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Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 1127

All of a sudden, he said, “Of course, but they might not have the full details of the information you want. Why don’t you show it to me instead? I’ve seen more things than they have. Perhaps I will be able to identify it with just a mere glance.”

Sabrina stared at him for a moment.

It had been a laborious trip to the forest to get this bullet. The moment she reached, she had been scouring through the woods like a madwoman.

It took her a long time to find the bullet.

When she did, she was overjoyed, for she knew that once she had gotten the bullet, she would be able to find the group of people who had fought against her husband.

If I find them, that means I’ll find him.

In the end, Sabrina chose to hand over the bullet to him.

Yet, what she never expected was for the casino owner to pinch the bottom of the bullet as soon as he took it from her. She was sure that he must have pressed something, for the bullet instantly fell apart in his hands right in front of her.

“This bullet is part of the smuggled ammunition in the black market. Its key feature is that it’s exceptionally lethal, light, and perfect for far-range shooting. Therefore, it’s popular on the black market. However, about a month ago, a high-ranking military officer from your country had died from this bullet while he was looking into this. Once he died, the smuggling operations ceased. How is it, Ms. Soprano? Are you satisfied with this answer?”

In fact, after the casino owner nonchalantly told her about the origins of the bullet, he threw the bullet casing and its gunpowder onto the ground.

Sabrina nearly went mad.

In that one second, she could only watch as the man scatter the bullet she had salvaged with much difficulty onto the ground. Anger overpowered her.

“Who gave you the right to take apart the bullet? Who said you could do that? Fine. Since you know where it came from, tell me now where those people are! Tell me where those animals are!”

Sabrina no longer had a grip on her rationality.

The truth was that she had retreated into a world of fantasy after hearing the news. If she had been sober, she would not have been delighted to find the bullet, thinking that it would lead her to Devin.

By the time Edmund reached the casino, the place was in chaos.

Everyone was attacking one woman. The tables were flipped; the chips and the cards were everywhere. Right in the middle of the chaos was the woman Edmund was looking for. She was returning the attacks with the vigor of a dying, cornered animal.

“I’ll kill you!” she screamed. Despite the numerous injuries on her, she was still throwing punches as if she was numb to all her senses. Her eyes were bloodshot, and it was a crazed look in them. Right then, she stabbed the knife in her hand in the direction of the casino owner.

At the same time, the casino owner raised the gun in his hand.

“Mr. Drake, it seems like your guess is right. This woman is here to investigate us. I never thought that she would be smart enough to find her way here after that officer died. Say, who is she really?”

“Who cares who is she? She’ll be nothing but a dead person once you kill her!”

With a ruthless grin on his face, the casino owner pulled the trigger.

Bang!

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