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The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 841
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Chapter 841 "Bella, feeling hot? Fancy a drink?" Clark wrapped a small fan around the umbrella handle, blowing it toward his sister. Then, he reached into his bag and pulled out a bottle of lemonade, twisted off the cap and handed it over.

"Have a sip first." Romeo was surprised that Clark had so quickly found this brand of lemonade. While navigating through the thick crowd, he wiped a large rock clean, "Bella, let's sit here for a bit." The place was packed. They hadn't even made it to the entrance of the glass walkway.

Arabella took a sip, lifting her pretty face to behold the dense crowd in front of her.

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Although they hadn't yet ascended the mountain, the scenery at the foot of it was quite pleasant, with lush trees and clear, azure waters.

Suddenly, a scream pierced through the air, scattering the crowd.

"Is that a body?" "Seems like it. Oh my God, has someone been murdered?" "Did it wash up from the sea?" "Should we call the cops?" Arabella looked up to see a large bag on the shore, washed up by the waves. The bag had a hole in it, revealing something inside.

Many were terrified, some retched, others quickly pulled out their phones to call the police.

"Bella, you stay here, I'll check it out." Being a forensic scientist, Clark instinctively wanted to investigate.

Before he left, he handed the umbrella and fan to Romeo, reminding him to look after Arabella.

Arabella stood up to follow.

The onlookers formed a semi-circle around the bag on the beach, speculating wildly.

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The bag was about the size of a person, tied up with a rope that was attached to a large rock. It didn't take a genius to figure out this was a murder.

Police rushed to the scene after receiving a call. Captain Allen's eyes lit up when he saw Clark.

Clark was, after all, the Sherlock Holmes of forensics. His investigative skills far surpassing their own.

Bumping into him today meant this case was likely to be solved! "Professor Clark, you're here too?” Captain Allen hurried over to greet him.

Clark simply nodded, "You guys go ahead." Captain Allen had his men disperse the crowd, then shot photographs of the opened bag for evidence. The body inside was highly decomposed, the face unrecognizable.

Some tourists couldn't help but retch, others left with their children, leaving only the curious ones who watched from a distance.

"Captain Allen, we found a cell phone. Soaked in water for so long, the victim is probably dead." "Take it back and check,” Captain Allen said, then turned to Clark, "Professor Clark, what do you think?" "The victim is male." This was the clue Clark could discern at a glance. Beyond this, he wasn't certain about anything else.

"Time of death is about six months." All heads turned toward the source of the voice. When Captain Allen saw the girl in the crowd, he was overjoyed.