Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 178 Interrogation

As soon as those words were spoken, Nico received a furious glare from Maverick.

He knew he had been too impatient and had spoken out of turn. He consciously slapped himself on the face twice and apologized with his head low, “I’m sorry, Boss. I got carried away and didn’t mean to curse you.”

Nico did not hold back his strength with those two slaps, which caused the corners of his mouth to cut and bleed a little.

Although his eyes were red, his face was filled with displeasure.

Maverick had no energy to argue with him. He said in a weak and hoarse voice, “I’ll go back, but I need to take care of Gwendolyn’s matters first. Ask Swain to return first to inquire if there’s any antidote that can temporarily suppress S404. And find me a special ointment for removing scars.”

Nico was speechless. “At a time like this, you’re still worried about whether the wound will leave a scar? Is it really that important to make yourself look good? Your life is what matters.”

Maverick gave him a sinister look. He said in a cold tone, “Have you forgotten your punishment just now? Keep going.”

Nico gasped in shock. Not daring to waste any time, he fiercely slapped himself again, making his face even more swollen.

His boss did not stop him. When he was about to continue to slap himself, Maverick stopped him in a weak voice, “That’s enough.”

Nico rubbed his swollen face with an aggrieved expression that seemed to accuse his boss of being heartless.

All his mind is only focused on pursuing his wife. He neglected the group of brothers who had risked their lives with him.

He’s inhumane when it comes to love.

Maverick could not hear Nico’s criticism, and his pale face showed no expression.

He felt somewhat drained all over after having spoken too much. With Nico’s help, he lay back down on the bed to rest.

Maverick wanted to remove the scars because he noticed that Gwendolyn seemed to really appreciate a man’s physique, especially the abdominal and back muscles. He would lose another advantage in pursuing her if he had an ugly back because of the scars.

After that, the ward became exceptionally quiet.

Nico stood there obediently while rubbing his wounds aggrievedly.

Maverick was dozing off lying on his side but frowned to endure his pain.

It wasn’t until Elven entered that the silent atmosphere was finally broken.

Upon seeing Nico, Elven was slightly surprised. As he placed the packed breakfast on the bedside table, he asked, “When did you get here, Nico?”

Nico remained silent.

Elven approached him and took a glance at him.

When he looked closely at Nico, he was shocked.

you get hurt like this? Who

a weak patient. It was impossible for

table and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He said annoyingly, “It’s nothing. I

Elven gulped nervously.

that he even hit himself? That’s

consciously lowered his presence and helped Maverick

a glance at Nico as he asked, “What are you doing

have something to do, so I’ll leave first. Mr. Wright, you should rest well. Elven,

right,” Elven

of the public security division at the police station, personally went to the luxurious single cell

the inconvenience of staying

him smile ingratiatingly, Gwendolyn felt a bit puzzled.

Matthew chuckled.

in self-defense although your defensive measures were somewhat excessive. However, you can settle

Federal Bureau of Investigation and Asher had released the words to protect Gwendolyn early in the morning. Once again, he was

of her luxurious

called and said that if you want to interrogate last night’s suspect, Wilbert Hoffman, you can do so at any time. We will fully

abruptly before furrowing

“Federal Bureau of Investigation?”

the highest right to speak in the country are backing you

pursed her lips while showing a

did not know anyone from the Federal Bureau of Investigation. Why would they want to

she was granted the privilege of

person who committed the crime last night is Wilbert

“Yes. This way, please.”

in a different direction, heading toward the end

the current head of the Federal Bureau of Investigation? Why haven’t I heard of him?

hes never shown up. There’s

ugly fece. As for his identity, it’s even more mysterious. I reckon

him with her beeutiful eyes while pondering his words

found themselves by the door where

instructed the police to

smell cell beceuse he would be brought

wes, curled up in the demp corner of the cell with his beck fecing the entrence. He remeined motionless es if

“Wilbert, weke up!”

nudged

There wes no response.

sensed thet something wes wrong. Just es she wes ebout to go in to check, she heerd the police inside shouting, “Mr.

the bleeding end

over to check Wilbert’s condition on the ground. “His body is still werm, so he hes just died not long ego. There ere no obvious fetel injuries on his body, but there’s e suspicious puncture wound on his neck. I’m

moment, then esked, “Who else ceme to visit

hes pessed through here

end excleimed, “Lock down the entire police stetion! No one is ellowed to

to