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 breathed

staring at Jacob with

resorted to any forms of coercion yet. You’re getting

Impatient too quickly.

tried to rebut, “Mr. Jenkins,

progress on the case by

thank you for understanding, Mr. Jenkins,” Jacob said respectfully, bowing slightly before

Jacob departed,

in his hand, catching sight of Lionel from the corner of his

Elliot and handed something over,

papers he was holding and took

lifted his gaze to meet Lionel’s.

sheepish smile, hoping

I managed to get the information out of Marius.”

at him. “That’s quick. How did you manage that?”

did my homework on everything he’s been up to recently and found that despite

he actually smiled

Tell me

responded, happy from the

began his account with

Abbott burying things in the backyard with all the bodyguards and servants present. He grew suspicious and…”

attentively, twirling his wristwatch.

his narrative,

wrap up these. unpleasant matters

his military collar, Elliot stood up with a stern gaze

first time being handcuffed and

on personally questioning

room, he spent the entire morning there

a faint warm light from above. The walls were

mentally drained and

large iron door of the interrogation room swung

sitting at the head of the

Jenkins, why have you arrested me? I

looked at him with

the pressure and choose to confess. Mr. Abbott, are you going to confess directly, or do we have to follow

control the shaking of his legs,

to steady his

cunning and would use all

his words could be

answer your questions honestly. I won’t hide

you just said. If you change your tune later, the

casual demeanor,

gulped anxiously, nodding in

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