My Second Life

Chapter 12

"You stay calm, and don't worry, tell me everything you know," Diego said as Siera walked into Diego's study. The room was so clean; Sierra never knew that Diego was someone who loved cleanliness. Previously, she thought that Diego's workplace would be a complete mess because Siera knows that the detectives' office is often a mess. Cigarette butts were strewn everywhere. Although they can spell the word ashtray, most of them do not know the function of an ashtray well. It's possible that the detectives also showered here and left their towels strewn about. And usually, when they've solved a case, they'll celebrate with a beer bottle rolling the following day which the bottle has been empty and can be found under their chair. Siera had mentally prepared to see the condition of the room like that, but at this moment, it turned out that what she imagined was far from the truth. The previous impression was completely wrong because when she first entered, she was greeted with a neatly arranged guest table, with shades of black and white like a chessboard dominating the room; there were no traces of styrofoam used for instant noodles on the table, forget it because it hasn't been dumped. Everything was immaculate; Siera really couldn't believe that Diego was such a clean lover. Siera believed in coming to a detective's place like this.

Siera nodded her head at Diego's question.

“So while I was in the bridal makeup room, someone wanted my life,” Siera began. There was one thing Siera didn't notice. When she came to Diego's workplace, Diego's brows furrowed deeply. There was something in his mind that he didn't tell Siera. Diego smiled and acted normal, and Sierra smiled back at Diego.

Diego didn't budge. Just now, he saw the figure in Siera's body, which at this time was not the Siera he once knew. Even though they hadn't seen each other for a long time, there was no way the change in Siera could be this big.

The Siera that Diego once knew was the proud Siera and wouldn't smile no matter what. She was cold and wouldn't trust other people so quickly. That woman had been known to be arrogant for a long time, with people she wasn't familiar with, so Siera wouldn't want to talk. However, at this time, the changes that occurred in Siera were so significant and caused deep suspicion to Diego.

Who is this woman? And what does this woman want? Does this mean that the figure of Siera, who was previously dead, was killed by this woman so that now Siera is dead? Diego thought in amazement. He stayed in place long enough to determine whether the person walking into his office was a good person or not, but when he saw that there was nothing wrong with Siera, then Diego kept this matter in his heart, and he didn't mind it anymore for now.

Diego thought for a moment; he heard the answer to his question to Siera a while ago. The lady says someone wants her dead. “Who wants your death? And why did he want your death?” Diego asked with a serious face.

The two of them had been sitting in the living room, and Diego handed her a drink. "Drink, please," he added.

In the past, Siera didn't know Diego, she only knew there was a handsome guy in her class who had good analytical skills, but she never really knew Diego.

“Thank you,” Siera replied politely. She sipped the drink slowly and felt the flow so comfortable in her throat.

"Does your coming here have anything to do with your grandfather-in-law's death?" Diego asked bluntly, which immediately got a nod from Siera. “Yes, I came here because of that matter.”

"So, apart from killing your grandfather, did this killer also want your death?"

Siera had a hard time explaining it; she only guessed, the previous owner of the body had died from the drink she drank yesterday. She remembered someone who had made up for her, her eyes filled with hatred as she withdrew from the room. Siera just guessed it.”

However, she couldn't tell Diego this; she would be confused because Siera had time travel back.

“At least I know of some poisons that can kill a person in the human body, and yesterday I found the glass that was given to me contains such poison.

Diego's brow furrowed. Siera guessed that the man in front of her didn't believe what she was telling him right now.

"How do you know about poison?" Luckily Diego didn't ask about this. He just said, “Okay. Continue."

Because of that, Siera immediately continued her sentence. "After I found out that the drink contained poison, I realized that there was someone who wanted to harm the fourth young master of the Lee family and me."

By this point, Diego had understood, Someone had been murdered. And for some reason, the criminal has made it look like the villain is Jet Lee, while the other missing evidence is by killing Siera. Meaning there was something Siera and her husband shouldn't have seen, then they saw it by accident. Siera indirectly knew who the killer was, but she forgot that fact. With a wry smile, Diego said, “You have interfered with the real killer.”

"What!" Sierra didn't accept, the owner of the actual body didn't give a shadow in the past, which showed there was evidence she had seen, but she didn't know.

While the previous owner of Siera's body always cast a shadow when she saw someone, she came into contact with, and if they had bad memories of the past, then the possessor of this body would respond accordingly.

"I don't know what you're talking about, but I can tell anyone I've ever caught they trying to kill Grandpa."

"They? Have you heard yourself that they want to kill your grandfather?"

"Yes," replied Sierra confidently.

"Explain to me in detail who they are?" Diego asked starting his analysis.