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Chapter 555

Chapter 555

The remote control fell from Winter's hand. She stared at the TV with a pale face, Clark's hands were wearing cold handcuffs, his expensive suit also became crumpled, there was blood on his face, his hair was messy, and his handsome feminine face was expressionless ...

How is this ... possible?

No, it can't be!

Winter's eyes were red. She always knew Clark was doing something illegal, but she never knew it would be so severe ...

She didn't think that Clark had done such a heinous crime.

Forty-four people were all dead because of him.

Her head was pounding and she just felt a spinning.

She staggered to her feet and tried to head upstairs, she wanted to change clothes, she wanted to go to the police station ...

Yet she tilted her body ...

"Madam!" With a low cry from the butler, she fell to the ground ...

In the police station.

Clark sat coldly inside the interrogation room. His hands were handcuffed, his feet were shackled, as if to prevent him from escaping, and his body was surprisingly tied with rope.

behind the interrogation table,

me? I'm

a prisoner, Clark is still all evil, and does not put these police officers in

him impatiently, "In my place, you're a prisoner! Don't tell me about how great you used to be! Even if you're a big shot, when you come here, you're just a

Clark stared at them both grimly, and when he got out, the

were not worthy to show off their

"Age!"

asked for some

patiently answered, the next step of the interrogation began. "From when did you

need to see my lawyer, and my lawyer will help me

expressionless as he spoke, his attitude clearly carrying

police officer was so annoyed by Clark's refusal to admit

my lawyer." Clark lifted his eyes and glanced at him, not even taking

afraid

down and asked the

say anything,"

to drink, nor give him food to eat, and do not let him sleep. See how long he

"Yes."

So...

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of the interrogation room and

eating breakfast, the aroma of which

men were flooded with blood, but fortunately

up to Sylvia, “Miss Andrews, Clark confessed nothing. I decided to exhaust

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