I have a room at Meiman Mental Hospital

Chapter 121 Really Dead

"You still have a way! Right?" Jonathan looked forward to it. .biquge

He found that the smile on the corner of Du Wensen's mouth was a bit catchy.

"She wants to play! Let's have a good play with her."

"The crime of publicly arresting Bernice is that she stole confidential information from the FBI. As long as you catch her, the initiative is in your hands. Not only will you not die, but you will also get a great achievement." Du Wensen said.

Jonathan thought for a moment.

"Those people controlled by Bernice won't make things difficult for me?"

"No, at this time, it will be good for everyone if you arrest Bernice!"

"Bernice also has the White family behind her!"

"Do you think that if a woman is the head of the family, there will be no disputes within the White family?"

"Will it cause Bernice to want to die together? If she spreads the information about everyone in her hands, then I will still be finished."

Du Wensen was impatient.

"You are almost dead, are you still worried about this?"

At this moment, Jonathan finally made up his mind.

"I understand, now is the time when the fight is over, and none of us have any way out!"

Du Wensen showed a satisfied smile.

"Did Bernice really not say anything else when she came to you? For example, about some information." Jonathan looked at Du Wensen seriously.

Of course, what Jonathan was referring to was the intelligence he entrusted to Du Wensen about the director.

Du Wensen shook his head.

"no!"

Jonathan obviously didn't believe it: "I really hope what you said is true."

Du Wensen shrugged.

Jonathan had no choice but to stand up and look around, his eyes paused on the self-portrait of Leonardo da Vinci, then he waved his hand and walked out with his men.

After Jonathan left, Du Wensen frowned and thought for a while, then turned on the computer again to inquire.

After a while, Andrew walked in.

"Du? Is there anything I can do to help?"

Du Wensen pushed the computer in front of Andrew and said: "Book tickets for these 19 cities for me. I will stay in each city for about 3 to 6 hours."

Andrew looked at the map on the computer. The farthest one was almost four or five hours' drive away, but the nearest one was in New York. He didn't understand what each of these addresses represented, but he could feel that something big was about to happen.

"It must be related to the 85-point commission!" Andrew suddenly thought.

"When do you want to leave?"

"Now!"

On this day, Bernice officially became the FBI's most wanted fugitive.

On this day, all the people under surveillance outside Jushan Mental Hospital seemed to have disappeared.

On this day, Du Wensen walked out of the mental hospital.

Until a week later, he came back after traveling to 19 cities.

Du Wensen didn't even have time to rest, because there was already someone waiting for him in the living room.

Jonathan, who was sitting on the sofa, had a trace of disappointment, a trace of unwillingness, and a trace of pity on his face.

"I didn't expect this!"

Jonathan placed a photo, a note, and a necklace in front of Du Wensen.

In the photo, Bernice was lying in a pool of blood with lifeless eyes. There were five bloody holes in her chest punctured by bullets. Her delicate face was so pale and stiff at this moment.

There was only one sentence on the note: "Dear Du Wensen, will you be sad for me when you see this note?"

"Bernice's last words before she died was to give this necklace to you. We have inspected it and with the consent of the White family, it now belongs to you." Jonathan said in a low voice.

Du Wensen picked up the necklace and looked at it.

"Who killed her!"

"I didn't want to kill her, I just wanted to catch her. She also knew that we wouldn't make things difficult for her, so she didn't resist. However, one of my men opened fire and beat her to death." Jonathan said angrily.

"Have you found out who asked your subordinate to do this? Has the body been examined?" Du Wensen picked up the photo and asked.

"The subordinate took poison and committed suicide on the spot. He must have been sent to do this by someone controlled by Bernice. Bernice's body has been DNA tested by experts, and it was her. If you don't believe it, I I can take you to see her body now," Jonathan replied.

Du Wensen found a cigarette from under the sofa, lit it and took a deep drag.

"That is to say, she is really dead this time!"

"Yes! She was beaten to death right in front of me. A bullet shattered her heart. She died after giving her last words!"

Du Wensen exhaled a long puff of smoke and said, "So, where is the information she has now?"

"No more!" Jonathan shook his head and said: "The White family personally admitted that one part of their information is stored in the villa, and the other part is stored in Bernice's brain. Once Bernice dies, there will be no more."

"So the White family is finished!" Du Wensen asked.

"Yes, none of them can escape, they will all disappear in this world, just like what you described!" Jonathan sighed.

Du Wensen smiled slightly: "At least we are safe, right?"

"Are you not sad at all? Bernice, she seems to really like you. People will not tell lies before they die." Jonathan asked curiously.

Du Wensen asked: "Just because she liked me, will I be sad when she dies?"

Jonathan was speechless by the question. He had never seen such a heartless person in the world.

"Okay! This case is over. Now I want to know why you are going to these 19 cities these days. I hope you can tell me the real reason." Jonathan took out a copy of Du Wensen's Schedule asked.

Du Wensen put the necklace around his neck and replied: "It's just a trip! I didn't contact anyone, and I didn't do anything illegal. Don't you believe the report of your subordinates?"

"I just want to remind you that this case is over. Don't have any thoughts of revenge for Bernice. There are many people in this world that we cannot afford to offend. They can make you die in an unknown manner with just one order. White," Jonathan warned.

"Thank you for the reminder! It's a good idea to leave!"

After Du Wensen finished speaking, he walked to the bathroom.

An hour later, Andrew ran in in panic holding a stack of newspapers.

"It's terrible! Du, Bernice, Bernice is dead!"

On the front page of the newspaper, the photo of Bernice at the time of her death occupied almost half of the page. As a big shot in the press, Bernice was qualified to enjoy such treatment.

"Everyone will die!" Du Wensen stared at the computer and said.

"Are you not sad at all? I can see that Miss Bernice has a good impression of you. My decades of experience are absolutely correct." Andrew said in surprise.

"I'm very busy! Andrew, if you have nothing to do, please don't disturb me!" Du Wensen was still staring at the computer.

Andrew was curious about what Du Wensen was looking at, but he was stunned when he saw it.

The computer is not turned on, just a black screen.

"Du, are you okay?"