"Bury… what is there to bury? There is nothing left."

Mr. Wood replied, "Bury her clothes. When a person dies, there must be a burial place so that loved ones can mourn."

Joe glanced at Shawn, frowned, and quickly thought of a way. "Okay."

He replayed the surveillance in the jewelry department conference room.

Before Gale died, she often held meetings here, and the camera recorded her voice, smile, and every move.

Joe cut out the part of Gale's speech in the video, put it next to Shawn's ear, and played it on a loop.

Only Gale's voice can wake up Shawn!

"My inspiration for this season's style comes from Summer..."

"The customers of Lovito are mainly young people in their twenties to thirties."

"Mr. Winter, what do you think? Or does it need to be decided by Mr. Wood?"

This move was very effective.

After playing it several times, Shawn's eyebrows and eyes moved.

They shouted in surprise, "Look, look!"

Joe turned up the volume again.

Gale's voice echoed throughout the ward!