"Not yet." Gavin replied, feeling depressed. Then he added, "They ask you to go to the police station."
"Okay, I will go to see those idiots." Marcus sneered.
Last time, they investigated him for a long time, but they failed to give him a clear explanation. Instead, they were rendered speechless by him. Was it another farce this time?
Marcus frowned. Then he was pushed out of the office by Gavin.
In the interrogation room of the police station.
The white light shone on Marcus' handsome face, reflecting a faint shadow.
The two cops sitting across the table were the two who interrogated him last time. They were suppressed by his strong aura last time. Today, they treated him mildly.
One of cops handed the identification report to Gavin, who was standing behind Marcus, motioned him to check it, and said calmly, "Marcus, we compared the wheelchair you are using with the wheelchair left at the murder scene and found that these two are exactly the same."
Marcus pursed his lips tightly. He smiled seemingly, which made people unable to guess his true thoughts.
"So?" He suddenly sneered.
Hearing his sarcasm, the cop straightened his jaw instantly. He looked so solemn.
Marcus was really hard to deal with. Last time he was so calm when the witness and physical evidence were all available. Judging from his attitude today, it was also difficult to let him admit.
The cop took a deep breath, cleared his throat, and said in a deep voice, "Neither the wheelchair that was thrown away nor the handkerchief left at the scene have no your fingerprints on it, but there are no others’ fingerprints."
Marcus frowned and pulled a long face. His eyes were staring forward motionlessly.
"I want the conclusion!" His tone was tough.
"This is the law. You must abide by it!" The cop finally couldn't bear it. He showed his true face, and suddenly raised his voice, trying to suppress Marcus.
Marcus frowned deeply. He exuded a sense of killing. His cold and tough tone made others feel creepy.
"The purpose of the law is to protect the property and freedom of citizens. You have wasted my tax money. Now, you are trying to restrict my personal freedom. I think the people who break the law are you!"
After finishing speaking, Marcus turned the wheelchair and left the interrogation room without waiting for the police to reply, leaving only a domineering and decisive back.
The police were so furious. However, this time, they still couldn't find the right words to refute him.
Marcus and Gavin came out of the police station. Gavin pushed Marcus into the special luxury car and then he sat in passenger seat. As the engine sounded, the black car began to drive towards the Clinton’s.
As the car entered the road in front of the Clinton’s, Gavin saw a petite figure walking towards them along the road from a distance. She walked very fast, looking like be exercising.
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