Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities novel (Jennifer and Ivan)
Chapter 1412: Every Second is Agonizing

Chapter 1412: Every Second is Agonizing

"Alright, let's go now!"

Rowan was more than willing. He desperately wanted to replace Claire as quickly as possible. The longer it took, the more likely that things would take a turn for the worse. Such a disappearance was illogical and worrisome. Tristan went, and naturally, Monica followed as well. As friends, they were also concerned.

With such a significant incident, Monica couldn't possibly return to the inn by herself to rest. She was a kind girl, and she had met Claire before. In Monica's heart, Claire was not at all annoying. Although Tristan was very worried about her, Monica could understand. After all, a person who had vanished into thin air would have many people worried about her.

Moreover, Tristan had booked the inn with his mobile phone, and she didn't know the exact location. Despite having walked nearly 20, 000 steps with high heels, and her legs already sore, Monica continued to follow.

They went to the ancient bridge with the police officers, who turned to Rowan and asked for confirmation, "You two are a couple, right?"

"Yes."

"Is your relationship deep? Did you have any quarrels before the incident?"

"No quarrels." Rowan was helpless but patient, "We have a great relationship, Officer. You don't need to suspect me. Really, the most important thing is to replace her. I suggest sealing off the entire ancient town so that the criminals can't take her away!"

He was somewhat emotional, even making some gestures, but his upbringing told him to restrain himself.

"Mr. Watson, the entrance has been sealed off. Our principle of handling cases is not to let any suspicious person go. It's not that we suspect you, but we can't rule out the suspicion of you either." Rowan was speechless. At that moment, he wished he were a god.

Tristan glanced at Rowan, trying to see something from his handsome face, as the culprit of a high IQ crime often didn't look like a criminal. But Tristan also had a feeling that Claire's disappearance had nothing to do with Rowan.

Soon, everyone went up the steps and arrived at the place where Rowan had last seen Claire. Rowan described the scene in detail again, and the police officer took notes carefully. Tristan noticed the clear river. With his height, he could easily climb over the railing. He thought about Claire's height and looked at the river with furrowed brows.

Below was a calm surface... But it seemed to hide something unusual, and the possibility of falling into the water couldn't be ruled out.

"Could she have fallen into the water?" Monica blurted out. She looked around and found that there were no surveillance cameras in this location!

"But the railing is not low, and a perfectly fine person shouldn't suddenly fall into the water, right?"

One of the police officers said, "Moreover, this girl was in a good mood, didn't quarrel with her boyfriend, and didn't have depression. Even if she fell into the water, she should have floated back up." Another officer crouched down. He carefully examined the scene and found no signs of a struggle. "The footprints are not very clear, but you can see that more than one person has been here." Everyone else crouched down as well.

"I don't think the footprints are clues. This is a public area, and the restroom is on this side. It's normal for people to come and go," the officer analyzed.

Tristan leaned on the railing, staring at the river with a blank expression, his eyebrows slightly furrowed and his eyes becoming deeper. Monica stood up, her gaze falling on his side profile. Today, there was no sun, and the light was dim, making his jawline even more distinct.

He was worried about Claire.

And Monica was worried about him. She wanted to share his worries but was powerless to do so.

After everyone had finished examining the scene, they continued searching separately. Time passed by, and soon it was night. Several hours had passed, but there was still no news. Rowan, Tristan, and Monica sat in an open-air restaurant. The owner served them three fragrant plates of fried rice.

They were all hungry, but they had no appetite. Their hearts were filled with worry for Claire, and no one touched the food.

"Let's eat something first." Rowan looked up at them and started eating, "Not eating or drinking won't change the situation." His face was filled with disappointment, and deep in his heart was self-blame.