In the understatedly luxurious study, Long Yutian stood with his hands in his pockets, in front of the tall window. The thick curtains were drawn back just a sliver, allowing a faint ray of sunlight to caress his handsome face, unabashedly highlighting his sharp edges.
Several police cars were parked by the fountain on the left side of the castle, and the officers along with forensic experts were busy at work. Lan Yuer's body had been placed inside a police vehicle... While other officers were routinely questioning the servants about the details.
Respectfully standing behind Long Yutian, Monica spoke, "We searched all night but didn't find any trace of the sniper. It seems the enemy has hidden themselves very deeply!"
"If they could lurk in Mandara Manor, how have you been doing your security work?" His cold voice contained a thin veil of anger.
"I'm sorry, Master! It's all my fault, please punish me!" Monica said softly.
