69novels Chapter 348
Chapter 348
Once again, Claire and Art appeared at the police station. After facing the routine questioning by the police who looked at them like crazy, Claire and Art felt exhausted physically and mentally.
"Who will die after Winter? It won't be me, will it?"
Claire, who had gradually gotten used to it and even numb to the point of self-mockery, said with a haggard face.
Art shook his head with a depressed look: "It's someone I don't know."
Claire didn't look relieved. She just looked at the busy and bustling street scene in front of her, and didn't know what she was thinking.
Art, on the other hand, couldn't sit still and walked back and forth, constantly thinking: "What should we do now? We must think of a way to crack it!"
Claire wanted to give up and say that there was no way.
However, at this moment, she suddenly thought of someone.
A person sitting on her left, Art shouted "The plane will explode" and his face was very strange.
As a psychologist, Claire has a strong ability to observe.
When she saw the other person for the first time, she felt that the person was extraordinary.
Then think about his behavior on the plane and how he was not as panicked as others after returning to the airport.
Even in the official investigation afterwards, he was never found.
Claire thought this person was very mysterious.
A woman's sixth sense told her that maybe she could look for him.
Thinking of this, Claire opened her bag, took out the passenger information file that was splattered with a lot of Winter's blood, and quickly ran her fingers across each line.
Soon, in the row of seats 25C, her fingers stopped and looked at the name "Robb".
She was sitting in 25B.
That's right.
This man named Robb was the one she was looking for.
Claire's eyes lit up, she looked up and said quickly: "Art, let's go find someone."
......
Robb was exercising when his cell phone rang.
Madison quickly stretched out her slender white arm and handed the phone to Robb, saying:
"Robb, your phone."
Robb motioned Madison to continue.
Madison rolled her eyes.
The man in front of her eats, drinks and sleeps with him.
She has to give him what he wants and comply with his demands.
She is the only landlord to be this level.
"Sooner or later, it will be a snap!"
Madison waved her hand and made a move that she made when she castrated the crocodile man.
Of course, having said that, she still followed Robb's thoughts.
Robb looked at his mobile phone.
An unfamiliar number.
He answered it without paying attention.
Soon, a familiar female voice came from the call.
"Excuse me, Mr. Robb? I'm Claire, the person who sat next to you on flight 130..."
A trace of surprise flashed in Robb's eyes.
He didn't expect it to be the other party.
Claire wants to come visit after promotion.
Robb thought about it and nodded in agreement.
"What's up? Did you get into an emotional debt outside? Is there a woman who is pregnant and wants to collect the debt?" Madison, who only heard the voice of a strange woman, raised her head and looked at Robb with her dark brown eyes full of teasing.
"Don't be lazy." Robb replied with a clear understanding.
......
Beverly Hills, Madison's mansion.
Art, who came to the large mansion by car, asked Claire beside him puzzledly: "A rich man? Claire, do you really think such a person can deal with the god of death?"
Claire took a deep breath: "No matter what, he is one of the names on the list of the god of death. Now we have no other way, we can only believe in the sixth sense."
Art sighed: "Women's sixth sense?"
"Yes." Claire said with a firm look and rang the doorbell outside the iron gate.
No one answered.
The door opened automatically.
Claire and Art looked at each other and walked in.
After crossing the wide lawn, the two came to the front door of the villa. When they were about to knock on the door, the door opened automatically again.
A young woman in a silk nightgown, who looked lazy and noble, came over and glanced at the two of them.
Madison looked Claire up and down without any hesitation and laughed.
But when she saw the other's flat abdomen, she curled her lips with some regret.
"Come in."
Madison said, and walked inside on her own.
Claire and Art looked at each other.
Art, who was just an ordinary student, blushed and said, "Are you sure it's here? The woman just now looks like the big star Madison Montgomery!"
"It's here, right."
Claire found that Robb's identity was more complicated than she thought.
She pulled Art and followed Madison.
In the spacious living room, she saw the purpose of her trip.The target, the man who sat next to him on Flight 130, Robb.
"I'm a little surprised that you found me here." Robb picked up the glass that Madison had filled and said.
Art, who had already confirmed that Madison was the big star he knew, was a little stunned.
Claire took over the conversation and said directly without beating around the bush: "Some things can't be said clearly on the phone, and must be said in person. We, that is, all those who left Flight 130 alive, encountered a lot of trouble. The kind that is fatal."
"Oh?" Robb shook the red wine in the glass and asked, "What kind of trouble?"
"Death! It's targeting us!" In order to prevent Robb from thinking that she was crazy, Claire said this and quickly told Robb everything that happened after the plane crash, including the fact that the passengers died accidentally one after another, in concise language without waiting for Robb to respond.
"So many people have died."
To Claire's surprise, Robb did not show any shock or horror after hearing this, nor did he look at them like crazy or liars. Instead, he said it very calmly.
Not only Robb, but also the beautiful celebrity next to him looked calm.
Claire's eyes moved and she said in surprise:
"You knew it a long time ago?"