"She was strangled to death and dumped here."

Bai Nuan stood up, took the paper out of the bodyguard, took two steps back, and looked up at the place in front of him.

This pool, directly opposite the top room, has a window.

Bai Nuan closed her eyes, made a formula in her mind, and mentally calculated the parabola on this side and how much force she used.

Less than a minute later, she opened her eyes again and turned her head to look at Osto.

"Mr. Osto, if you want to know how your model died, I suggest you come with me to have a look." Bai Nuan will not let others pour dirty water on her head.

Osto followed her upstairs, and since the upstairs was private, the guests were all left underneath, whispering about what had happened.

Father Bai didn't come, mainly because there was a little problem with the car on the road, and Father Bai had an accident on the road for a while, so he didn't continue to go, thinking that Bai Nuan went, so he sent her a message and took Bai Mother home.

If you have this time, it's better to go home and accompany your wife!

So the two of them didn't know about Bai Nuan being slandered and killed.

Bai Nuan went up the stairs, through the hallway, and stopped outside a room.

"Mr. Osto, please open this door." Bai Nuan got out of the way, the doorknob was exposed, it seemed to have a bit of patterns on it, she was a little familiar, and before she could look closely, Osto stepped forward and opened the door.

Inside is the studio.

This is Osto's nude model room, and there are still unfinished paintings in it, and some are scattered on the floor.

Bai Nuanmian bypassed here without changing his color, walked to the other side, and directly pushed open the door of the lounge.

Before Osto could stop it, Bai Nuan pushed it away.

The erotic pictures inside, all come out.

Osto was embarrassed to look away and coughed twice: "White...... You know, I'm still young......"

This means that these are normal physiological needs.

Bai Nuan ignored him, Osto was indeed young, compared to his similar painters, he was young, only in his thirties.

It's very handsome, but it's a little raunchy.

Bai Nuan bypassed the pile of things, walked to the window, and glanced sideways.

Something suddenly came to mind.

"Mr. Osto, has your door been locked all along?"

"Yes, only me and Delia can come in."

Bai Nuan's eyes fell on the ground where her feet were stepping, the window was next to the bed, and her feet were at the bottom of the bed.

It's close.

"You ask this...... Yes!!! Before Osto could finish speaking, he was screamed by the sudden scene in front of him.

He's a helpless painter, not a fighter.

He watched as Bai Nuan jumped from the window with his body propped up.

And when she just stood up, a hand under the bed grabbed a knife and slashed directly.

If it weren't for Bai Nuan's faster movements, her feet would have been broken if the person under the bed was ruthless.

The man under the bed, wearing a mask, crawled out of it, turned his knife around, and stabbed directly at the stunned Osto.

Before Osto could speak, he was frightened and fainted, but fortunately, the bodyguards had already rushed over and fired a shot in this direction.

One of the good things about foreign countries is that you can carry a gun.

Bai Nuan jumped into the water and took off her shoes, and her long hair, which had been fixed behind her head by hairpins, had spread out at this time, and was wet and draped over her shoulders.