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

looked up, staring at Jacob

even resorted to any forms

Impatient too quickly.

“Mr. Jenkins, but Mr. Romello-

Romello that if there’s no progress on the case by the

Mr. Jenkins,” Jacob said respectfully, bowing slightly before leaving Elliot’s office.

as Jacob departed, Lionel entered.

Lionel from the corner of his eyes but did not

and handed something over, placing it before him.

holding and took

then lifted his gaze to meet

wore a sheepish smile, hoping for

the information out of Marius.”

quick. How did you manage

on everything he’s been up to recently and found that despite being brothers

he actually

Tell me all the

responded, happy from

his account with seriousness. “Marius mentioned that it

Abbott burying things in the backyard with

listened attentively, twirling his wristwatch.

his narrative,

impatient in the interrogation room, let’s wrap up these. unpleasant matters today. If he’s hoping for an acquittal, he might have to wait for

up with a

Frank’s first time being handcuffed and escorted

Insisted on

into the room, he spent

only a faint warm light from above. The walls were dark and

drained and tortured,

large iron door of the interrogation room swung

the head of the table several meters away

Frank asked, “Mr. Jenkins, why have you arrested me? I don’t know anything.”

at him

in here claims they don’t know anything. Eventually, they can’t withstand the pressure and choose to confess. Mr. Abbott,

over, unable to control the shaking

steady his mind.

and would use all sorts of psychological tactics once he

his words could be

your questions honestly. I won’t hide

change your tune later, the law won’t

his seemingly casual demeanor, the threat was

nodding in

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