Time Travelling: My Love from the Royal Family

Pearce hadn't been careful enough. He never suspected the cause of his son's death because he was too distraught by his loss, and so he was in no mood to think about it carefully. He had assumed that his son died of the accident, and it never occurred to him that someone had planned to murder his son.

"The coroner hasn't come yet. It will take more than your statement to persuade me. Maybe Alexander killed my son with the weapon."

Harper didn't let Pearce's words upset her. She turned to ask Matthew, "Matthew, how much strength does it take to stab a skull and penetrate it with such a thin weapon?"

"I would have to use thirty percent of my strength," Matthew answered.

"In other words, the one who killed your son must have known martial arts.

More accurately, he must have been quite good at martial arts." If the killer were not highly skilled in martial arts, then it would be risky to attack the victim with a needle or anything like that. If the killer had not been strong enough to put the weapon all the way into the victim's head, then the real cause of death would not remain a secret. But because the killing had been done so efficiently, the real cause of death would have remained a secret if Harper had not been so bold as to shave Pearce's son's head.

"Marquis Pearce, my brother Alexander is just nine years old, and his martial arts training began only half a year ago. Do you think he could stab your son's head with the weapon and make it sink completely below the surface of his head?"

Hearing this, Pearce was silent. Of course Alexander couldn't have done that. Moreover, his s

hat his sister had come to the River City to save him. Although his condition was terrible, he was still happy.

"Please take good care of my brother." Harper gave some money to the prison guard again. "I'll be here to take him out of the prison in a few days."

The prison guard was taken rather aback. After all, this prisoner was sentenced to death. But he quickly gleaned that some powerful people were involved in this, and that this prisoner would be replaced by someone else. He happily escorted Harper out and then changed the room for Alexander, and prepared good food for him. The little boy who had been so hungry for several days could finally have a good meal.

Matthew had been waiting outside. Seeing Harper come out, looking calm, he knew Alexander was fine. "Is everything all right with him?"

"According to Alexander, they had a dispute the other day. Alban Zhao initiated the fight. Alexander was so angry that he stood up and knocked him down. Then he fell down to the ground and didn't move any more. I must ask the secret guards if they found anything unusual."

"The secret guards said they didn't interfere when the two were arguing. They thought the fight was just a harmless spat between two kids. Later on, when they heard that one of the boys had died, they didn't find anything wrong. If the killer made any movement, my secret guards would have found out." Matthew was a little bit confused. The secret guards he had selected for this post were all first-class. If they hadn't find anything wrong, then the killer must be truly powerful, or he wouldn't have fooled his secret guards.