"I will resign voluntarily and never work in the detective industry again," the Deputy Editor replied cautiously.
Bella Scott glanced at him and didn't say anything, then turned and walked away.
The Deputy Editor sighed in relief, slumped in his chair, and wiped his sweat.
He had done such things before, but this time he had hit a dead end. So, it was true that walking too many dark roads would eventually encounter a ghost. He couldn't always be so lucky.
On the other hand, after Bella Scott got into the car, Clara asked curiously, "Was it really not the Deputy Editor?"
The Deputy Editor didn't seem like an honest person, how could they easily believe his words?
"It's not him. Someone probably entered his office and uploaded the photo. When we get back to the Detective Agency, you need to check carefully and see if there is any evidence left behind," Bella Scott said, closing her eyes to rest.
Her intuition told her that this matter was not simple.
