Both Jameson's and Carl's jaws dropped.

"What are the cops doing here? I don't care what you do. Just stop them from entering!" Carl commanded while he glared.

Jameson's bodyguard was drenched in sweat. "But... But they've already..."

Jameson lowered his head. He asked gloomily, "What's their team leader's name?"

"His last name is... Taylor."

Carl widened his eyes immediately. He looked nervously toward Jameson, who was looking emotionless.

Right at this moment, the hospital room door burst open, and Jameson watched Cyrus march in. He was casually dressed, and he had a frigid air about him.

"Hello, Mr. Schmidt. I believe I won't need to introduce myself again," Cyrus smirked coldly. That said, he still flashed his badge per his usual practice.

"It's been a while, Cyrus." The smile on Jameson's face was friendly and warm. There was not a single hint of wickedness in his smile.

"You don't have to address me in such a friendly manner."

Cyrus was an experienced criminal investigator. He was usually unfazed by all the diabolical criminals that he faced. It was only when he was before Jameson that he wouldn't be able to conceal the hatred in his eyes. He couldn't suppress the rage that was surging within him.

Jasper calling my name. As for you, it only puts me on tenterhooks. It makes me feel uncomfortable

noticeable gleam of viciousness flashed across

were people who knew how to hit a raw

what you're here for today, Chief Taylor. But Mr. Schmidt is currently unwell. His health will be affected by you people barging in like this. We can actually lodge a complaint about

me, I'm willing to cooperate with you. However, I'm not feeling well at the moment. At

"Hold up!"

his eyes, Cyrus waved his hand. Two officers rushed forward from behind him. They stood on Carl's left and right and

sue you for assaulting an

eyes turned dim. "What is the meaning of this, Chief

member of the public. You are being suspected of substance abuse and possession. We

a click, he slapped a handcuff

needs to be evidence in order to make an arrest!

came across Jameson's eyes.

any evidence? The

glanced down at the heinous man before him. He clenched his hands into tight fists. "Come with us,

was also summoned by the

employer. Adamantly, he denied that Jameson

the wee hours of the morning

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