Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 653

I drew a cold breath and spoke, "He's not my husband!"

The policeman frowned slightly and spoke, "None of the things he had on him belonged to your husband?"

I looked at the corpse which I was extremely familiar with the watch, forced the pain in my heart to speak, "Even if there is, he is not, my husband could not have just died."

"Madam, we understand your feelings, but please cooperate with us seriously, we need to find out the truth of the matter as soon as possible, if he is not your husband, we will go to your husband as soon as possible according to your dictation, and if he is, I think you, like us, want him to rest in peace in the most decent way."

The police officer's words were like a knife in my heart, I looked at the corpse on the photo and shook my head, "No, he is not my husband, although he is wearing my husband's watch on his wrist and my husband has seven or eight points of resemblance, but I am sure that he is not, my own husband, am I not familiar with it?"

A few cops looked at each other, and one of them looked at me and said, "Well, do you know who this guy is?" He pointed to the body.

I shook my head and spoke, "The other side deliberately used a person with seven or eight percent resemblance to my husband to disrupt our thoughts, must have another purpose."

The police officer nodded, this thing seems to be a little complicated, so for a while it is not clear what should be done, after taking a statement I left the police station with Jimmy and went directly to Brady.

Seeing that Jimmy's car was not heading towards the Janks family, I froze and looked sideways at Jimmy and said, "Uncle Jimmy, I'm not going to the Janks family?"

He nodded, "Mr. Jenks doesn't live in the Janks family mansion."

He then drove towards the coast of the suburbs and finally stopped the car at a luxurious shore house, he got out and stood at the front door of the villa and rang the doorbell, saying his name to the doorbell before the other party opened the door.

The car drove into the villa, I was a little surprised by the luxury of this villa, into a thousand square meters of villa, European and American decoration haute couture, every corner of the unparalleled exquisite and fashion.

Jimmy parked the car down at the villa building and looked at me and said, "I'll wait for you outside, you go in!"

I nodded, got out of the car, and went into the villa.

The villa door has been opened, guarding the door is a cleanly dressed middle-aged woman, when she saw me, she smiled warmly and spoke, "Miss Kennedy, the young master told you to go directly to the second floor living room!"

I nodded and went straight through the hall on the first floor, then up to the second floor of the villa, which was decorated in a pure black style, all of which was black with a touch of bloodlust.

There was no one in the hall, but the sound of water running came from the bathroom.

I frowned, shower?

Found a seat and sat down, I waited quietly, silently watching everything in the house. Psychology says that what a person likes, more or less represents his inner world.

Everything in this house is black, so, on behalf of this Brady this person is dark inside?

The bathroom door was opened, bubbling with moisture out of the bathroom door Brady wrapped in a bath towel and came out, without the slightest intention to cover up.

I looked at him indifferently, admiring his good looks as a twenty-something lad.