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.

statement report. He caught Nico’s entrance from the corner

front of Cedrick’s desk and stretched his arm out

then did Cedrick set down the report and glanced

intact transparent

for the tube and studied it in detail before meeting Nico’s

a silly smile as though fishing for praise, Nico said, “Cedrick, I managed

him. “That was quick. What

empathize with emotions and knock some sense into him with proper reasoning. I checked everything he did as of late and found he had bad blood with Craig, despite being biological brothers. A

beans.

during work, but a rare,

moment.

did good. Tell me the

“Sure thing, Cedrick.”

delight intensified at

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

listened carefully as he fiddled

his patience in the interrogation room, let’s settle all these dreadful matters by today. I’m afraid he’ll have to wait

up from his chair and headed out

gaze.

Karl a

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

didn’t show up for

overhead. The walls were painted pitch black. The entire room

the dim glow, the pressure Karl

bullets as he waited in the room. His mental state began to weaken

pressure.

his torture would come

door to the

the table, and stared at Karl from a

you detain me, Mr. Jenson?

him with amusement. “Everyone who came in here said the same thing. They claimed to know nothing, yet would choose to confess in the end when they broke under pressure. I’ll let you choose. Do you want to come clean or go

His legs began to shake like a

best to keep

kinds of psychological tactics once he has a suspicion in mind.

you want, Mr. Jenson. I’ll answer you truthfully and won’t hide anything

You promised to speak the truth. The law won’t be so kind

but his

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