The the most elite and competent police officers at the entire police department were all transferred over to investigate this matter.
However, it took a day and there was no progress in the case.
Nil gave an ultimatum. Only three days, the person behind the curtain must be uncovered.
A young head of the police department was sitting in his office and was anxious as hell.
He reviewed the current information of the investigation and kept sighing and drinking coffee.
He was worried by the fact that no suspicious person had been identified for the time being.
Malcolm suspected Paul, but Paul's identity was special. If there was no solid evidence to charge him, the police department could not conduct a full investigation to him.
After all, with his status as a noble Owhil count in the picture, if they rushed to screen him, it would affect diplomatic relations between Atria and Owhil.
However, if they did not check Paul, it was not easy to explain to Malcolm.
Again, this will affect the diplomatic relations between Atria and Crana.
In the end, if nothing can be found, it was even more difficult to explain to Nil, then he had to step down from this position.
They were all not easy to mess with, so he simply felt it troublesome.
Looking at the messy and clueless pile of information, he was already smoking his third cigarette.
It was at the most annoying time when there was a knock on the office door.
"Come in." He shouted impatiently.
The person who pushed in the door was an uniformed police officer.
"There is a lady at the door. She says she understands the incident and can help you."
"Help me?"
He tugged at his collar in annoyance and grunted softly in disdain, "Which lady?"
"She identified herself as Mr. Earl Hoare's girlfriend, Miss Windsor."
Yo, another big shot.
"Bring this Miss Windsor in and go make a cappuccino and bring it over."
"Yes."
Within minutes, Anne was led into the office by a police officer.
The young police department director invited her to the sofa and took her seat.
She smiled warmly and brightly, and did not pretend to be polite.
"Miss Windsor, you came over with evidence to provide?"
Anne nodded, "I know what you're anxious about right now. I have a way to combine the three parties that have caused you trouble, give everyone a satisfactory answer, and definitely keep your position as the director."
He grimaced and was a little less convinced. After all, the woman in front of him was too young, but she looked simply beautiful.
In the absence of a better choice now, he chose to listen, "Tell me about it."
Anne's makeup was exquisite. Her smile was seductive, and her face looked simply lovely.
From her eyes, no one knew she had a malicious heart.
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