Chapter 662

662 Case Implicated

Sharon nodded, indicating that she had indeed heard what Aaron shared. Then, she looked at a few photos and said, “She had many wounds on her body, especially her back, but from the position, she didn’t hurt any vital parts. The reason she died was because she was hit by something hard on her head?”

“That’s right.” Aaron looked at Sharon in admiration. Sharon could actually manage to tell this information so easily. He had spent a lot of money to find out about this.

“Not only that, according to the angle and position of her wound, it’s very likely that the murder had used his left hand to commit the crime.”

“It’s also possible that the murderer deliberately used his left hand, right?” Aaron asked.

“Has this girl’s blood been checked?” Sharon suddenly frowned and said.

“I don’t think so…” Aaron was a little curious as to why Sharon would ask this.

Sharon brought the photo close to her eyes and said, “Look at this place on her body. This thing is called plum coloring. It’s obvious that she became like this because she was injected with poison.”

“But it should be very difficult for us to get such a test report, right?” Aaron’s expression revealed an inexplicable bitterness.

…..

“If I’m not wrong, she was injected with formaldehyde. Look at the color of her nails. There’s probably no mistake.”

What kind of deep hatred could make someone hurt such a girl so badly? She was stabbed, poisoned, and hammered. The person could clearly choose any one of them to kill her, so why did he use all three killing methods?

“Then is your friend usually such a violent person?” Sharon couldn’t help but ask.

“Not only is he not violent, but he’s also honest.” A voice suddenly sounded. Sharon turned around and met Wally’s face.

“You’re Aaron? The last person George contacted was you?” Wally didn’t expect Sharon to be here and couldn’t help but look at her.

“Although he contacted me, I don’t know where he is now.” Aaron seemed to have experience being questioned by the police and told Wally what George had told him that day.

“Didn’t this happen in Port City? Why are you involved in the investigation?” Sharon followed Wally out the door and got into Wally’s car. She couldn’t help but ask.

“Who is the victim? Why was she there that night? I heard from Aaron that there were other videotapes?”

Sharon kept throwing out questions like she had a hundred thousand questions. Wally only glanced at her indifferently and didn’t say anything.

“I know about this!” Aaron sat beside Sharon and whispered, “She’s a professional in a special industry… It’s…”

“A sex worker?” Sharon looked at Aaron’s hesitant expression and knew that this woman’s identity didn’t seem to be that good.

Aaron nodded, her eyes still very anxious. “Young Madam, I hope you can help me find Brother George…”

“Are the two of you done? This is a police matter. Don’t interfere.” Wally’s tone was impatient.

Sharon pursed her lips at the document. “Since we know about it, why don’t you tell us?”

Just as he finished speaking, Wally’s phone rang. He hurriedly picked up the call and agreed, indicating for Sharon and Aaron to sit tight.

Immediately after, he quickly drove towards the Novartis branch office. When he walked into the Novartis branch office, Wally showed his identification card. “Police, is there a person called Randy in your company?”

Hearing this name, Sharon became nervous. Randy was Novartis’ pharmaceutical doctor. How could he be involved in this?

“He’s not in the company now.” Two voices sounded at the same time. Sharon turned to face a woman.

“Doctor Lyra!” The receptionist quickly stood up when she saw the woman who spoke and introduced her to Wally. “This is Doctor Randy’s wife, Lyra.”

Wally only glanced at Lyra, then turned to Sharon and asked, “You know this person too?”

“I just saw him today. He was at the pharmaceutical exhibition. Could he be involved in the case?” Sharon was in disbelief. She didn’t expect her subordinates to be involved.

“Please come back to the venue with us.” Wally looked at Lyra. Along the way to the exposition venue, Wally rarely spoke. Even when Lyra asked a question, Wally only replied briefly.