When I Was a Wallflower (Leo and Amelie)

"How's the investigation going with Elyse's death?" Just when he was immersed in his thoughts, a

question suddenly came from behind him. The voice was as cold and deep as ever.

Instantly, he put his scattered thoughts at the back of his mind and sat up straighter. "Victor just sent a

message saying he hasn't found any leads yet."

When Leo heard that, he responded with a noncommittal hum in acknowledgment.

Elyse had been shot dead by a sniper rifle. The killer came well-prepared, so it wouldn't be easy to

crack the case. "Don't you find it strange?"

Oh, I thought Mr. Alston would be too furious to think clearly, but it seems that his mind is still sharp, he

thought at once.

Just then, the sound of Leo tapping his seat came from behind him. This meant that he was getting

impatient.

Eugene quickly replied, "Yes, it's quite strange. Why would someone want to kill Elyse? Could it be that

the person she mentioned has some secrets that can't be revealed?"

"It looks like I need to give you a break so that you can continue daydreaming," Leo remarked coldly.

"You're getting more and more useless each day!"

At this moment, Eugene had no comeback. He can always tell when I'm daydreaming, even if it's only

for a few seconds.

"No, thank you. I don't need a break." Eugene quickly declined, feeling guilty.

Meanwhile, Leo gave him a death stare.

What a murderous glare! The stubborn and serious Leo seemed to have changed a little. Previously,

even if he knew Eugene was daydreaming, he wouldn't say anything and would merely glare at him.

"This person might be targeting me and not Elyse," Leo continued his analysis in a cold voice, ignoring

Eugene's wild thoughts. "He could have had the sniper shoot me, so why kill Elyse just to hide a name?

To play with me?"

It couldn't be denied that his analysis sounded like nonsense, but upon closer examination, it gave

people a change of perspective since it made sense.

After taking a few minutes to digest and analyze Leo's thoughts, Eugene began to think that the

possibility of it being nonsense was higher. However, he didn't dare say it out loud; firstly, he feared

Leo, and secondly, Leo was always very meticulous in his thinking.

He had learned from past experiences that no matter how ridiculous Leo's words might sound, they

often turned out to be true. Although he might not be great in relationships, he was godlike in other

aspects.

As such, here came the question—who would dare play games with the great Leo? No matter how

hard Eugene thought about it, he couldn't figure out the answer.

At the same time, Leo closed his eyes to think as well.

"By the way, although Victor hasn't found any leads about Elyse's death, his people have already found

Michael," said Eugene as he recalled this. After lowering his head to check his watch, he added, "They

should have already arrived with him by this time."

"Let's go meet him!" Leo ordered sharply.

With that, Eugene drove the car back to the villa where Elyse was shot yesterday.

Since he still felt a bit uneasy about the place, he looked around nervously. "Should we increase the

security and send more personnel?" he asked worriedly.

At this moment, Leo stepped out of the car, showing his tall and imposing figure. His gaze was serious

and calm as he answered, "No need for that."

"N-No need for that?" Eugene was stunned. Are you being too brave, or do you have a death wish?

The sniper shot Elyse on his first attempt yesterday, which shows how skillful he is. If you get shot

today, how am I going to explain everything?

"Do you think he'd let me die before he has enough fun with me?" Leo turned around and gave him a

cold glance.

Hearing that, Eugene was speechless. You're always right.

However, he quickly realized that not only did Leo come back here without any fear, but he even

arranged for Michael to be in the same room where Elyse was interrogated yesterday. The room still

had bloodstains that had turned black, and the smell of blood was still lingering.

As Eugene looked across the street, he couldn't help but think, The sniper doesn't even need to

change his angle if he wants to take out Mr. Alston today.

Leo sat on a chair nonchalantly, his head fully exposed by the window. Seeing that, Eugene couldn't

help but block him from behind.

Just then, Michael was brought in. With his short stature tied up, he didn't have any strength to even

walk properly, so he almost rolled into the room. Then, he lifted his head.

As soon as he saw Leo, the pupils of his beady eyes constricted, and he begged for mercy. "I'm sorry,

Mr. Alston! It's all my fault. Please spare my life. Please!" While shouting, he repeatedly hit his head on

the ground. Blood started trickling down his forehead, but he couldn't care less about it.

Meanwhile, Leo looked at him in silence, watching him perform his act alone.

Michael had sacrificed a lot for the act this time. After the violent head-banging, he felt dizzy, and the

wound was too painful for him to continue. Soon, he finally stopped and looked up at Leo.

Only then did Leo slowly lean in, his stern and icy face getting closer and closer to Michael.

Suddenly, a strong scent struck, quickly covering up the smell of blood. As soon as everyone caught

the scent, their faces changed at once.