"What?!" Shock was written all over Luther's handsome face.
He figured out what happened almost instantly, "Postpone the death for four to five hours? Then the person who originally had an alibi can actually be a suspect! For example, Charlotte!"
At the end, he said almost word for word, gnashing his teeth!
"That's right. Charlotte and Ricky showed up at the Warner residence at twelve, and Charlotte went in to meet Cecelia. About five hours later, Cecelia died. Similarly, Eugene showed up at the Hotel Dragon at 12:00 p.m., and about five hours later, Mr. Walsh was dead. They died exactly the same way. The cause and effect are obviously the same."
Karl had pulled the car out of the parking lot.
It's the darkest hour before the dawn outside.
The sky was like a huge black curtain, and it seemed as if it wanted to erase all the light altogether.
The faint streetlights give off a shivering glow in the winter.
Luther was extremely shocked, and his angry face, in the only remaining point of light, was distinctly clear. He clasped his hands together so hard that there had been bruises on the backs of his hands.
It turned out that his most beloved grandmother was killed by this poisonous woman.
He almost married this disgusting woman and hurt Joyce again and again because of her, and even almost got Joyce killed.
He could no longer use the word "remorse" to describe his feelings at the moment.
The word "anger" was not enough to quell his turbulent emotions.
His grandmother must have found out something to get killed by Charlotte. No wonder Grandma used her last strength to change her will before she died, leaving the shares to Joyce.
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