. No matter how obtuse Cassandra was, it was time for her to see the news.

"Sweetheart, what's going on? Eugene... Is he really dead?" Cassandra asked tentatively, staring at the
computer screen in front of her.

Although official microblog of the Headline of J City stood out to refute the rumor, the news flew out as
if it had wings. At this time, the more deleted the news, the more public opinion would guess.

"Yes, I'll be downstairs of your company soon. You go downstairs and we'll talk about it later," said
Martin.

Hearing this, Cassandra replied, "Okay, I'll be right downstairs."



A few minutes later.

Cassandra came out of the building and walked quickly to the car. As soon as she got on the car,
Martin took a towel to carefully wipe the rain off her body, and handed her a cup of hot water. "Don't be
in a hurry. Have a cup of hot water first."


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