Soon the Dean's vehicle appeared in front of the road.
"My car has arrived, where's your driver?" asked the Dean looking at the Dakota vehicle which was not yet visible. Several vehicles were queuing behind his car, he couldn't stay there for too long.
"He’s here," replied Dakota briefly.
Dakota looked around, Edi had just called him and told him to wait in front of the restaurant, don't go anywhere. But, where was he? He took out his phone to call Edi.
"Boss, sorry, there is a vehicle that has broken down and blocking the way, please wait a moment, they are moving it, stay where you are, don't go anywhere," said Edi on the telephone.
Dakota looked around, looking for Edi's whereabouts.
Sam nodded.“Hemh, this is suspicious”Rina nodded."That's true, Boss, but her nephew's alibi when the victim died is very clear. He was at campus activities outside the city for ten days, meaning that when the victim decided to commit suicide he was not near her. Luk and I had left the summons at his house because he was still out of town. The plan is that he will come tomorrow morning. And Boss, Erw also found some of the victim's notes in a journal on her social media, which were intended for her family."Sam pursed his mouth, thinking.“Heh, she must have been so desperate to do that, even though starving for ten days doesn't just kill a person. In theory, at least she would be in a coma until she slowl
"Boss, I've opened the victim's email, there are several emails sent three days ago, she scheduled delivery the day after she died, addressed to her nephew and family." Erw wrote, then provided a link to the victim's email which he managed to open on his phone which he protected with so many passwords and codes, even fingerprints.Sam opened the link, and read the email. There were at least five emails sent at the same time, more like wills.……Rina saw an eighteen-year-old young man already sitting in her room. He is Ryan Bell, nephew of victim Marisa Lyod. Marisa's family has come to provide information and now it is the young man's turn. The young man couldn't stop crying, breaking down after reading several emails that he could only access after returning from nature activities on campus. He didn't open his email for several days. The young man squeezed his hands, occasionally wiping his tears but couldn't stop crying, the tears would continue to come out no matter how many times
Ron pursed his lips; the Commissioner was incredibly sociable and adept at engaging in great conversations, displaying cleverness and charm. The elderly woman appeared radiant due to her makeup, there's no need for a lot of effort to know her real age. Mr. and Mrs. Vice President chuckled."Hehehe, this Commissioner is smart and has a sweet mouth. Come on, please enjoy, the next dish will come out soon, I hope you like it"At that moment, Sam and Dakota appeared on the pathway. Sam greeted everyone with a smile, but he knew he was merely an obstacle in their eyes—everyone was eager to catch a glimpse of Dakota Sorensson."Hi, Good night all"Sam glanced around. He paused briefly to assist Dakota in tidying up his wind-messed hair from the helicopter propellers.“Wait a minute, this is such a mess”Dakota held Sam's hand, all eyes were on them now."Sam"Ron turned to see Sam and Dakota already inside the large room. He raised his hand high up.“Sam! Dakota!” he exclaimed.Sam turned a
Not long after, Emma, Aris, and the CSU team arrived at the location, they boarded a speedboat they rented from the nearest pier. The night was getting late when the Vice President invited the guests to stay at the resort they had prepared. The workers also can't leave the island unless they have their boat. Dakota's words to dismiss all the guests also didn't necessarily make everyone disperse. For those who insist on returning to the island that night, officials will be sanctioned by the Vice President, while prominent people, unless they come by helicopter like the Dakota, will not be able to return before dawn tomorrow, because the new transport ship will leave tomorrow morning -very early morning. He intends to do that to lure the perpetrators to reveal themselves.….Long dining table in the backyard of the Vice President's private residenc
By midnight, time seems to drag on slowly, making it difficult for everyone to rest, no matter how exhausted they are. Sam, Aris, and a group of police officers are on the lookout for a male suspect who was recently spotted near the pier and appeared to be attempting to flee.While at the vila.Edi secured the door after confirming the safety of the surroundings. Dakota and Sam would be staying there for the night, with Edi also staying close to Dakota. Edi always double-checked the windows and doors to ensure they were secure. Everyone needed to stay vigilant, particularly with Dakota present. Sam believes that wherever Dakota is, that's where the crime is likely to occur, and unfortunately, it does.Edi turned around, and saw his boss sitting on the couch haven’t thought about sleeping even though he looked exhousted.“Boss, do you have a headache?” Edi asked, looking at Dakota who often massaged his forehead.Dakota nodded. His low blood pressure recurred at times like this, he did
Sam returned to the living room of the small villa where he and Dakota had stayed for the night. That morning Dakota had invited several people including the head housekeeper, Harry Malt. A little woman dressed as a maidservant and a young man in neat clothes who was known to be George Cann's assistant. Sam walked in, looking at the people one by one and at Dakota, who was sitting in his chair as if waiting for something. Edi was seen standing not far behind him."Dax, what..." he wanted to ask, but thought better of it, Dakota must have considerations about everything. Sam was about to approach when his phone vibrated, an incoming call from Emma."Have you got the results? Oh, so he did it?"Dakota saw Sam talking on the phone, until he ended it and approached him. Sam was about to say something when several other
“Previously you worked as a nurse with a fairly large income. Quite big in fact. Has a good husband and a cute little daughter. Until two years ago, everything changed. Here," Aris handed me several sheets of colored printed paper with several photos on them. The woman only glanced at it, and didn't continue.The woman seemed to change her facial expression. The calm seemed to fade. She squeezed her hands. It’s were the pictures of car accident scenes.“What does this have to do with this case? Are you deliberately showing that the police know everything? So, is that really true? Do you know what happened?” asked the woman, raising her head to see Aris' face. Aris looked at the woman's eyes, pursed his lips. He pushed another photo."You also know Lily Larsyn?" Aris asked.
Meanwhile, At one of the five-star luxury restaurants in downtown Bayward, not far from apartment. The sound of soft music filled the sound gap. Apart from the soft sound of a spoon meeting a plate, or a glass being placed back on its saucer, there was no significant sound from the half-whispered chatter of the restaurant visitors, all of whose guests came from the upper classes. Dakota just took a sip of Bryan Meyers' choice red wine, which tasted, well, quite good for him, then put it back on the table slowly. Bryan Meyers seemed to be enjoying the dinner, he couldn't wipe the smile off his face since earlier."It seems like the police are very busy now, even on a Sunday like this you are still working until late at night. Are there any new cases?" asked the man.Dakota just looked at the man for a moment, then lowered one leg that he had been crossing. His legs still tend to go numb, so he has to change positions several times so that blood circulation runs smoothly. However, he h