My Ex-wife's Hidden Personalities

Chapter 281 Injure but Don’t Kill

Silence filled the phone call for a few seconds after the man in gray spoke.

“Injure but don’t kill. Clean up the traces.”

Injure but don’t kill?

The man in gray hesitated, “But Moonblade’s intention was to get rid of Freya-”

A hoarse and murderous chuckle came from the other end of the phone, and the man in gray’s heart. skipped a

beat.

This was the organization’s vice leader! Moonblade was just acting under his command!

At that, he immediately said, “Understood! I will make sure to clean up everything!”

“And?”

“I will definitely not harm Freya’s life!”

By the side of Swan Lake, Freya frowned. Although the shoe prints on the wall were shallow, the police could still

extract valuable information from them-the height, weight, and walking posture of the who left the footprints.

person

Once they gathered this information and checked the surrounding surveillance footage, they would surely find

some leads.

Freya observed her surroundings keenly.

She glanced at her watch, calculated the time, and realized that in at most ten minutes, her family’s men should

also arrive.

A breeze swept through the campus, carrying a desolate scent.

Freya stood there for a while and vaguely saw a figure on the path she had taken to get here.

She furrowed her brows and became nervous.

Considering that the incident involving Benjamin had just occurred, there shouldn’t be any students. coming around

at all.

As the figure approached, it became clear that the person was wearing a basketball uniform. Freya looked at the

person’s figure, and the tension in her expression gradually eased.

“Edward, what brings you here?”

Edward had a basketball in hand, appearing to be in a hurry.

“I just finished playing basketball, and someone told me that a woman was asking for directions to Swan Lake. I

thought it might be you, Frea.”

Edward’s basketball uniform was dampened by sweat at the collar. The evening sun cast a mottled golden glow on

him.

“I heard about what happened to Melissa and Hannah. I also asked some students for details, but they

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didn’t know much. Are you here to find clues?”

Freya nodded. She was still vigilant of her surroundings, and she couldn’t guarantee Edward’s safety if he stayed

here.

“Edward, I have something to do. I’ll come to find you later, alright? You should head back now.”

Edward hesitated, his gaze fixed on Freya.

It had been a long time since he last saw Freya, but he also understood that she was busy with Melissa and

Hannah’s case.

“Is there anything I can help with?” he asked sincerely, and Freya smiled faintly in response. “It’s alright. I just plan

to wander around here for a while. You should go back first.”

Edward pursed his lips, still holding the basketball, and turned away with a hint of disappointment. “If there’s

anything you want to learn from the students here, let me know, alright, Freya?”

“Sure, I will.” Freya urged with a smile.

As she watched Edward turn and prepare to leave, she finally relaxed.

Suddenly, there was a faint sound of something breaking through the air, and Freya caught a glimpse of a figure

not far away. Without hesitation, she rolled forward as the sound of a steel crossbow bolt piercing the stone floor

rang out loudly.

Edward, who had just taken a few steps, turned his head.

Freya had already dodged the second wave of attacks, and the crossbow bolt struck the floor, leaving a hole in the

thick stone floor, causing debris to scatter like a spider’s web.

Freya’s expression turned icy. Sh*t!

The force of this crossbow bolt’s attack was even stronger than she had imagined. If it had hit the footprints on the

wall, it would definitely destroy the already faint footprints!

The archer had clearly noticed as well. In the next moment, the crossbow bolt was aimed straight at the wall.

Freya gritted her teeth. She didn’t have any tools to counter the crossbow bolt.

In a split second, a basketball appeared in the air and struck the edge of the bolt, causing the basketball to rupture

and deflate, but it also diverted the arrow from its trajectory.

The steel arrow hit the wall not far from the footprints, raising a cloud of dust and debris.

Freya’s face instantly turned icy.

Her gaze quickly scanned her surroundings-there was nothing here! Just the ground, with some residual water left

from when it was drained.

The man in gray with the crossbow aimed at the wall once again.

Freya clenched her teeth and immediately took off her coat, tossing it into the pooled water nearby. The next

second, she swung her arm swiftly.

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Twisting the damp coat, she used its momentum to strike the crossbow with remarkable speed.

The steel crossbow bolt clanged to the ground.

Freya stared at the man not far away and shouted, “You probably don’t have many of these arrows, do you?”

The man didn’t respond. He wore a mask over his face, concealing his features from Freya’s view. Her attempts to

provoke him into speaking were unsuccessful.

The man remained silent, reloading the steel bolt onto the crossbow once again.

Edward had already rushed to Freya’s side. “Freya, I’m here. Hurry, let’s go!”

“I can’t leave. There’s a clue here, and this person is trying to destroy it. He must have some connection to the

killer!” Or perhaps, this person was the killer.

Edward turned grave at once. He stood protectively by Freya’s side, watching out for any danger.

In an instant, the man in gray had already reloaded the bolt.

Freya gritted her teeth. The swing she had just executed lacked finesse due to her haste, and she had strained her

arm a bit.

“Freya, be careful!” Edward exclaimed.

He was sweating profusely with anxiety, feeling utterly helpless as the opponent was armed while he had nothing.

He didn’t know how to protect Freya.

Freya gritted her teeth and distorted the trajectories of the two steel bolts again. It seemed that that man had

come prepared.

Her hand trembled slightly, her gaze sharp. It seemed that the intensity of her rehabilitation during this period was

still not enough.

Freya stared intently in the direction of the man in gray. She absolutely couldn’t give up now. Otherwise, after this

man destroyed the mark on the wall, they might not find any other leads, and by then, Melissa might truly be

deemed the culprit!

Suddenly recalling the camera in her arms, Freya pulled it out and handed it to Edward. “Edward! Take this and

leave first!”

Edward anxiously protested, “No, I can’t leave you alone.”

How could he possibly leave her here alone?!

“Listen to me; go back! The police will be here soon. When they arrive, give them this camera! Tell them that

there’s a high possibility the camera recorded some students who were in the forest earlier. They should question

those students one by one to see if any of them saw Melissa that night.”

Furthermore, the owner of the camera might also be a lead.

Freya looked sternly at Edward. “This is very important to me! Do as I say and leave quickly.”

“We’ll leave together.” Edward held the camera close, unwilling to be separated.

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