Chapter 307 Bombarding Them with Questions

I became cold and arrogant. While I was nervous during their first visit, I also felt resentful this time. The cops‘ attitudes, expressions, and tone annoyed me.

I’m curious, officers. What exactly are you investigating? Although I’m not a professional, I know you’ve missed some crucial questions, I don’t know if you intentionally avoided asking them or if you already have the answers,” I spoke with skepticism.

After a pause, I asked. “Why didn’t you ask me what Kennedy wanted to tell me?”

Immediately after asking that question, I stared at the officer to observe his reaction. As expected, he

was speechless.

The other officer awkwardly said, “That’s what we wanted to ask you next.”

Then let me ask you two something. Did you overlook this question on your previous visit? Or did you avoid asking it? Maybe you already know what he wanted to tell me?” My follow–up questions were

assertive.

this case involves me, can I know why you’re investigating the cause of Kennedy’s death? Didn’t

contacted

again, and I knew

know because it’s confidential. You only need to cooperate with our investigation,” the

officer said impatiently.

how your actions will impact me? You

the right to know what’s happening.

were about to retort, but I interrupted

but won’t tell me why. It makes me anxious, and I can’t eat or sleep properly. Don’t you realize that? I was unyielding as I stared at the two officers

conducting routine inquiries. Please don’t feel pressured,” the younger

more

I continued, “I want to know if Kennedy died in a

to you, it was a freak accident. If so, why are

after requesting

in where people die

formed my questions, hoping to get clues from the cops. After all, Kennedy was about to tell me about Atlas, yet the former died on his

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