chapter 1290 You can go

Suicide?

Mateo wore an intrigued expression.

"Elaborate."

The worker from before sighed, "Boss, we don't know the specifics, we just heard arguing a couple of days ago."

"Indeed." Another worker chimed in, "It was a fierce argument. The police even came, but it's a family matter, so they didn't do much, just gave some advice and left."

Mateo nodded, stubbing out the cigarette in his hand, "Alright, this isn't our business. Let's go check on the goods."

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