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The timid girls screamed, and the people in the living room were all in a state of panic. Many people subconsciously stood up, some subconsciously squatted down.

The whole scene became chaotic in an instant.

Hannah Clarke's heart was also scared.

The strange departure of the ship, the sudden power failure, there was a kind of unspeakable weirdness in all these events. In addition, it was an independent Island, which constitutes the conditions for crime.

"Amelia." Hannah Clarke worried called Amelia.

Suddenly, she felt a hand on her waist.

Bella was stunned, and next second she was pulled into his arms by the master of the hand. James Grayson's low voice sounded, "Don't be afraid."

Hannah Clarke's heart trembled. The familiar voice, the familiar feeling, his voice was as low as the rhyme produced by a cello. At this moment, she heard this soft voice again, and it seemed like the last time she heard it a lifetime ago.

"I'm not afraid." Hannah Clarke pushed James Grayson's hand.

Some people held their mobile phones at hand and turned on the flashlight.

"Aaaah!"

They didn't know who screamed.

Hannah Clarke grabbed James Grayson's clothes nervously.

James Grayson looked down at her, her face was hidden in the darkness. There was just her presence. He didn't know whether it was true or not.

James Grayson eyes sank. If he didn't look at her face, he really had a feeling that she wais..... Bella!

Light, tenacious, insensitive, but unconsciously she show her dainty and delicate girl's side.

For a long time, she used independence to cover up her own need to rely on, and that kind of inadvertent vulnerability directly hit his heart.

Just like on that mission, when a pregnant woman was hijacked. She showed incredible courage and fearlessness in the process of saving people, but after she was saved, she left tears on his chest.

"Bella, is that you?" James Grayson asked softly.

Hannah Clarke's body was stunned. She left his hands in a panic and moved a little further.

Fortunately, the darkness concealed her guilt and nervousness,. "No, Mr. Grayson mistook me. I just has the same voice like your ex-wife."

James Grayson held her hand.

Hannah Clarke pulled her hand out and put them behind her.

"Here comes the candle. Fortunately, I bought some spare ones before. I have let someone to look at the generator." The housekeeper reported as he came with candlelight.

"Dad, what's going on?" Lisa asked unhappily, with the element of fear. In the light of the candle, her face was all white.

"I don't know. Maybe the generator has some problem." Stephen tried to comfort everyone.

"What about the ship?" Lisa asked immediately.

Stephen looked at Rachel Ainsley and asked, "are you sure the ship is not on the dock?"

"I'm sure." Rachel Ainsley nodded her head and looked at James Grayson with a guilty conscience. His sharp eyes were at her. He looked at her like an eye that knew everything.

James Grayson can see that she wanted to escape.

Up to now, she can't escape or hide.

"Julia, Julia. Julia." Kyle called out Stephen's eldest daughter.

All eyes were on him.

Stephen's eldest daughter was still in her chair. Her head was leaned on the back, her hands were down, and it was motionless.

"Has elder sister fainted because of fear? It's cowardly." Lisa said sarcastically.

Julia's husband wanted to pick her up and put her on the sofa. When he found the dagger behind her neck, he cried out in shock, "Julia, Julia."

Kyle put his hand under Julia's nose. His face turned pale. He looked at Stephen and he shivered, "She's dead."

"Dead, how could it be?" Stephen came forward.

Hannah Clarke looked at the part where the dagger was stabbed, frowned, and looked at Rachel Ainsley.

Rachel Ainsley shook her head to show that she didn't do it.

"Don't move her. Call the police immediately." Hannah said, took her bag which was hanging on the chair, and took the cell phone.

"My phone has no signal." Lisa's friend said in shock.

"Hannah, there is no signal on my cell phone as well. What's the matter?" Amelia William was also scared. She walked to Hannah Clarke's side.

Hannah Clarke looked at her own mobile phone. Yes! There was no signal.

"Check the radio transmitters! What the hell is going on?" Stephen ordered excitedly.

"I will check." The housekeeper immediately went away to check.

"It's better if everyone stays in this living room." Hannah Clarke suggested.

"Why?" Lisa didn't understand. "Elder sister died here, I'm afraid."

"There's no way to contact anyone, no electricity, no boat. It only proves that there is more than one person the murderer wants to kill." Hannah Clarke analyzed.

James Grayson looked at Hannah Clarke deeply.

Character can be imitated deliberately, behavior can be copied, and majors can be learned. However, it's inconceivable that all these things were concentrated on one person.

The main question lies whether the ability to learn is strong or weak, and whether the ability to handle cases is sharp or not.

She always grasped the main point at once.

Maybe, because she iwas too smart and one can't see though that she iwas pretending. Or, she may, really be........ Bella.

With the thought that maybe she is Bella, James Grayson's heart was beating wildly, his breathing was a bit heavy, his eyes were fixed onat her and this time his eyes were more focused and deeper. The candlelight that jumped in his eyes was enough to catch fire.

"Who the killer is going to kill?" Lisa had a bad premonition. She looked at the dead Julia in fear and felt that the hairs on her body were all erect.

"I don't know, but..." Hannah Clarke was stunned and her eyes drooped down.

"But what?" Lisa asked in fear.

Hannah Clarke hesitated and looked at Lisa.

She thought that her words will cause everyone to panic and make them afraid, but she knew that it can also make them defensive and suspicious. Maybe it can also deter the assassin.

"The murderer is among us." Hannah Clarke said.

"What?" Lisa was frightened, and she retreated to the corner of the wall, she leaned on the wall, watching everyone on guard.

"Are you sure, Miss Clarke?" Stephen was also afraid. After all, it was his family, and it was his daughter who died, not an outsider.

"Within ten seconds from the blackout to the lights on the mobile phone, someone has been killed. The living room is closed around. There is time for someone to rush to kill people from the outside, but there is no time to leave this place, so the murderer must be among us. He didn't have time to escape." Hannah Clarke analyzed.

"Would it be suicide? Before, I had a friend who stabbed himself into his temple. The technique was similar to this." James Grayson said in a deep voice.

He could see that it was not a suicide, but he wanted to test Hannah Clarke.

Bella solved that case. Bella should be more familiar with it.

"The dead can touch their own temples, but can't touch their own cervical vertebrae. This is an instant death caused by the stab fracture of the cervical vertebrae. It can't be suicide." Hannah Clarke explained.

"So, is the killer really outamong us in the middle?" Stephen's eyes widened, filled with displeasure and he stared at the guests with a sense of catching the murder.