Salute To The General

Chapter 1658

For the next two days, Nathan continued going to the Royal Palace to visit his sick mentor.

However, he still did not manage to see his mentor, who was really ill. It was always Aunt Camilla who welcomed him when he visited.

As news about Nathan's second attack had been hushed up, only the higher-ranking officials of the cabinet and a handful of others knew about it.

Over the past two days, Timothy tapped on his investigative skills and tried his utmost best to discover the truth.

Weston had also been captured by the Secret Service.

With Timothy personally leading the team, they took turns interrogating him for two consecutive days and nights.

After two sleepless nights, anyone else would have already broken down and admitted to everything.

However, Weston came from a military background and was the boss of an international security company. Furthermore, his educational qualifications, mental acuity, and physical strength were top- notch.

Even though he was exhausted after two sleepless nights, he still forced himself to hold on. Not a single confession could be extracted from him.

Time ticked by and it was already the third night.

Timothy was still in the interrogation room at 1 a.m. Although he looked extremely haggard, he still stared at Weston, who was handcuffed at the interrogation desk, sternly and intently. He coldly

demanded, “Weston, you liaised with the Dark Lord's mercenaries, right? Who gave you those instructions? Who ordered you to help the Dark Lord's mercenaries infiltrate Brimmopolis?”

By then, Weston was already on the brink of losing consciousness. He forced a weak smile on his face and replied weakly, “No one liaised with me. My company focuses on international security. When foreigners come here, they seek us out for consultations and relevant information. What's the matter? Did the Dark Lord's men stir up any trouble?”

After a slight pause, he scoffed, “Hah! Even so, it has nothing to do with me. Mr. Carter, you can't possibly accuse me just because I met the Dark Lord's men once, right? We're both Mr. Tucker's disciples. Isnt it inappropriate of you to treat a fellow disciple of his like this?”

At the mention of Mr. Tucker, Timothy's expression changed.

pressured by the General, he had no choice but to do this in order to save himself. Otherwise, he would never willingly investigate someone related

he was afraid that the investigation might indicate that Mr. Tucker had something to do with this. In that case, he

thoughts were messed

like he was still far away from a mental breakdown. He would not

It's okay. I can interrogate you

that, he instructed his subordinates in the interrogation room to take turns interrogating Weston, not

he walked out

moment, displaying a call

a slight hesitation, he answered the call and greeted respectfully, “Mr. Tucker.

I heard my wife mention that Weston was captured for no reason. His family is extremely worried. As they can't get any information at all, they visited me to ask about it. He's my disciple like you, so I'm calling you to

with the Dark Lord's men. As we suspect that he has something to do with

an acknowledgment before asking, “So, have you found out anything from the

Timothy muttered, “No.”

“What the heck are you doing? You've already locked him up for two days, but still haven't

a loss for

coldly, “Let me ask you again. Have you found any evidence showing that

attacks against the General?”

forehead, he

have any evidence. Why aren't you releasing him yet? Let him go

gritted his teeth. “Mr. Tucker, give me another night to interrogate him. If I still can't prove that Weston played a role in the two attacks against the General, I'll release him immediately and give him an

was met with a long silence on the other

was extremely unhappy with his refusal to release

a while, he replied

hung up the

tightly

whether Mr. Tucker requested him to release Weston because he was being protective of his disciple, or because he had something to do with

internal dilemma almost tore Timothy

his pocket, wanting to take out some