Chapter 807
"What's wrong with you?" Larry quickly caught up with Harold and asked.
"She's lying," Harold said coldly. "Moreover, she doesn't intend to tell the truth. The relationship between her and
Leo is far more complicated than we know. Perhaps what happened back then has a lot to do with her."
Larry was silent for a moment and said, "That's her brother. No way. What did Leo tell you?"
Harold lit a cigarette in the corridor with the light on. The fire dyed his eyebrows extremely deep and cold. It wasn't
until he blew out a smoke ring that he said, "Leo told me that the matter of that year had nothing to do with him.
Valeri accepted the task by himself. He just sealed the seal and didn't check the task number carefully."
"That's impossible." Larry instantly realized what was going on and said, "That's absolutely impossible. Valeri
wouldn't do such a thing."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Leo didn't tell the truth." Larry gritted her teeth. "This son of a b*tch got off too easily!"
Harold didn't reply.
"What do you mean?" The veins on Larry's forehead stood out. He grabbed Harold by the collar and pressed him
against the cold wall. "Do you believe that Leo is talking nonsense? Did you forget how Valeri treated you? He
blocked the bullet for you! How could you doubt him after his eight years of death?"
Harold's expression didn't change. He even flicked the cigarette ash, looked down at Larry's angry expression, and
said, "It's not that Leo didn't tell the truth, but he probably wanted to save someone else's life, so he didn't say
anything."
He looked sideways at Larina's ward and said, "This should be the reason why Valeri wanted to kill him."
Larry's hand loosened slightly.
Harold raised his hand and took away Larry's hand that was grabbing his collar. He slowly tidied up his wrinkled
collar and said blandly, "I will ask someone to investigate all the things that have happened to Larina since she was
born. Don't intervene."
"You..."
Harold extinguished the half-smoked cigarette and threw it into the trash can. He said, "I'll be the villain."
After the long vacation, everyone was a little lazy, and Crystal was not energetic. Even Annette, who was usually the
most energetic, looked listless. Crystal asked her with concern if she was sick. Annette said that she wasn't. She also
ignored people at the table when she was in class as if she had something on her mind.
"What’s wrong with her?" Crystal asked Natalie in a low voice, "Why does she look like she's out of love?" "She
doesn't even have any lover," Natalie said casually. "Maybe it's her period. She'll be fine in a few days."
Crystal nodded.
After that, she didn't have time to care about Annette, because they had started their practical lessons and often
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmstayed in the lab for lunch. If it hadn't been for Natalie's feeding, Crystal would have starved to death in the
laboratory.
Crystal had to stay late in the laboratory again that day. It wasn't because she was particularly busy, but because a
female classmate suddenly had a stomach spasm and couldn't continue the experiment. However, the experiment
had to be handed in, so she had to ask Crystal to help and record the experimental data for her, to avoid losing any
points for the assignment.
In the past few days, Harold often came back late. Crystal was bored when she went back, so she agreed.
By the time the autopsy was done, it was already ten o'clock in the evening. Crystal washed her hands and went to
pull the door handle, only to find that something was wrong-
The laboratory door was an old-fashioned one, with two large handles and a thick iron chain threaded through
them and secured with a large lock. It was customary for the last person to leave the laboratory to lock the door,
but at this moment, the door was locked from the outside.