Chapter 987

"He died in the grass beside the national highway. The cleaning staff found his body in the early morning. Preliminary confirmation is that he fell and hit his head because he was drunk."

"What's he doing on the national highway at night?"

"There's a black casino over there. They're probably gambling."

Sonnet frowned. "Why is it so coincidental? We were looking for Cobalt and his wife, and lost contact. We were looking for Scout to defend the city, and he died!"

Maxwell's expression darkened slightly. "If these two things are man-made, it will expose this mole. This mole must have a very important identity. He's very afraid of being found out, so he wants to silence him at all costs."

"He can be considered ruthless." Sonnet sighed.

After saying that, she thought of Lovey. "Should we tell Lovey about Scout’s death?"

Maxwell shook her head. "She's taking the college entrance examination tomorrow. It's better not to tell her. Let's wait until the college entrance examination is ove