Lester shook his head: "For now, I don't know either."
His fingers gently massaged his temples, looking somewhat troubled.
"The three or four Princes vying for the throne, including several rebel armies, all could potentially attack Brown.
"And the biggest suspect is George, but everyone knows George wouldn't dare to brazenly assassinate Brown like this."
Yang Fei nodded, suddenly remembering Helen's peculiar expression, and came up with an idea.
"I suppose Princess Helen might know something."
At that moment, a clear voice came from behind them.
"Indeed, before the incident, I did know something."
Yang Fei and Lester turned around, and it was Helen.
At this moment, Helen was wearing a neatly tailored white casual suit and a wide-brimmed sun hat.
Her enchanting face captivated all who saw it, with her eyes glinting.
Lester smiled: "Helen is here, haven't seen you in a while."
