Chloe Johnson, the murderer has been found 2.

"I'm not hot or thirsty; you go ahead and drink yours," Arnold Johnson said before finding a chair to sit down.

Seeing the expression on Arnold's face, Chloe Johnson had a bad feeling.

Nonetheless, she still smiled and said, "If that's the case, sit for a while, Arnold. I'll chat with you after I finish eating."

"Sure!" Arnold was not anxious at all.

Chloe nibbled at the little bit of green bean ice sand left in her bowl, her eyes occasionally flicking to Arnold as she wondered about his purpose for visiting her today.

After thinking for a while, Chloe couldn't figure it out, but she felt more settled in her heart.

No matter what, she had a unique place in Arnold's heart, and that was one reason he always indulged her.

"Arnold, I've finished eating. What did you come to see me for? Can you tell me now?" Chloe said with a smile, sitting on the chair next to him.