Jeff The Killer Liu นิยาย & เรื่องราว

BILLY'S POV “So, how was your first day of representing your father in the business?” Jeff asked her while he removed the strap of the gun from over his shoulder and placed the gun on the table. “Um, it was good. Just that I didn’t expect that there’ll be so much people and so many guns.” She replied. Lily had not mentioned that Mr Clark was still in a coma and that he was not aware that she was representing him during the transaction. “Yeah... transactions like these could get really rough. Most of our clients are top mafias in this city. Some of them own the biggest pubs, hotels, clubs and things like that.” Jeff explained.

He grunted, "Captain Hefner, what type of person could this murderer be? He's so arrogant. He not only dismembered his victims but also dared to threaten you." "Not a simple person," Jefferson's reply was meaningless because he had no idea who the killer was as well. In his memory, he couldn't remember that he had offended someone so capable. Perhaps it was the drug dealers, but he had no evidence to point out at them. Furthermore, he had no idea how Stephen looked like.

Or was she aware of it, but only pretended not to know? Luca glanced at Jeff and did not say anything. He just walked behind Nicole. Jeff looked back and hid the fading light in his eyes. Nicole did not know. Otherwise, Luca’s expression would expose it. Leighton looked at Jeff and nodded without being overly friendly or hostile. It was as if he was looking at a stranger. Then, Leighton walked out as well. Jeff looked at the person lying in a pool of blood on the ground without any guilt or fear. He tucked the gun back behind his waist and glanced over calmly.

“I don’t know.” But his tone said otherwise. Fred nodded slowly. “Want me to look into it?” Jeffery was silent. Then: “Quietly.” ********* Somewhere uptown, Anita Wong was finishing her third espresso. Her stylist stood beside her, rambling about new bookings. She wasn’t listening. She was scrolling through a news blog. “Jeffery Lu returns to SF amid rumors of family tension.” Her thumb paused on a photo of him at the Lu estate, tight smile, perfect suit.

He scanned the room, daring anyone to speak, then turned to the cops. Jeff stepped up, all calm and composed. "Officers, what's going on? If you're here for Lulu, we deserve an explanation." "She's a murder suspect. We're here to arrest her." "And who exactly is she accused of killing?" "Sienna Smith." Jeff's jaw tightened, the whole room turning to ice. After a beat, he let out a low, cold laugh. "You've got the wrong girl. Sienna's not dead, and Lulu didn't kill anyone."

Suhee asked, bewildered. He turned the phone toward her. A headline blazed across the screen: Park Suhee Confesses The Truth About the Death of Seungmin and Xiaolin Choi: The parents of Juhoon Feng-Choi—also known as Trunks—were not victims of an accident but of brutal murder. Both were sexually assaulted, tortured and dismembered, their remains sent to their son in a package. “What?!” Suhee gasped. “You’re the only one who knew that secret,” he said, voice cracking. “How could you tell anyone? How could you expose that?” He asked, crying bitterly.

"Ms. Zhuang Jia, the next question I ask, please try to answer it as briefly and accurately as possible, can you?" Zhuang Jia nervously pursed her lips and returned, "Yes." "You once made up a story about you falling in love with a male model named Fili, and then you brutally killed him because you were threatened by Fili, and then you killed Fili's brother, am I correct?" Zhuang Jia nodded, "Yes, but that's just a story I made up ......" Not waiting for her to finish, Qin Lei immediately interrupted her, "The story you made up happened to happen in reality, right?"

“He also knows the professor personally, and will check his house before coming here.” The cogs in my head spin and then clicks. “Jeff? You have his number?” She shrugs and the doorbell rings. Jeff bounds in after Jessica opens the door for him. “Hi Jeff.” He waves at me and i do a quick round of introduction. “How do we know that he didn’t upload the stuff?” Leo asks. Jeff chuckles. “I can’t mess with prof like that. I plan to destroy whoever is behind this.” “Is he okay? Is he home?”

Jeff pretended to be angry, “he is a real villain, a loathsome rogue. The only thing he can do is lie and cheat. Back at the hotel, he deceived you and traded you for your father’s property. Now he lies to you again, because he wants you to be his baby machine. If I were you, I would punish him for what he did, Luna. I will even … kill him.” Amelia grabbed his shoulders fiercely, acting enraged by what Jeff had just told her, “Tell me how?! Tell me how to kill that fucking bastard!” Jeff was startled by her aggression, but he was thrilled to see Amelia fall into his trap. He swept Amelia’s hands from his shoulders, then persuaded her in a placid tone, “Take it easy, Luna, we must do it caref