“Sir,” One of the security guards came over with a plastic bag in his hand, “Someone had exposed the wires on the generator and then splashed water onto them. The circuit was broken, causing the generator to stop functioning.”
“Sir,” The butler also came over with a plastic bag in his hand, “The signal transmitter has been soaked in water. It’s broken and can’t be used anymore.”
“So, there are at least three murderers, right?” Lisa’s face became even more ghastly…
“Could you please take me to the site?” Natalie Wheeler asked.
“I’ll go with you,” Jasper Milton said in a low voice.
“I am going too,” Eli Wayne said immediately.
She could not let Jasper and Natalie stay in the same place with just the two of them.
“It might not be good if the place gets overcrowded. You all should stay here, I’ll go with Natalie,” Allen smiled as he held Natalie’s hand.
Natalie nodded, ignoring Jasper’s gaze. She followed the security guard to the generator room.
She glanced around at the surrounding area and looked at the ground. There were messy footprints scattered around on the floor. She asked, “People don’t usually enter the generator room unless it’s absolutely necessary, but the footprints on the ground are fresh. Did you notice if anyone had come here today?”
“Miss Lisa came in the morning. She brought her two friends here to have a look,” the security guard reported.
“Where did you find the plastic bag? What was the condition of the plastic bag when you found it?” Natalie asked the security guard.
“It was hung above the wires. When I found it, there was still a lot of water in it. Who could have done this? Could it be Miss Lisa? After all, Miss Lisa and Miss Olivia have always been at odds with each other,” the security guard provided the clues.
Natalie raised her head and looked at the original location of the plastic bag and saw that there were drops of water dripping down from the tube, “Do you have a ladder?”
“Yes,” the security guard immediately brought the ladder over.
Natalie fixed the ladder on the area where the plastic bag was and found a small piece of an ice cube and some thin ropes rolled onto the tube.
She took the rope and the ice cube down.
“Why was there ice on it? Is it frozen? It should not be cold enough to freeze indoors, right?” the security guard said in surprise.
“Let’s head back,” Natalie said in a low voice.
“Who do you think is the murderer?” Allen asked Natalie.
“Let’s talk about it when we’re back at the living room,” Natalie walked in front of them.
Allen wrapped his arm around her waist and lowered his head to look at her, “I only knew that you had learned medicine and psychology before. I did not expect that you were also an expert in solving crimes.”
“I used to…” Natalie paused and then said, “I used to read detective novels and I’m very interested in case-solving.”
“You surprised me once again. I’m worried that I’ll fall in love with you soon,” Allen sighed.
“You worry too much. You have merely found my few strengths. From now on, you will only discover my weaknesses. You will only be more and more disappointed,” Natalie reminded him.
They returned to the living room. Stephen asked anxiously, “Did you find anything in the generator room?”
“Yes. The murderer took a plastic bag, filled it with water, and fixed it onto above the wires. Then, he put ice cubes on the pipe above the plastic bag. The ice cubes melted as time passed. There was no wind inside the enclosed room, so she had to test where the water would drip on.
As water dripped into the plastic bag, the weight slowly increases, and the rope eventually broke. A large amount of water then drenched the wires, subsequently causing irreparable damage.
There might not be any fingerprints on the rope and the plastic bag, but I noticed that your machine is from Denmark.
There is a black box in the Denmark generator and it has a capacity of 500 M. If no one has changed the default settings, it should update automatically from time to time. Perhaps you would like to consider retrieving the black box and connecting it to the computer. That way you would be able to access the tape and it should have captured the person who tied the plastic bag,” Natalie explained.
“Is there a black box inside? I didn’t install it, so I’ve never taken notice of it before. Where is the black box?” Stephen asked in confusion.
“I know where it is. Bring your tools and follow me,” Natalie said.
Allen revealed a smile of appreciation and said, “I really didn’t expect that you’re also adept in handling machinery.”
“I grew up in an orphanage, so I had to do a lot of things by myself. This generator came from the same Danish brand as the one back at the orphanage that was donated by a rich businessman. The generator was broken once, so I asked someone to retrieve the black box and investigate the cause. It turns out that a naughty child threw a stone into it,” Natalie explained.
“So, are you saying that this black box had probably captured the murderer’s face?” Lisa asked.
Natalie nodded, “Yes, but it only has the capacity of 500 M, so the earlier records might have already been erased.”
“Hurry up, follow her to retrieve the black box,” Stephen ordered the butler.
“Okay.” The butler walked in front of them.
At that moment, Natalie noticed that someone had rushed over and retrieved the dagger that had been put on the flower bed.
“Stop her,” Natalie shouted.
Jasper immediately took a step forward.
In the blink of an eye, Lisa’s friend, Rachel, had cut Lisa’s neck neatly.
“Ah!!” Lisa covered her neck and started bleeding. She looked at Rachel incredulously. With fear in her eyes, she gradually slid against the wall.
Jasper subdued Rachel in one swift motion and the dagger fell to the ground.
Natalie rushed over and squatted down in front of Lisa. She exerted force on Lisa’s wound and said to Stephen urgently, “Lisa’s aorta has been slit, and she will die in less than a minute if we do not administer emergency treatment immediately. Quick, get me some ice cubes, gauze, painkillers, anti-inflammatory drugs, needles, and disinfectants. I need some lights here too.”
Stephen looked at his daughter, who was dying, and said, “Quick, quick, get it for her now!”
The butler ran to fetch the first aid kit immediately, while Eli ran to the refrigerator to get the ice cubes.
Lisa twitched, her eyelids drooping down slowly. She looked at Rachel in disbelief.
Rachel cried loudly, and it sounded particularly miserable as if she was the saddest person in the room.
Eli took the ice cubes and ran over. Natalie grabbed a large handful of ice cubes and covered the bleeding neck. “Eli, work with me, okay? When the gauze gets here, wrap the ice cubes with the gauze and press it firmly on this part, understood?”
“Alright. I know what to do,” Eli replied.
“Lisa, don’t be afraid. As long as you don’t bleed too much, you will be fine. But I need you to calm down. I will stitch the wound up and you will be alright,” Natalie tried to calm her down.
“Why did you save her? She’s not worth saving,” Rachel cursed firmly.
“Killing people is your business while saving people is mine. You should shut up,” Natalie said sternly.
The butler came over with the first aid kit, “Fortunately, the first aid kit has all the things you require, and it has a bottle of anesthetic in it too. Do you need it?”
Natalie picked up the anesthetic neatly, opened the bottle, and extracted the anesthetic out with a syringe.
Jasper looked at her deeply, his eyes filled with intrigue.
He still remembered that when he met Stella for the second time, the pregnant woman at that time refused to have the surgery, but Stella insisted to do it.
He remembered her saying: “This is my duty as a doctor. Please feel free to sue me if you want.”
At that time, her expression was also firm and courageous. She was focused and full of fortitude, and she had a strong sense of justice.
If she was not Stella, who else could she be?
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