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 a

days, and we haven’t even resorted to any

Impatient too quickly.

“Mr. Jenkins, but Mr.

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

Jacob said respectfully, bowing

as Jacob departed, Lionel entered.

of Lionel from the corner of his eyes but

and handed something over, placing

the papers he was holding and took a look.

inspected it closely, then lifted his

smile, hoping for praise.

the

quick. How did you manage that?”

did my homework on everything he’s been up to recently and found that despite being brothers with Romello, they have some underlying tensions. A little

during work, but he

me all

responded, happy from the praise.

his throat, he began his account with seriousness. “Marius

Mr. Abbott burying things in the backyard with

twirling

Lionel finished his

is already getting impatient in the interrogation room, let’s wrap up these. unpleasant matters today. If he’s hoping for an

a stern gaze and headed toward the

first time being handcuffed and escorted Into the Interrogation

had Insisted on personally questioning

brought into the room, he spent the entire morning

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

sweat, feeling mentally drained and tortured, unsure of when

of

the head of the table several meters away from Frank.

why have you arrested me? I don’t

looked at him

can’t withstand the pressure and choose to

unable to control the shaking of his legs,

fought to steady his mind.

would use all sorts of psychological

his words could be trusted.

promise to answer your questions honestly.

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

seemingly casual demeanor, the threat was obvious.

nodding in

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