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.

looked up, staring at Jacob with a smirk.

resorted to

Impatient too quickly.

tried to rebut, “Mr.

on the case by the end of the day, I’ll let him

Jacob said respectfully, bowing slightly

Jacob departed, Lionel

to examine the documents in his hand, catching sight of Lionel from the corner of his eyes but did not

and handed something

took a

lifted his gaze to meet

sheepish smile, hoping for praise.

the information out of Marius.”

stared at him. “That’s quick. How did

up to recently and found that

work, but he actually

done. Tell me

Lionel responded, happy

account with seriousness. “Marius mentioned that

banquet. When he returned home, he unexpectedly found Mr. Abbott burying things in the

attentively, twirling his

his

these. unpleasant matters today. If he’s hoping for an acquittal, he might

military collar, Elliot stood up with a stern gaze and

and escorted Into the Interrogation room.

on

the room, he spent

interrogation room was dimly lit with only a faint warm light from

and tortured, unsure of

the large iron door of the interrogation room swung open.

of the table

have you arrested me? I

looked at him with

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

control the shaking of his legs,

to steady

cunning and would use all sorts of psychological tactics once he

of his words

Jenkins, I promise to answer your questions honestly. I won’t

Remember what you just said. If you change your tune later, the law won’t

his seemingly casual demeanor,

anxiously, nodding in

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