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

looked up, staring at Jacob with a

resorted to

Impatient too quickly.

rebut, “Mr. Jenkins,

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

Jenkins,” Jacob said

Jacob departed,

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

something over,

finally set aside the papers he was holding and took a look.

closely, then lifted

wore a sheepish smile, hoping for praise.

to get the information out of Marius.”

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

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

was typically reserved during work, but he

Tell me all the details.”

responded, happy from the

began his account with seriousness.

unexpectedly found Mr. Abbott burying things in the backyard with all the bodyguards and servants present.

attentively, twirling his

his narrative, Elliot scoffed.

matters today.

a stern gaze and headed toward

time being handcuffed and escorted Into the Interrogation room.

had Insisted on personally questioning

brought into the room,

lit with only a faint warm light from above. The

mentally drained and tortured, unsure of when

the large iron door of the interrogation room

of the

you arrested me? I

him with

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

all over, unable to control the shaking of

steady his

use all sorts

his words

answer your questions honestly. I won’t hide

you just said. If you change your tune later,

casual demeanor, the

nodding

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