In the office of the National Investigation Bureau.
Malcolm was reviewing the recent interrogation testimony of everyone.
Levi knocked on the door and came in, standing at the open space in front of his office table.
"Mr. Malcolm."
Malcolm didn't even raise his head, remained rea the testimony sheet in his hand, and inquired with his low tone, "What for?"
Levi had his hands clasped behind his back, "Mr. Malcolm, you've been locking Mr. Shane in the interrogation room for two days. He is, after all, the deputy director. And recently he had an accident at home. His mother ..."
"Cut the crap." Malcolm gave him an impatient look, "If you can't explain what you're here for in five sentences, prepare for the devil training in my office this afternoon."
Levi was flabbergasted.
The last time when Shane was left in Malcolm's office and tortured for an afternoon, he knew exactly what happened, and it was him who carried Shane back to the Callahan Residence afterwards.
For this kind of torture, he could not afford to suffer.
He held out his fingers, alertly began counting sentences, and was about to speak when Malcolm coldly reminded.
"You've just said four sentences. You only have the chance to say the last one."
Where did he say four sentences? Did he pause and it was counted as one?
Knowing Malcolm's character, he did not dare to argue but was straight to the point, "According to the rules, Mr. Shane is after all a civil servant and has bereavement, if you can't prove that he is indeed related to the case within three days, you have to release him back to deal with the funeral."
He finished his words in the same breath, not daring to have a single pause.
It was not until he finished that he took a long breath, as if he had come to life.
Malcolm raised his eyes, remained calm, gazed at him, and sneered, "It's only been two days. He hasn't even been lynched. So soon you're impatient."
Levi tried to argue, "Mr. Malcolm, Mr. Shane ..."
"Get out and tell Shane that by off duty, if there's still no progress on the case, I'll release him to go back and deal with his mother's affairs first."
"Okay, thanks Mr. Malcolm for being considerate."
Levi respectfully bowed, turned around and left Malcolm's office.
Just as he left, Chad arrived.
Malcolm continued to read the record in his hand, glanced at Chad, and did not raise his eyes.
Chad walked right up to him and handed something forward to him.
Malcolm then put down the record in his hand and took a look.
It was a complete clear glass tube.
He took it to examine it closely and looked up to see Chad.
Chad had a silly smile on his face which showed that he begged for praise, "Bro, I got it out of Timothy."
Malcolm's dark eyes gazed at him, "What did you tell Timothy that he could confess so quickly?"
He smiled mysteriously, "Be motive and reasonable at the same time. I have checked all his recent whereabouts. I found that although he and Shane brothers, there is a grudge. He simply can not afford to be provoked."
Malcolm, who had always been unsmiling at work, looked at Chad with a rare smile of relief.
"Well done, expand on that in detail."
"Okay."
Being complimented, Chad smiled happily.
He cleared his throat and began to state with a straight look, "Timothy said it was the day after the party. When he came home, he accidentally found Tom land-filled things in the backyard with all the bodyguards and servants. He felt it suspicious, so ..."
Malcolm listened attentively and fiddled with his watch.
When Chad finished his words, he sneered, "Since Shane is impatient in the interrogation room, then all these bad things will be solved within today. If he wants to get out of acquittal, I'm afraid it will happen his next life."
He straightened his uniform collar. His eyes were stern, and he got up and headed out the door.
"Come on, let's go visit Tom."
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