Accidental love II

Chapter 76 Flash Marriage

The police were confused by Marcus. They didn’t know what Marcus meant, so one of them asked, Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

"What do you mean?"

"If the deceased now is Ada, what about the one who died in the swimming pool before?" Marcus said

it coldly, making people tremble after hearing it.

"This..." The cop hesitated and didn't know how to answer.

"At that time, you guys rushed to deal with the murder case. Now, the person who died once appears

again. I want to ask who the dead person in the swimming pool is?"

With a cool face, Marcus downplayed. But every word was deterrent and overwhelming.

The cop widened his eyes to the extreme. He opened his mouth and then closed. He was rendered

speechless.

This Marcus was really hard to deal with.

The two cops whispered to each other. From time to time, they glanced at Marcus, only to see the chill

on his handsome face. Although his eyes were dim, they looked indescribable and unpredictable.

"I still have a few questions." Marcus asked with an extreme calm voice. But it seemed that there was

murderous intent hiding in his tone.

The police were already stumped by Marcus’ question. Hearing that, the cop was immediately vigilant

and asked him, "What?"

Marcus sneered, "What is my motive? I have no grudges with the deceased, so why should I kill her, a

servant?"

"Uh..." The police couldn’t find a suitable explanation to deal with.

This problem obviously stumped them. Everyone knew that the Clinton family was financially rich. If the

servants didn’t do well, Marcus could fire them. Why did he have to kill a servant?

The police didn’t want to show any weakness in front of the suspect, so they could only say, "You have

to ask yourself. Why did you do such a cruel thing?"

"Even if I want to kill her, why don't I kill her at home? The Clinton’s is like a park. No one knows even if

I killed her and then buried her. Why do I have to lead her to the back mountain?" His voice was deep

with an unquestionable taste.

Marcus was reasonable. It was more convenient to conceal the crime if he killed Ada in the Clinton’s.

Why did he do that and then be discovered?

The two cops looked at each other, leaned over and whispered a few words. Then they turned their

attention to Marcus.

Marcus had a pair of sunken eye sockets, making his already calm and black eyes more unpredictable.

"Who knows what you think?!" The cop didn't know how to reply.

Marcus' jaw straightened instantly. He said, "I have an alibi. Can you explain to me how I did it?"

The cop coughed slightly, trying to pretend that he didn't hear anything. He glanced at Marcus, and saw

that his dull black eyes were motionless, as if he was staring at him. The cop shuddered involuntarily,

and looked away quietly.

"Even if I really went to the crime scene, I wouldn't be too stupid to leave wheelchair traces and a

handkerchief to let you guys notice it?" Marcus looked solemn.

"There is no perfect homicide in this world." The cop snorted coldly and curled his lips triumphantly.

What he meant was that it had nothing to do with the police when the murderer was so stupid that he

left evidence at the crime scene.

Marcus grinned gloomily suddenly. He asked, "Do you think everyone is the same as that of some

policemen?"

Everyone at the scene heard other meanings in his words. The two cops were so angry that their face

blushed. They clenched their fists, feeling so anxious.

"You..." One cop gnashed his teeth. He pulled his tie. Suddenly he breathed a lot more smoothly.

His reaction was all in Marcus' expectation. Then Marcus stopped smiling suddenly. He pulled a long

face and said gloomily.

"You said the witness saw me. Did he see my face? How can you be sure that the murderer is me?"

Hearing this, the police didn't know how to answer. They were repeating what the witness said just

now, which was really vague. No wonder Marcus could catch the breach.

They didn’t expect that a lame and blind person would be so smart!

The muscles on their faces twitched uncontrollably a few times. Marcus' words made them speechless.

Hearing the police silent for a long time, Marcus sneered again, "Even if the witness knows me, there is

still a twin brother who looks exactly the same as me in my family. Who dares to confirm that the

person who appeared in the back mountain must be me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the police knew that they had completely lost the battle. The police

didn’t expect this at all during the investigation. They just judged that the murderer was Marcus from

the traces of the wheelchair.