Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit

Chapter 458 You Have to Take Care of Yourself

She asked very vaguely, afraid that she would mistake her for someone else and cause a misunderstanding. Lyra did not mind and smiled at the other party. "I used to stay in there for a year, number 3877."

She signed her name and handed the pen back.

"I remember you. There aren't many people who work as hard as you in there." The police officer opened the door for her and said. The iron door was opened, and a gust of wind blew over, awakening a lot of memories buried in her mind. "In front of you is the observation room. You have half an hour." Lyra nodded and thanked her. Then she walked up the stairs and went in. She had come not only to see Alma but also someone else. People called her Sister Xia.

"Haha, it's you who came to see me!" Sister Xia was very fat, and her hair was very short. She had been in the detention center all year round, and she had a different aura from the people outside. "After I went out, I kept thinking about you," Lyra said truthfully. Sister Xia smiled meaningfully. "I know. The girls here have all received the snacks and gifts you sent. They have all seen the news and wanted to go to you after going out. But you don't have to worry. I have taught them a lesson." "I am very happy that you came to see me. But don't come back again. This place is too dirty. You are not the same as us."

Sister Xia turned her head and the corners of her eyes were a little red. "Take care of yourself."

"Sister Xia!"

"In the past, you took care of me a lot. Now, I want to ask you to take care of my sister."

Ten minutes later.

Sister Xia walked out of the visiting room and saw that Alma was brought in by a police officer "The two sisters are not like each other at all. In the beginning, they were equally annoying, though." As she walked forward, she recalled the first day when Lyra was sent in two years ago. She even screamed when she saw a mouse.

"Sure, I've received a lot of favors from you." Sister Xia shook her head and smiled. Alma couldn't guess who had come to see her. When she entered, she had a bitter face.

When the door opened and she saw Lyra sitting there, the light in her eyes gradually revealed.

"Why are you here?" "I've already adapted to it. You don't have to worry about me," she said in surprise.

Lyra listened to her for a while before slowly picking up the receiver.

"I've already made my move on Lachlan, but I still need time to deal with Huaien."

Alma was stunned for a few seconds. In her heart, she had no longer regarded Lachlan as her adoptive father. That man had no conscience at all, and he had never treated her as his own daughter. To him, Alma was just a tool.

"There is one more thing. Huaien has always known that you and I are sisters. I suspect that he was in cahoots with the person who took you away that year." Lyra looked at Alma's face. "If you know anything, you can tell me at any time." As she spoke, the police officer on the other side had already reminded them that it was almost time.

Lyra felt a little uneasy. She could not tell what kind of feeling she had when she saw that Alma had lost so much weight. She was about to put down the receiver. Alma's voice could be heard clearly from inside. "Sis!" "You have to protect yourself. Those people can do anything. They will definitely do something bad to you. You must..." Her voice was choked with sobs. "I'm fine in there. You don't have to worry about me. I deserve this outcome. After coming in, I feel that I don't have that much pressure in my heart."

Lyra was stunned.

Seeing Alma put down the receiver, she smiled gently and waved her hand. She had really let it go. Even in this situation, she could still smile.

Almost at the same time, news of Lachlan still having family property was posted on dozens of media websites. For a time, countless debtors rushed to his house. The door of the Kensley family's house had been pushed down.

In just a few hours, the entire house had been emptied. Not even a single carpet was left behind. Lachlan sat on the floor, staring hatefully at the ceiling as he cursed, "It must be Alma who betrayed me! He raised her for twenty or so years in vain..."

At this time, there was the sound of a car at the door again. "You're late. I don't have a single cent left." Lachlan snorted and shouted towards the outside.

The suits and watches he had used before had all been snatched away, leaving only a set of clothes on him.

The man who got out of the car had a stern look on his face. He walked in a few steps and looked at him from above.

"It's you!"

Lachlan froze for a few seconds and recovered from his shock. He patted the dirt on his pants and stood up. "Mr. Barnwell, welcome. But I really don't have anything to entertain you with."

In the past, he had dreamed of making Hank his son-in-law.

Now that he was in such a sorry state, it could only show how stupid he had been in the past.

"Previously, the Barnwell group purchased the shares of the Kensley Group. I can sell it to you at a low price." Hank looked at his empty house and said coldly. Lachlan was not stupid. He knew there must be conditions and bargaining chips in it, but greed still made his eyes shine.

"Really?" "The price is..." At the corner upstairs, Wendy hid behind a pillar. Hearing the noise downstairs, she quickly dialed Lyra's number. "I have something to tell you. Hank is here." On the other side, Lyra was meeting Officer Priestley at the police station. Hearing the voice from the phone, she frowned slightly and lowered her voice, "Try to help me find out the content of their conversation." Lyra put down the phone and looked at Officer Priestley again, "As the provider of the evidence of the case, I should have the right to know why the police stopped investigating the case, right?" Although the answer had been clear, she still wanted a definite answer, not wanting to wrongly accuse that man. "This is the decision of the police station. I have nothing to say, but please believe that the police will not let any bad people go."

Lyra smiled helplessly. "Officer Priestley, I just want the truth of this case to be revealed and everyone to have a clear answer. You don't have to say these words to fob me off." It was at this moment that Lyra understood why Charles did not trust the police so much.

Feng hesitated for a moment, then got up and closed the office door. "Miss Jones, I want to ask you a question first. In fact, your father, Drake, did not suffer any substantial harm because of this case. What was the reason why you have to solve the case?" After all, almost twenty years had passed since the case. Perhaps some people related to the case had long since passed away, such as that Uncle Zhang. Feng looked at Lyra with a calm gaze. "If I give you a reason that can convince you, will the police continue to investigate it?" Lyra tilted her head and asked softly, "Or do the police have to bow down to someone?"