The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

Bernard rushed to call Lyra.

On the monitor, the man in ordinary uniform stood under the camera, with his back to the camera, slowly extended his right hand and gave a thumbs down gesture.

After that, he left the police department, completely disappearing from all surveillance.

This attitude was extremely arrogant and provocative!

Bernard also checked out several other surveillance, and found only the back, or face was covered tightly by a hat and sunglasses. He was completely unable to see the face. Only the tall figure was vaguely visible.

This man was not only arrogant, but also familiar with the police department's surveillance. Did the department have an inside man?

Bernard looked furious, but Lyra looked smiling.

This man was somewhat similar in stature to the man she met in the aisle of Fantalure Bar last night.

And this action, he was deliberately mocking her.

If she can't find him, her name was not Lyra Lloyd!

From the surveillance room, Lyra headed straight for the door.

For Jerry's autopsy report, she was no longer interested in knowing, and took Fifteen and Seventeen with her to leave the police department.

Twelve stood right outside to greet her.

She saw Twelve and suddenly remembered someone who was still in the hospital, "What brings you here? How is Melvin?"

"Mr. Freeman is fine. He was treated last night. It’s just a superficial wound. It should not be a big problem. Miss, you can rest assured, and there is Eleven guarded."

He stopped and continued, "By the way, Nineteen just called and said he went back to Seaside Villa to wait for you and had something to report to you."

Lyra didn't say anything and walked straight over to get in the car.

Today Twelve was driving, "Miss, are we going back to Seaside Villa, or are we going to see Mr. Freeman?"

"Go to the hospital."

She just answered, then thought about it and changed her mind, "Or go back to the villa."

saw the palm-sized burn on his back last

not have much to talk with him. Melvin must pull her hand and pretend to

started the car and sped off in the

times and changed her mind again, "Forget it, let's

protect her. If she did not go once,

turned the steering wheel and sped in the opposite

In the hospital.

still

lift his hands, he didn't have much appetite and didn't want Eleven to notice, so

did not rush him, took the phone

of the ward

raised his eyes and saw

bright face appeared

his heart was like eating a candied fruit, sweet

as her casual expression. He even

"You're here, Miss."

and hurriedly brought

their heads and went

frowned slightly, "I thought you said

pale lips hooked up gently and he said faintly, "It's much better. My face looked like this because I am weak now.

of the delicate breakfast on the bedside table that hadn't been opened, he reached for it with a doting

All made by Doug's seven-star chef. It tastes good.

it, a sudden fire-like

quickly spread to all the

on his face but cold sweat on his forehead. His bony knuckles

state and refused, "No, I had breakfast at the police department

did not force, quietly withdrew the trembling hand, and hided

encounter this morning. I hadn't even taken a statement yet, and the police department actually released me,

smiled as she observed

furrowed gently, seemingly listening intently and a little surprised, "There is

ridiculous that I don't even know any person at the National Investigation Bureau, and I don't know why they are helping me over there, and whether it's good or bad to help me

face was calm, "Maybe it's a friend Keith knows. It's

Her beautiful eyes were staring at

came to this kind of thing, he had

he was so light-hearted this

well at the department