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Greg Jensen watched his retreating figure, and deliberately jeered aloud, âIris, look at Brandon Brent, wearing a trench coat in the middle of summer. Isnât he afraid of getting heat rash?â
Lois Abbott also raised her voice, âHe must be on his last legs. I remember my grandfather being very cold when he was dying.â
âYeah, he looks like a dog!â Greg Jensen sneered with a cold laugh.
When Brandon Brent heard their words, he stopped in his tracks, almost stumbled and fell. He staggered a few steps and then ran away quickly.
âHahahahaâ¦â
Watching this scene, Greg Jensen and Lois Abbott burst into laughter at the same time.
âBy the way, what exactly happened? How did the fish die?â
Greg Jensen glanced at the hall and saw that all the fish in the tank were dead, which made him somewhat curious.
Lois Abbott was also at a loss, frowning, âI donât know what happened. They were fine ten minutes ago. It was just when we were welcoming President Zhu, and by the time I came back, the fish were dead.â
âTen minutes?â
âIs there something wrong?â
Greg Jensen frowned and said, âDragon fish might be delicate, but they wouldnât die within such a short time, especially with no signs at all.â
Lois Abbott looked puzzled, âThen what happened?â
âThereâs only one possibility, and that is poisoning!â
âPoisoning?â
Lois Abbottâs face changed, and she looked coldly at the hotel employees standing beside her, shouting angrily, âWho did it? Stand out!â
Everyone looked at each other, but no one spoke up.
Greg Jensen sneered, âIf you say it like that, that person wonât stand out.â
âWhat should we do then?â
Now, Lois Abbott relied on Greg Jensen more and more because she had found that as long as Greg Jensen was by her side, she didnât need to worry about any problems.
Greg Jensen looked at the hotel employees and asked, âWho has come in contact with the dragon fish just now? Stand out.â
Two waiters glanced at each other and hurriedly stepped forward.
Harry Cooper stood in the crowd, bit his teeth, yet did not move.
âRecount the process.â
Greg Jensen pointed at one of them and said, âYou first.â
The waiter hurriedly responded, âWe just pushed the fish tank with the dining cart from the office to the first-floor hall, thatâs all. We really didnât poison it.â
The other waiter said, âYeah, the whole process is under surveillance, you can check if you donât believe.â
Lois Abbott asked, âGreg, is it them?â
Greg Jensen remained silent and shook his head, then asked, âDid anyone else come in contact with the dragon fish?â
âSomeone elseâ¦â
Lois Abbott glanced over the crowd and said in a low voice, âThe procurement manager Harry Cooper had contact too, but it shouldnât be him. Heâs been with my dad for so many years.â
Greg Jensen shook his head and directly called out, âWhereâs Harry Cooper? Come out!â
Harry Cooperâs face showed a slight change, but he quickly returned to normal and stepped out from the crowd.
Greg Jensen looked him in the eye and asked, âWas there surveillance when you came in contact with the dragon fish?â
âNo, thereâs no way there would be surveillance in President Abbottâs office,â Harry Cooper said quite naturally, âBesides, I didnât really have much contact with the dragon fish, just helped move it onto the dining cart.â
Greg Jensenâs brow furrowed as he asked, âAfter it was moved onto the cart, where did you go? Didnât you come down with the cart?â
Harry Cooper shook his head, âNo, after moving it onto the cart, I made a phone call and then went to the kitchen to check on the preparation of the side dishes.â
A hint of a cold smile appeared on Greg Jensenâs lips as he continued to ask, âWho did you call, and for how long?â
Harry Cooperâs face changed, and he frowned, âI donât need to tell you whom Iâm calling, do I?â
âGot something to hide?â
Greg suddenly smiled, moved closer to him, and sniffed, then said, âIt was you.â
Harryâs expression immediately darkened, and he looked at Lois Abbott unhappily, âMs. Abbott, shouldnât we talk about evidence for everything?
Isnât it too bullying to accuse me of poisoning the Dragon fish without any proof?â
Lois also felt it was improbable, but instead of speaking up, she turned to look at Greg.
âThe Dragon fish was poisoned with cyanide, which has a faint almond scent. You have the same scent on you. You still dare to say the death of the Dragon fish has nothing to do with you?â
After completing the first stage of Qi Refinement, Gregâs nose was even keener than that of the average drug-sniffing dog. He had smelled the strong scent of bitter almonds by the fish tank, and he smelled it on Harry too.
Whatâs more, those two waiters simply had no opportunity to poison it, and they couldnât possibly have been bribed by Brandon Brent.
These waiters were randomly summoned by Harry; Brandon wouldnât hire waiters for that.
Because he couldnât be certain which waiter would come into contact with the Dragon fish.
Unless he bribed all the waiters, but thatâs an impossibility.
Therefore, Greg concluded that the death of the Dragon fish was Harryâs doing.
Faced with Gregâs questioning, a hint of panic flashed in Harryâs eyes, and he turned his head subconsciously, snorting coldly, âI donât know what youâre talking about.â
âNot convinced, huh? Come on, let me take you to find the evidence.â
Greg said, then rode the elevator up to the second floor, entering Loisâs office.
Lois, Harry, and all the employees followed.
Once inside the office, Greg directly picked up the garbage can and dumped everything out.
He stared down for a moment before picking up a small piece of paper and sniffing it from a distance.
âThis is the paper you used to wrap the cyanide, isnât it?â
Greg sneered, âI must say, youâre really bold, using such a simple packaging.
Werenât you afraid of poisoning yourself?â
âJust because you say so?â
Harry glanced at him disdainfully, then said, âMs. Abbott, have you had enough of this? If this continues, Iâll have no choice but to resign.â
Lois looked at Greg with some difficulty.
Greg scoffed, âStill not giving up? Alright then, letâs take this piece of paper to the patrol office for testing.
Letâs see if thereâs cyanide on it, whether it has your fingerprints.â
âGo ahead then, whoâs afraid of who.â
Harry still harbored a sliver of hope, because Brandon Brentâs father was the Chief of Riverhaven County Patrol, and he would definitely help him.
However, Gregâs next words completely shattered all his illusions.
âOf course, we canât take it to the county patrol office. We must send it to the provincial identification center. After all, those Dragon fish are worth tens of thousands, enough for a criminal charge!â
Boom!
Upon hearing this, Harryâs head buzzed, and his face instantly turned pale.
He knew he had no way to deny it!
If that piece of paper was really sent for testing, they would definitely find cyanide and his fingerprints.
By that time, he would be truly finished.
Harryâs lips curved into a bitter smile as he spoke softly, âMs. Abbott, could you please ask everyone else to step out?â
Seeing this, Lois easily realized what was going on, and she suddenly became furious.
âIt was you? Harry Cooper, youâve been with my father for so many years, in what way did my father wrong you? How could you do such a despicable thing!â