<h4>Chapter 78: Chapter 77: Neon Lights</h4>


    At noon, the crimson sun directly pierced through the ss window.


    "Alright, it’s gettingte. Let’s wrap it up," Elliana Lyle yawned, feeling a bit tired.


    Andrew Hue’s Chinese wasn’t good, and he belonged to an Italian minority group. Although both of them could speak English, they each had their own ents, makingmunication particrly troublesome. On top of that, Tommy would asionally interject with pure Cantonese, while Li Si insisted on showing off with his heavily ented and slick English.


    "Okay, boss. I’ll go and analyze it further. This case is quiteplex and expansive, so I suppose handling it will be quite troublesome," Andrew stood up, speaking in Italian. Elliana helplessly looked towards Luna Sutton.


    Luna shrugged, indicating she didn’t understand either.


    "...ok, ok!" Elliana could only respond perfunctorily.


    After seeing the three off, Elliana only felt her world quiet down. She pressed the wheelchair switch and moved to therge ss window. The view really was quite nice here.


    By chance, she saw a group of men in uniform ck suits heading towards the office building she was in. The ck-suited men dispersing to both sides seemed to almost encircle the building.


    Among them was a man exuding a cold aura with an extraordinary presence, none other than Norman Bet. Due to the distance, she couldn’t see the gloom in his eyes clearly.


    "Strange, why is Norman Bet here?" Elliana muttered to herself.


    As soon as Norman Bet’s name was mentioned, Luna immediately jumped up from the small stool and quickly approached the window to check.


    "Whoa, are they here to catch me? No way!" Luna showed a face of shock, then nced at Elliana and said, "Our paths cross again, farewell!"


    "Hey? Where are you going?" Elliana watched as Luna once again climbed out the side window, which made her heart skip a beat!


    At such a height, even if you didn’t die from the fall, you’d be seriously injured.


    Pressing the wheelchair switch to the side window, she held onto the window edge and looked down, just in time to see Luna entering the window below like a spider.


    "Unbelievable, she can run even better than a big rat," Elliana had to admire that Luna was truly brave; she herself dared not look down from such a height.


    Not two minutester, she heard a rush of footsteps.


    Norman Bet had entered with his men, and beside him was Hannah Collins.


    "Hannah? Why are you here too?" That’s strange, she didn’t see her from below just now.


    Hannah looked at her with a smirk, raising an eyebrow, "From the pizza ce to the cake shop, and then... here."


    "You’ve been following me all along?" And you tattled! Of course, she didn’t dare say thetter part in front of Norman.


    At this moment, Norman Bet was slowly approaching her, eventually reaching out to touch her head with some helplessness, "Your foot’s still not healed, and you’re running around? Where’s Luna?"


    So Norman Bet really was here for Luna! "Luna? She just jumped down." Elliana pointed to the open window.


    Upon hearing this news, Hannah’s smile froze. No way, she really jumped? She quickly walked to the window and didn’t see anymotion below.


    "Find her and send her back to XRB," Norman instructed a few people behind him.


    "Yes!"


    Hannah: "I’ll go look too." She was really curious about how Luna managed to escape.


    Upon hearing Norman’s arrangement, she found it a bit strange, but didn’t dare to ask much, only saying, "Norman Bet, I’m starting apany, so I’ve spent a lot of money."


    "I know." Norman nodded slightly. He always knew his little girl was daring but didn’t expect she wanted to be a detective.


    When he learned this news, he found it amusing, though he didn’t agree, since she liked it, reluctantly supporting her wasn’t out of the question.


    Thus, he exined in detail to the seemingly bewildered little girl, "The detective profession is illegal in the country. A detective’s work mainly involves investigating others’ backgrounds, and ording to domesticw, citizens have the right to privacy. The detective’s actions have constituted an invasion of others’ privacy. Only public security organs and judicial organs have the right to investigate others’ privacy, and a formal investigation document must be shown before carrying out a search legally."


    "Ah? It’s illegal! Then I..."


    Before Elliana could finish, Norman said, "It’s not entirely impossible, but indeed the studio doesn’t need such arge ce."


    Also, this office building was part of the Bet Family’s assets, which is why he could so urately know what Elliana was up to.


    "But... it’s quite grand," Elliana said earnestly.


    "..."


    Pikachu ?～


    "Hold on, I’m getting a call." Elliana said and picked up the phone; it was Mr. Lyle calling.


    Elliana answered the call, "Hello, Dad."


    "Elliana, you need toe back quickly. Your mom was in a car ident and just went into the ICU. She’s currently not out of danger."


    What? Car ident? How could...


    "Dad! You... you can’t be lying to me..."


    Even though she asked, she gradually became agitated, her eyes turning red, and her lower lips involuntarily started to tremble.


    But after a second confirmation, she was truly panicking, couldn’t help but stand up, seemingly not feeling much of the stabbing pain underfoot.


    "Dear?" Norman didn’t know what call she had received to be in such a state.


    Her phone slipped from her trembling hand, and Elliana clutched the man’s arms, tears falling inrge drops, "Norman Bet... something happened to my mom. I... I need to go back."


    "Okay, we’ll go back." He enveloped the sobbing little girl into his arms, speaking in an unusually gentle voice, "It’ll be okay."


    ...


    — North City Yonghe Airport.


    Just arriving at the airport parking lot, before they could get out of the car, Norman received a call.


    Sitting in the passenger seat, Elliana could clearly see the dark and aggressive expression on the man’s face, his good-looking brows furrowed with chill.


    After Norman ended the call, the entire atmosphere in the car became quite heavy, maintaining such for half a minute.


    "What happened?" Elliana asked in a hoarse voice, bearing the weight of her sobs.


    "Nothing."


    After saying that, the man made another call, "Hello,e to the airport."


    ...


    — South City Airport.


    It was already 8 p.m., and under the neon lights, South City was bustling and lively.


    Hannah was pushing Elliana out of the airport. It seemed that Norman had encountered some matter and couldn’t break away. Before leaving, he had instructed, he’d return to South City in a few days.


    Elliana’splexion appeared a bit pale; she had already vomited several times on the ne, and the medication she took in advance wasn’t working.


    "Little Sprout, feeling better?" Hannah handed her some water, obvious concern on her face.


    "I’m okay."


    Getting into the pickup car, they directly headed to thergest hospital in South City, a private hospital, entirely unfamiliar to her. Meanwhile, Mr. Lyle’s phone was currently turned off.


    "Little Sprout, wait here. I’ll go in first to ask the nurses about your mother’s room," Hannah said.


    "Okay."


    Watching Hannah enter the hospital, the unsettled Elliana felt restless, and soon got out of the car herself, anxiously supporting herself on the car while looking towards the hospital entrance.


    What she didn’t know was that a group of people was slowly approaching her!


    Suddenly, a hand stretched out from behind her, pressing a cloth with a pungent scent firmly against her mouth and nose!


    "Mmm... let go of me..." Elliana struggled twice, only to feel her vision go ck, instantly losing consciousness!


    "What are you doing!" The driver, Richard Zander, seeing this situation immediately opened the door to get out, only to have a masked man smash him hard with an iron pipe! Instantly, the car window shattered!


    Then the masked man pointed the iron pipe menacingly at Richard, the intent clear: don’t meddle.


    ...


    Faced with the threat of force, this middle-aged man swallowed nervously. With four or five people outside, if he got out of the car, he’d end up injured, if not worse.


    As Richard retracted his foot back into the car, closing the door, Elliana was also dragged away by people.