Holding the bdoor/b, Allen frore on the spot. After a few seconds, he stiffly turned his head, and his eyes gradually became wide open

“Why is she here?” he wondered. He straightened bhis /bback and looked at Fryderyk. “Is she Aria?”

“Yes,” Fryderys, replied. His sharp gare shifted between A and Allen. “Chief, do you know her?”

don’t” Allen rubbed bhis /btemples to relieve the bpain/b, “I want a word with her.”

Fryderyk didn’t move, and he shed back to the moment in the car. “Ask Allen to get you off the murder charge. Allen, Allen Lawrence?” he wondered.

“Why are you standing there? Move!” Allen pushed Fryderyk out of the room before Fryderyk asked his questions.

Outside the room, Fryderyk leaned against the wall, took a stick of gum out of his pocket, and put it into his mouth. The faint fragrance excited his taste buds, and he gradually collected his thoughts.

The visit to the Saxon family was helpful. At least, he already figured out the rtionship between Aria and her family.

It seemed the Saxon family was ignorant of what Aria bhad /bgone through. Why did Aria show bup /bafter she had been missing for ten years?

Was it a coincidence that she found her real family upon her return to this city? Did she have any ulterior purpose?

Fryderyk turned his head slightly, and his gazended on the door handle. Why did Aria bget /bacquainted with Allen?

In the waiting room, Allen hurried over, pulled a chair over, and sat across from Aria. “On mission, huh?”

Aria looked at Allen and said, “So, you did get promoted bto /bbbe /bthe Chief.

Theirst meeting was five years ago. Back then, bAria’s /b/divpanion had left ament. “Allen, you have the potential to be the Chief.”

Recalling. Allen couldn’t help but chuckle. “Your friend has ba /bbsharp /bbeye/b. Still in the old trade?”

“No,” Aria replied. Allen bnodded/b, and the crow’s feet around his eyes deepened with his smile,

He said, “Good. You’re still young. You bcan’t /bwaste byour /bwhole life in the shadows. Your current name is Aria, isn’t it? Wait…

Something popped to mind, and Allen quickly pulled out his phone. After a quick flip through the trending topic about bAria’s /bblife/b, he had shock on his face again.

What aplex story! No wonder Aria had chosen that btrade/b. At the thought of Aria’s skills, Allen’s sympathysted only two seconds.

Allen said, “Fryderyk is headstrong. He won’t stop till he finds the truth. What did he get on you?”

b“/bQuite a lot,” bAria /bthought “My face,” she said calmly, “and a bank bcard/b.”

Allen frowned. “Don’t you wear bmasks /bbduring /bmissions?”

b“/bBefore the targets take theirst breath, I take my mask off.”

“bWhy/bb?/b”

Aria gazed at Allen and slowly replied. “In this way, they’ll remember my face. They won’t find the wrong person to avenge themselves when there is a chance.”

That was her practice. Allen was dumbfounded.

Silence pervaded. Amused and

band /birritated, Allen turned his head, closed his eyes, and took two deep breaths before he asked, “What about the bbank /bcard?”

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bpaid /bher bto /bbkeep /bher mouth shut. That’s allb. /bThat wasn’t Aria’s pattern, but Alten let it go.

Allen bchanged /bthe subject, 171 have a word with Fryderyk first. The mob has been cated, and Flet Fryderyk taka y?t hometer,

“This mess drew a lot of attention, and you are mistaken for the culprits of another to unsolved murder cases. We will send word that you are the bsuspect /bin Den’s case toronow and clear your nameter.”

Den deserved what he got. After the bnews /bwas spread, the public would be appeased. “As for the fraud charge. I will tell them to solve the bproblem /b

for byou. /b

Allen talked on It sounded like he had full faith in Asia and didn’t need her to provide any evidence.

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