Chapter 54 Not an Accident âWell... You have the recording now. Can I leave?â
After an hour of fright, Pera was on the verge of collapse. She looked at the three of them tremblingly, desperately wanting to escape.
Alston held the phone and took a step back without looking at her.
Pera thought Alston agreed to let her go. She was ecstatic, and when she was about to say something, she saw a tall woman coming out from behind.
The woman looked heroic, and her long, narrow eyes were full of coldness and hatred.
Pera recognized this woman was the one who had been standing by Cynthiaâs side to protect her. She was Cynthiaâs friend!
âWhat... what do you want to do!â Pera took a few steps back in fright, looking at Helen warily.
After what happened in the morning, she knew how much Helen valued Cynthia. Pera caused Cynthia to be pushed downstairs, and she knew Helen wouldnât spare her.
âDonât come any closer! You canât hit me... Iâm sorry! I already gave you the evidence! Why canât you let me go!â
Peraâs eyes were red. There were four people here, three of whom were at odds with her. Nobody could help her, and with many cold bodies blocking her way, she had nowhere to escape.
âYou caused everything, yet you think I can spare you after being locked in the morgue for only an hour?â
Helen gritted her teeth with hatred. âYou incited so many people to besiege Cynthia. Have you ever thought about letting her go?
Do you know you could ruin her life with a few words you made up? Were you satisfied when Cynthia was pushed downstairs?â
âNo... I wasnât. I just wanted to ruin her reputation, but I never thought of hurting her; I didnât expect anyone to do it!â Pera looked at Helen pleadingly and begged for mercy. She was frightened to the extreme.
Cynthiaâs friends were all insane and dangerous; she shouldnât have messed with Cynthia from the beginning!
Helen didnât listen to her explanation. She stepped forward and grabbed Peraâs collar, and slapped her hard twice.
Before Pera could react, she was slapped into a daze. Two handprints appeared on her messy face, which made her face seem like a colorful palette. Under the dim light, she seemed even scarier than the bodies.
behind her.
âYou... you actually hit me?â Pera screamed.
Helen threw her to the ground and sneered. âI wanted to slap you this morning and tear up your rumorâspreading mouth!â
Then, she turned around and left like a trace of wind.
Dylan stared at her from behind for a long time until she disappeared. Then turned around and looked down at Pera lying on the ground. âYou should be thankful that the two of us donât hit women. Otherwise, you wonât be able to leave here.â
The room suddenly quieted down.
Pera curled up in fear but didnât dare to leave without Alstonâs words.
After a long time, Alston held the phone and looked at her. âI donât want to see you in Fort again!â
His words were like a pardon, and Pera immediately agreed. Fort had already become her nightmare, and she couldnât wait to escape from this city as soon as possible. Alstonâs words were exactly what she had wished for.
Then, Alston left the morgue with Dylan.
Pera was about to relax when a cold wind seeped in from nowhere. She shuddered and suddenly remembered that she was in a morgue, so she screamed and rushed out as fast as possible.
Alston and Dylan came out from the morgue, and Dylan was just about to go to Cynthiaâs ward to check her up. But when he turned around, he found that Alston was heading in the opposite direction. Dylan froze for a moment and hurried to catch up. âWhere are you going?â
âThe control room!â Alston answered coldly.
Dylan frowned. âSo you donât believe it was an accident.â
Alston stopped suddenly with a stern look on his face. âThe surrounding people were basically patients and their family members. They were not soâcalled victims and had no interests. So no matter how excited the crowd was, they wouldnât push her downstairs.â
Dylan pondered after hearing Alstonâs words.
Alston continued, âI heard about what had happened. They forced Cynthia to the stairs and did nothing else, but somebody rushed out and pushed her. I know Ivan is a cruel man. He asked Pera to slander Cynthia and probably asked someone to take advantage of the chaos to hurt Cynthia as well.â
They arrived at the control room, where Alstonâs men were already waiting.
There was a camera opposite Cynthiaâs office and another above the stairs. Every detail of the accident was recorded clearly.
Alston watched the surveillance video and saw Cynthia was wrongly besieged repeatedly. His face darkened, and he clenched his fists tightly.
He was already furious when he heard about it, and now he wished he could kill all of them after seeing it himself.
Soon the video showed the scene when Cynthia was pushed downstairs. Alston paused the video, and everyone looked over.
The one who pushed Cynthia was a middleâaged man with big glasses. He was so ordinary that he couldnât be recognized in a crowd.
He was looking down, so Alston couldnât see his face clearly.
Alston frowned and rewound the video. The more he watched, the deeper he frowned.
Dylanâs face also darkened. âThe surveillance cameras didnât capture his face. Not even a single frame did. This man avoided the camera deliberately.â
What Alston said was indeed correct. Cynthiaâs accident was not accidental!
After searching through all the surveillance videos, they finally found a few pictures of the manâs face.
However, his face was white and blurred as if it was overexposed.
âHow could this happen!â The people in the control room murmured in low voices.
Alstonâs voice was low and gloomy. âThis man came prepared. The glasses he wore had an infraredâphotosensitive coating. They seemed like ordinary glasses, but the coating could interfere with the photosensitive elements of the cameras. Thatâs why his face is blurred.â
Everyone finally understood.
In that case, it would be much more difficult to find him. All the videos were useless. Alston asked someone to check thoroughly, yet none of the cameras captured this manâs face. Then, the man walked to the surveillance blind spot and disappeared.
There was no information about this person whatsoever. He seemed like a man who suddenly appeared and suddenly vanished.
Alston slammed on the table hard and caused a dent in it.
Greg looked nervously at his bleeding fingers. âMr. Smith, you are injured. Iâll have someone prepare to bandage you.â
âNo need!â Alston wiped his blood with a paper towel with a cold and scary smile.
âI canât believe Ivan actually thought of this method. It seems he has improved a lot since the last banquet, and he even invented some new tricks to mess with me.â
Greg was nervous. Ivan had always been a wreck, but Greg felt that Ivan had changed a lot recently, and he also feared that Ivan would cause more trouble for Alston.
âMr. Smith, what should we do next?â Greg asked, âWe only have evidence that Ivan asked Pera to slander Cynthia, but we canât prove that it was Ivan who sent that unknown man. If we go to Ivan, he would only apologize and make compensation for spreading rumors and nothing else.â
âDonât worry!â
Alstonâs voice was firm.
Greg looked up at Alston and didnât see any worries on his face. He wondered whether Alston had already come up with a plan.
Alston stood straight and sneered coldly. âLast time, he suffered greatly from the surveillance cameras, so he was prepared for this time. However, he forgot something. The highâtech is indeed powerful, but we still have traditional methods!â
Greg and Dylan stared at him. âYou mean...â
âSend someone to ask the doctors, nurses, and patients in the obstetrics and gynecology department today. Ask them if they saw this man!â Alston made an order, then turned around and left the control room.
Since there were many people to ask, Greg didnât return until the next morning when Cynthia woke up. He rushed into the ward with a sketch and said excitedly, âMr. Smith, thereâs news.â