NovelEnglishChapter 362 Elain Maas Finley's voice was like ice, sharp enough to cut through bone.
+10 Free Cons The headmaster trembled as he spoke, his words stumbling over each other. "Y-yes, she insisted on going. 1-1 didn't force her!" ""You're fired." Saint Night was part of Finley's business empire, so he could fire anyone on a whim.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe headmaster, still clutching his phone, collapsed omo the floor, paralyzed by the finality of it all. Just as he thought the conversation had ended, Finley's icy voice pierced through the silence again.
"If anything happens to my Sam because of you, I will kill you." My Sam? Is Samantha Mr. Dean's woman? te 1 The headmaster's heart sank. This wasn't just a problem anymore-it was a disaster. How on earth was he going to fix this mess now? Meanwhile, in the heart of the forest, Samantha arrived and quickly changed into a fresh set of clothes, falling in line behind the police captain as they began the search for remains. The captain advised, "Stick together, everyone. Don't wander off. We want to avoid any problems.
As soon as he finished, a chorus of agreement erupted from the students.
With an impassive expression, Samantha rummaged through a pile of brittle leaves. Each step crunched beneath her feet, the sound echoing in the eerily silent woods. The rustle of dry twigs and leaves heightened the tension, and an undercurrent of anxiety began to ripple through the students.
Beside her stood a senior named Elain Maas, whose courage seemed to surpass even that of the male students. No matter the sounds surrounding them, she remained unfazed.
Samantha noticed the serious look on Elain's face and felt a flicker of familiarity. Had she seen this senior in her previous life, or perhaps even in this one? After several paces, Elain suddenly halted and turned her gaze on Samantha. "Why are you staring at me?" Samantha shrugged. "Because you're the only one among the seniors who doesn't seem afraid." Elain raised an eyebrow. "What kind of coroner would be scared of a corpse? That's hardly fitting for the job." Her voice rang out clearly, catching the attention of her classmates. Their expressions shifted, revealing irritation., "What do you mean by that, Elain? Just because someone's afraid of a corpse doesn't mean they don't deserve to be a coroner!" "Seriously, Elain, think before you speak!" "Not everyone is as tough as you, you know?" 1/2 14:47 Thu, Dec 5 Chapter 362 Elain Maas 110 Free Coina
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Hey, I'm a guy, and I'm not scared either! Besides, I'm sure all these om seniors and juniors aren't afraid of bodies either. If there's someone I'm going to be scared of, it's that cold-blooded killer out there!" "Exactly! We're not scared of corpses; we're worried about the murderer who kills without batting an eye." Just as the conversation settled, a lady suddenly screamed, "Ah! Look, that looks like a hand!" "What do you mean looks like? That is a hand!"
The revelation struck them like a bolt from the blue, and the group instinctively recoiled, Only Samantha coiled, and Elaix had the nerve to approach. Without a hint of hesitation, Elain opened her bag and nonchalantly picked up the severed hand, placing it inside as if it were a mere object. The rest of the students stood there, speechless.
Seeing Samantha's calm demeanor, Elain couldn't help but regard her with newfound respect. "You've got sguts. What year are you in?" "First." "Are you in the forensic medicine-program?" "Nope, I'm in medical studies!"
Elain glanced disdainfully at the forensic students nearby. "Look at that! Even a first-year medical m student isn't afraid,cam afraid, and you all, on the brink of graduation, are acting like scaredy-cats. You're making our department look bad!" Her words hit home, and the forensic students bristled at the criticism.
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