Chapter 167 Mr. Marshall, you should get your eyes checked.
Fourteenth floor.
Police tape had been put up near the storage room, and people in police uniforms could be seen coming and going occasionally.
Pei Hening saw Blanche talking to a man in a police uniform with a dark expression.
"I'm only giving you one day to find the murderer!"
Blanche looked at the person in front of her with annoyance, her tone growing colder and colder: "The Happy Circus performance that I've been preparing for so long absolutely cannot have any problems, and the VIPs who come here to watch the performance cannot be harmed either. If you can't do a good job, then replace you."
The man in police uniform frowned and said, "The murder happened suddenly, and the forensic report is not yet available. At present, we can only confirm that the two victims were VIPs with invitations. We know nothing else. One day is far too little time to find the murderer!"
Blanche stared at her intently and emphasized again, "This Happy Circus performance cannot go wrong, at least not again."
The sheriff laughed in exasperation: "Blanche, you're being unreasonable. I told you time is of the essence; we can't catch them in a day! The forensic report isn't out yet either. All we can do now is deduce that these two died six hours ago; the exact time of their deaths hasn't been determined."
Pei Hening listened for a while, then strode up to her, her tone arrogant and disdainful: "Blanche, I don't want to stay here anymore. I'm going back to filming. I thought Nerna Port would be safer after you took office, but it seems I overestimated your abilities."
Blanche was about to argue with the sheriff when Tribes jumped out and accused her of being incompetent in managing Nerna Port, which almost made her furious!
That idiot cousin of mine is causing trouble again!
She forcibly suppressed her anger and said, "Tripika, go back to your room!"
Pei Hening ignored her unpleasant expression and looked at the police chief she was arguing with, saying, "I'm very scared that such a murder has happened. Can you guarantee my safety? Why don't you send a team to ensure my safety?"
The sheriff glanced at Blanche's dark face, then looked at the well-known Hong Kong Film Awards Best Actress, and fell silent at her blunt suggestion.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Tribes, I cannot grant your request."
Pei Hening spotted Anna, who had followed them there at some point, and waved to her.
Anna understood what she meant and quickly took out her globally limited edition black card and handed it over.
How much will it cost?
Sheriff: "This isn't about the money."
Pei Hening slightly raised her chin and said arrogantly, "It's a matter of money. It's not like I can't afford it. Name your price."
Blanche laughed in exasperation: "Trappis, don't cause trouble."
Pei Hening glared at her: "I'm protecting my personal safety, not causing trouble. If you weren't incapable of managing Nerna Port, would I need to spend extra money to hire someone to protect me?"
Anna wholeheartedly agreed. Although Tribes was difficult to please, had a bad temper, poor acting skills, and low emotional intelligence, she certainly wouldn't mistreat those around her. In this situation, she even knew to spend money to hire someone to protect her, which made her feel very safe.
"Trappis, if you keep messing around, I'll call your mother and have her cancel your card."
Blanche was extremely calm.
Pei Hening's expression stiffened, and she took back the card: "You're so stupid not to make money when you have it. I don't need your people to protect me."
Sheriff: "..."
Nine players arrived on the fourteenth floor. Pei Hening and her three companions arrived first, followed by five more players.
Seeing that more and more people were coming to the fourteenth floor, Blanche went to disperse the crowd. Before leaving, she said to Pei Hening, "Go back to your room now."
Pei Hening reluctantly walked out, but she didn't go back to her room. Instead, she waited outside for Chu Xuange and [I'll bury you in money]. While she was talking to Blanche, the two of them went to find out what was going on.
After waiting for three or four minutes, Chu Xuange and [I'll bury you in money] came out one after the other: "Field, did you get it?"
Chu Xuange nodded: "I've found out some information."
Pei Hening looked at [I can bury you in money]: "Where is Mr. Marshall?"
[I can bury you in money] He then gave her a flirtatious wink and said, "With me in charge, everything will be foolproof."
Chu Xuange grew increasingly displeased with Marshall and suggested again, "Mr. Marshall, I still think you need to get your eyes checked."
He was furious. Damn it, why was Field a gentle and meticulous designer? If there was any chance, he would have wanted to beat Marshall to a pulp.
[I could bury you in money] He felt a chill run down his spine for no reason, and he instinctively shivered, then forgot about the feeling.
[I could bury you in money] In keeping with Marshall's persona, he gave a disdainful look and said, "I already told you I'm not sick, Field. I know you care about me, but I don't need your concern, okay?"
Chu Xuange almost laughed out of anger. Marshall not only had problems with his eyes, but also with his brain!
How did he show him any concern?
While the three were talking, the remaining six players came out.
Walking at the front were a woman around sixty years old, whose name was unknown, and a painter named Pei'er wearing a yellow dress and an irregularly shaped belt.
The remaining four players are Mary, the gambling queen in a red casual suit; Eugene, the world sprint champion with short silver hair and a gray tracksuit; Adams, a 57-year-old philanthropist with slanted eyes; and Patton, a diplomat from a certain country.
Pei Hening checked their faces, names, and identities, and also glanced at the sixty-year-old woman.
"Are you also guests here to watch the Happy Circus performance?"
Pei'er rubbed the purple jade bracelet on her hand and looked Pei Hening and the other two up and down.
Pei Hening disliked her aggressive gaze, frowned, and looked away.
[I can bury you in money] Seeing that neither of them intended to respond, he raised his hand and said with a smile, "Yes, you are the painter Miss Pei'er who was very popular a while ago, right? Your painting of lotus flowers at dusk is truly stunning."
Pei'er arrogantly raised her chin and said, "You're wrong. I'm not just popular recently; I've always been popular."
"When I was sixteen, my work sold for four million."
[I can bury you in money]: Damn it, everyone's persona is so arrogant, he wants to be arrogant too!
Pei Hening reached for her wrist; she couldn't see the bracelet, but she could feel it.
[I could bury you in money] He smirked and said in a sarcastic tone, "That's a lot. Earning four million at sixteen is really impressive."
"Unlike me, I haven't earned a single penny, and I'm just waiting to inherit the family business."
Wearing a red casual suit, casino tycoon Mary smiled and smoothed things over, saying, "It's rare to run into you, let's go have some tea?"
"Ms. Tribes, Mr. Field, Mr. Marshall, would you do me the honor?"
The group of nine went to the teahouse, each accompanied by a bodyguard, who waited for them in the rest area outside the teahouse.