It Was You novel Chapter 856

Cassandra pressed Karen's shoulder and looked at Nixon, "Mr. Su, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Nixon asked someone to bring an umbrella here. When he heard what Cassandra said, he said apologetically, "You're welcome, Miss Cassandra. I've asked someone to block the scene and get all the surveillance videos of the paddock. It's raining heavily here. Why don't we go to the lounge first?"

The heavy rain came so suddenly that all the good rivers and mountains were covered in mist. Nobody knew how long it would rain, and it was useless to stay in the rain all the time.

Cassandra nodded slightly, "Okay. Although the horse is seriously injured, it should not be in danger. Mr. Su, please help me check who the owner of the horse is. In addition, send someone to carry it to a clean place, and don't let anyone touch it."

Nixon immediately said, "I've investigated the owner of this horse and arrested him. As for the details, let's go to the lounge first, okay?"

Cassandra lowered her head, holding a black umbrella. She suddenly missed Martin, missing the unique and light fragrance of the man, but she knew that she couldn't leave before the end of the matter here.

The horse suddenly lost control. It would be fine if it was just an accident, but if it was man-made, she would not let go.

In the lounge.

Nixon had already asked people to prepare clean clothes for the guests.

After Cassandra and others changed their clothes, Carlos specially asked the doctors in the paddock to do a careful examination for Cassandra. After confirming that she was indeed not injured, he was completely relieved.

In the lounge, Cassandra and the others sat together. Nixon pushed a computer in front of Cassandra and said, "Here is all the surveillance video of the paddock tonight. Miss Cassandra, will you watch it here or take it back?"

Cassandra took a look at the screen of the computer, on which there were dozens of surveillance videos. If she watched them here, she didn't know when she would finish them. She closed the laptop and said, "I'll take them back to watch. Where is the owner of the horse?"

Nixon clapped his hands, and then a man in a black suit and black sunglasses came in with a gentle and clean looking young man.

The young man was wearing an expensive silk scarf on his left hand. His clothes were soaked through by the rain, and half of his trousers were splashed with mud, and his body and face were also covered with mud. He had a straight nose and a pair of gold rimmed glasses. Obviously, he was a playboy. However, perhaps because his horse suddenly lost control, he was also frightened. He was in a daze, not like the usual social elite at all.

"His surname is Fei, the young master of the Fei group, and the horse which lost control and caused the accident was his. At the time of the accident, he fell down from the horse, and his left hand was a little broken. Because he was detained, he could only be treated simply with a soft silk scarf after the bone was set. Later, he will go to the hospital." Nixon said.

The young man seemed to be greatly frightened. His face turned pale and he said in an extremely difficult tone, "Mr. Su, I... I don't know why my horse suddenly lost control. I... I really didn't mean to... "