When he reached the door, he called Tommy Taylor in to give so instructions. He then found a nurse, ensuring she would listen attentively, after which Kris Cooper strode out of the ergency departnt’s main entrance.
The driver waiting outside quickly followed him, opening the car door. By the ti Kris Cooper sat in the car, his face had turned completely cold.
"To the outdoor filming location!"
Inside the ward, Vera Wave withdrew her gaze from the door and imdiately focused it on Tommy Taylor.
"Assistant Taylor, I’m fine here. Please, quickly follow him. I’m worried sothing will happen."
"This..." Tommy Taylor hesitated. He was also worried about Kris Cooper’s temper, and he knew that leaving Vera Wave alone here ant Kris Cooper would inevitably vent his temper on him later.
Vera Wave looked at Tommy Taylor with a pleading expression. "Please, go quickly. I have a nurse and a doctor here; nothing will happen to . I’m afraid he might impulsively do sothing foolish! If he doesn’t listen to you, remind him of what he promised ."
"Alright!" Tommy Taylor nodded and handed her his phone. "If anything happens, you can call the President at any ti."
Vera Wave acknowledged this. Tommy Taylor then hurried out of the ergency room and took a taxi to the outdoor filming location.
...
...
As this matter was critical, the police arrived swiftly.
When Kris Cooper returned to the filming location, the staff had already started collecting evidence and investigating.
All relevant personnel, from the leading actor Logan Miles to the director and extras, were standing to the side, waiting to be questioned.
Irene Spencer, Anabel Wilton, and others were chatting while they waited.
"If this is traced back, it could be murder!"
"Whoever did this is ruthless, using such thods!"
"I know, right? It’s terrifying!"
Anabel Wilton gently nudged Irene Spencer’s arm. "Irene, who do you think it is?"
"How would I know?" Irene Spencer sighed. "But these thods are truly wicked."
"Vera is so unassuming, yet she ran into such a calamity. Ah, it really shows you can’t judge a book by its cover!" Daffa Perkin shook his head. "If it turns out this was done deliberately, I’d really like to give the culprit a good slap!"
"To gamble with so many lives, is that person still human?"
...
Everyone was chattering animatedly. Irene Spencer stood amongst them, appearing unaffected, but her gaze was fixed nervously on the table.
The driver stopped the car. Kris Cooper got out and walked towards the table. "What’s the situation?"
A staff mber, not recognizing him, glanced up and asked, "Who are you?"
"Mr. Cooper?!" An office worker from the managent departnt had also rushed over. Seeing Kris Cooper, he imdiately approached respectfully. Noticing Kris Cooper was covered in dirt and mud, the worker asked with a bewildered expression, "What happened to you?"
Kris Cooper didn’t explain, rely stared at him and spoke with gravity.
"The truth *must* be uncovered today!"
"Rest assured, sir, I’ll tell them to speed up!" The manager from the managent departnt nodded and bowed to him, then turned to the crowd. "This Mr. Cooper is also one of our major stakeholders. This matter must be thoroughly investigated."
"Can we retrieve any fingerprints?" a plainclothes detective asked in a low voice.
Another staff mber shook his head. "The mouse is covered in dust; the fingerprints are useless!"
Before the incident, there had been multiple test explosions, and the scene was covered in dust. Not only the mouse but also the computer keyboard had a lot of accumulated dust, making fingerprint extraction completely impossible.
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