When Natalie was wondering if she should destroy the document, Joyce let out a gasp of disbelief. “Oh, my. Jasmine died a horrible death.”
“What? Did the netizens actually upload those gory photos? Aren’t you afraid?” Natalie snapped back to reality and frowned.
Joyce rolled her eyes. “There isn’t any photo of that sort online. The authorities keep an eye on this and will delete all the relevant photos. I read this from a reporter’s description.”
She pointed at her phone and revealed, “The reporter said Jasmine fell flat on her face, so her face is disfigured and unrecognizable. That was why I said she died a horrible death!”
“Wait a minute. Did you say she fell flat on her face?” Natalie narrowed her gaze in suspicion.
Joyce nodded. “Yep. That was what the reporter said.”
“Don’t you find it strange?”
“Huh? What is so strange about it?” Joyce stared at her.
Natalie lowered her gaze. “Of course, it’s about how Jasmine fell flat on her face. Do you remember she was sitting with her back against the window when we saw the video?”
“Yes.” Joyce nodded profusely.
“So, when she fell, she should fall flat on her back instead of her face. She couldn’t have done a somersault in the air, right? No one can do that,” said Natalie sternly with her fists clenched up.
“Well…” Joyce did a double take. That does sound suspicious.
Natalie rose to her feet and declared, “Something is amiss with the corpse!”
Joyce felt a chill down her spine upon hearing Natalie’s declaration. She couldn’t help but shudder. “Nat, stop it. That’s too scary. Don’t tell me someone switched the corpse?”
“That’s impossible. The corpse fell on the ground in public. No one would dare to switch it under everyone’s watchful gazes.” Natalie shook her head and added, “There is another suspicious thing.”
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