Cedrick was skimming through every witness’ recent statements in his office at the Federal Bureau of Investigation.

Jasper knocked at the door and entered the room. He stood at the empty spot in front of Cedrick’s desk.

“Mr. Jenson.”

Cedrick didn’t even lift his head. His gaze was still focused on the statement report in his hands. “Yes?” he questioned.

With his hands clasped behind his back, Jasper advised, “You’ve kept Mr. Craig in the interrogation room for two days, Mr. Jenson. He’s still the deputy director, after all. With his mother’s recent accident-”

“Quit spouting nonsense.” Cedrick shot Jasper an impatient glance and warned, “If you don’t explain why you’re here in five sentences, be prepared for a super-intensive training session at my office for the entire evening.”

Jasper’s body stiffened at the threat.

He recalled the torture he’d been through the last time Cedrick made him stay back at his office. Knowing he still needed to carry Craig back to the Newton residence on his back, he knew he couldn’t risk at training session at that point.

I can’t take another minute of that kind of torture.

He opened his palm, ready to count the number of sentences. Just as he opened his mouth, Cedrick coldly reminded. “You’ve already wasted four sentences earlier, so this is your final chance.”

Jasper was shocked.

When did I say four sentences? I remember it was three sentences and a pause. Wait. Did he count the pause as one

sentence?

Aware of Cedrick’s tenacity, he didn’t dare to refute and get straight to his point. “With the passing within Mr. Craig’s family, he’ll need to be released to handle the funeral proceedings if you can’t prove his involvement in the case within three days according to the rules and regulations since he is a civil servant.”

He expressed the entire paragraph in one breath, not daring to pause for even a second.

When he finished, he finally got to exhale a deep breath.

Cedrick coolly lifted his gaze to Jasper and smirked. “He had only been detained for two days, and we didn’t even rough him up for a confession. Yet he’s already losing his patience.”

Jasper refuted, “But Mr. Jenson, Mr. Craig-”

“Get out. Tell Craig if there’s no progress in the case before we get off work today, I’ll let him walk out of the room to handle his mother’s funeral proceedings.”

“All right. Thank you for your consideration, Mr. Jenson.”

Jasper bowed respectfully, turned around, and walked out of Cedrick’s office.

The minute he stepped out of the room, Nico came in.

the

and stretched

did Cedrick set down the report and

intact transparent

reached for the tube and studied it in

fishing for praise, Nico said, “Cedrick,

“That was

reasoning. I checked everything he did as

beans.

a rare, gratified smile played on his lips at

moment.

did good. Tell me

“Sure thing, Cedrick.”

delight intensified at the praise

narrated, “Lucas claimed he noticed Karl had led every household staff, including. the bodyguards, to bury something in the backyard. This was the day

as he fiddled with his

smiled coldly. “Since someone is losing his patience in the interrogation room, let’s settle all these dreadful matters by

the collar of his uniform, he got up from his chair and headed out

gaze.

Karl

Karl’s first time being brought into an interrogation room with a

show

shone down from overhead. The walls were painted pitch black. The entire room was dead silent as

the dim glow, the pressure

in the room. His mental state began to

pressure.

his torture

door to

a seat at the table, and

did you detain me, Mr. Jenson? I don’t

who came in here said the same thing. They claimed to know nothing, yet would choose to confess in

subtle threat. His legs began

his best

Cedrick is a cunning fellow. The latter will employ all kinds of psychological tactics once he has a

Jenson. I’ll answer you truthfully and won’t hide

be so kind to you if

his deep voice was twined with

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