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.

breathed a

looked up, staring at Jacob with

days, and we haven’t even resorted to any forms of coercion yet. You’re getting

Impatient too quickly.

“Mr.

Elliot cut him off. “Tell Romello that if there’s no progress on the case by the end of the

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

as Jacob departed, Lionel

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

something over, placing

he was holding and took a look.

closely, then lifted his

sheepish smile, hoping

the information out

“That’s quick. How did you manage

on everything he’s been up to recently

during work, but he actually

me all the

responded, happy

account with seriousness. “Marius mentioned that it

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

listened attentively, twirling

finished his narrative,

up these. unpleasant matters today. If he’s

up with a stern gaze and headed

and escorted Into the

had Insisted on personally

brought into the room, he spent the entire morning there alone.

from

feeling mentally drained and tortured, unsure of

large iron door of the

strolled in casually, sitting at the head of

asked, “Mr. Jenkins, why have you

him with amusement.

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

over, unable to control

steady

Elliot was cunning and would use all sorts of psychological

words

answer your questions honestly. I

your tune

seemingly casual demeanor, the threat

nodding in

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