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.

by the General, he had no choice but to do this in order to save himself. Otherwise, he would

might indicate that Mr. Tucker had something to do with

were

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

to speak, right? It's okay. I can interrogate you until you're willing

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

walked out of the room

at that moment, displaying a call from Mr.

he answered the call and greeted respectfully, “Mr. Tucker. You haven't slept

was captured for no reason. His family is extremely worried. As

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

asking, “So, have you found out

Timothy muttered, “No.”

“What the heck are you doing? You've already locked him up

a

continued coldly, “Let me ask you again. Have you found any evidence showing that Weston has something to do

attacks against the General?”

his forehead, he replied,

long and don't even have any

his teeth. “Mr. Tucker, give me another night to interrogate him. If I still can't prove that Weston played a

a long silence on the other end

seemed that Boris was extremely unhappy with

while, he

he hung

his phone tightly and fell into

him to release Weston because he was being protective of his disciple, or because he had something

almost

take out some cigarettes.