Chapter 987

Inside the National Investigation Bureau office, Elliot was reviewing recent testimonies from various Individuals.

Jacob knocked and entered, standing respectfully in front of Elliot’s desk.

“Mr. Jenkins,” Jacob began.

Elliot did not bother to look up, focusing on the testimonies in his hands.

He asked in a low tone, “What is it?”

Jacob stood with his hands behind his back. “Mr. Jenkins, you’ve interrogated Mr. Romello for two days now. He’s the deputy chief, after all. After the recent tragedy at his home…”

“Cut the chatter,” Elliot interrupted impatiently, glancing up at Jacob. “If you can’t reach the point within five sentences, be prepared to endure an afternoon of hellish training in my office.”

Jacob shivered.

He knew about the last time when Elliot tortured Romello for an entire afternoon in his afternoon. After all, he had to escort Romello back to the Nicholls residence afterward.

He could not bear that kind of torment.

He raised a finger,

w counting his

sentences, about to speak, when Elliot coldly reminded.

him, “You’ve already spoken four sentences. You only have one more chance with your last

sentence.”

Jacob was in disbelief.

Four sentences?

Did a pause count as a sentence?

Knowing Elliot’s no–nonsense demeanor, he did not

are to argu

Getting straight to the point, Jacob said, “According to protocol, Mr. Romello is a public servant,

and with the recent bereavement in his family, you have to release him to handle his family

matters if you can’t prove his involvement in this case within three days,”

He finished his statement in one breath, not daring to pause until he was done.

he was done, he breathed a sigh of relief afterward.

staring at Jacob with

and we haven’t even resorted to any forms of coercion yet.

Impatient too quickly.

tried to rebut, “Mr. Jenkins, but

the case by the end of the day, I’ll let him go handle his mother’s affairs

you for understanding, Mr. Jenkins,” Jacob said respectfully,

Jacob departed,

of Lionel from the corner of his eyes but did not look

Elliot and handed something

holding and took a look. It was a

then lifted

smile, hoping for

to get the

stared at him. “That’s quick.

up to recently

but he

me

Lionel responded, happy from the

his account with seriousness. “Marius mentioned that it

When he returned home, he unexpectedly found Mr. Abbott burying things in the backyard with all the bodyguards and servants

twirling his

his narrative, Elliot

in the interrogation room, let’s wrap up these. unpleasant matters today. If he’s hoping for

stood up with a stern gaze and headed

and escorted Into the

Insisted on personally questioning him.

brought into the room,

room was dimly lit with only a faint warm light from above. The walls

drenched in sweat, feeling mentally drained and tortured, unsure of

the large iron door of the interrogation room swung open.

casually, sitting at the head of the

why have you arrested me? I don’t know

looked at him with

don’t know anything. Eventually, they can’t withstand the pressure and choose to confess. Mr. Abbott, are you going to confess

over, unable to control

steady

cunning and would use all sorts of psychological tactics once

his words could be trusted.

your

If you change your tune later,

demeanor, the threat was

nodding in agreement.

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