It Was You

Chapter 889 Was I Too Good to You Recently

"I know who they are," said Moore abruptly. He raised his eyes with a mature and steady look that did not belong to his age. "On the underground wanted list, there was a couple, and one of them has OCD."

Carlos was stunned. His pupils shrank slightly, and his throat moved slightly. "You mean, the couple who was called the ghost faced Yama, Spectral!"

Moore nodded and replied, "Yes, Spectral."

Cassandra, who was confused, didn't know what the wanted list was, nor did she know the ghost faced Yama and Spectral, but these names were cruel and frightening.

The checking and reasoning were still going on, and Cassandra was also absent-minded. She didn't come to her senses until her phone suddenly rang. She took the phone and walked outside before answering it.

The dazzling white light sprinkled from the sky, illuminating the entire world. However, even so, there were still places where the sun could not shine. And there were toxins and moulds growing in those places, which would easily disintegrate and devour a person's entire will.

All of a sudden, Cassandra raised her hand, with a white light shining through her fingers. She said absentmindedly, "Hello."

"Samuel! You may not believe it, but the goddess has agreed to sign a contract with us! Where are you? Can you come to the company now?" Jack said excitedly on the other end of the line. This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Jack's voice pulled her back to reality.

Sometimes, she felt that she had been half living in reality and half in dreams recently. Sometimes, even she herself couldn't tell where she was living.

Cassandra rubbed between her eyebrows and said, "I have some personal affairs to deal with, so I don't have time to go back for the time being. I'll invite Miss Lin to dinner another day, okay?"

Jack howled and asked, "How can it be? Samuel, do you have someone else in your heart now?"

Cassandra was not in the mood to talk nonsense with him, so she said, "I do have something to do. As for the contract, you can sign with her first, and you can agree with any conditions she says. As for the script, I will ask her out later to discuss about it."

Jack complained a few words on the other end of the phone, but what Cassandra said made him happy enough. Then he hung up the phone.

Cassandra stood there like a clay statue. After a long time, she exhaled a few mouthfuls of stale air and went back to look for Martin.

'If you feel confused, go ahead and keep going. One day, you will find your own way.'

Mortuary house.

The night was long.

The tall black chimney was ablaze with smoke, floating in the night wind, as if enveloping everything in the deathly atmosphere.

Arthur came over with two cups of freshly ground coffee. He leaned against the car door and listened to Bettina reporting today's daily work.

"Boss, we have nothing to do tonight. Can I not work tonight? You see, I am becoming an old woman. You even have a boyfriend, but I haven't. I apply to the organization for a blind date tonight. Will you approve the leave?" With a sad face, Bettina bent over the table dejectedly.

Since they came back from the White River Town, Arthur had given an order to the whole police station. They had to be on duty 24 hours a day, three shifts a day. After a few days, each of them had black circles under their eyes.

Taking a sip of coffee, Arthur said, "Nonsense! I don't trust you. You can only think about it, but you never have the nerves to do it. So you will not have a blind date. Make up a good excuse next time. Inform others, from today on, I'll pay for the midnight snack every night. I'm responsible for the reimbursement of your facial masks, and no one is allowed to leave the police station. I'll have a spot check at any time."

Bettina was speechless.

Damn it! Bitch!

He had got a boyfriend now, and he did not care about other people's life.

Who the hell was she blind to have a crush on this kind of person? Bah!

Bettina rubbed between her eyebrows, as if she was weak and uncomfortable, and said weakly, "I'm really going on a blind date. My mother arranged it for me. They really want me to get married. I heard that the other party has a doctor's degree, and his appearance is comparable to that of Leonard. If I don't go to the date, will you assign someone to me?"

"Come on," said Arthur relentlessly, "Most of the doctors are bald. If you really want to get married, I'll introduce someone to you another day."

"No, no, no! There is no need!" Bettina suddenly raised her head from the table, with a layer of white sweat on her forehead. "Everyone knows that you are surrounded by gays, and I don't want to marry a gay, since I need to have children."

Arthur bent his right leg slightly and put it beside the tire. "You're so conventional. You need to have children? Are you too arrogant, or am I too good to you recently? Huh?"

"It's your duty as my boss to take care of me!" With a flattering smile on her face, Bettina said, and her back was in a cold sweat.

"Really?" Arthur asked, "Why do I feel that there is something wrong with some details of the last case?"

"Got it! Got it. I will check it right now! Before you come back, the report will be put on your desk and waited for your instructions!" Bettina immediately stood at attention.

Raising his eyebrows slightly, Arthur caught a glimpse of a slender figure coming out from the corner of his eyes. He immediately hung up the phone and walked towards the figure.

"Honey, I know you don't want me to be cold outside alone and come out to see me, right?" Arthur said calmly.

Lenny's slightly pale face was full of tiredness and sleepiness, but it was too noisy inside. Since the will announced and Martin and others had left, those relatives immediately revealed their true colors and quarreled in his ears.

As soon as Arthur finished his words, Lenny fell down and almost pressed all the weight on Arthur.

"Well, honey, although we haven't seen each other for quite a while, you are missing me too much, aren't you?" Arthur joked as he carefully held Lenny to prevent him from falling down.

Resting his head on his shoulder, Lenny said in a hoarse voice, "Don't make any noise. Let me have a rest."

Arthur held Lenny in silence. After a long while, he managed to squeeze out a sentence, "Well... Honey, how about going to the car? I can do anything for you."

There was a hint of flirtation in his last sentence, but Lenny was not in the mood to listen to him at all.