After divorce I am a billionaire novel Chapter 608

Malcolm narrowed his eyes sharply, thought for a while, but did not speak.

The police officer looked up at him uncertainly, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Malcolm, am I bringing Mr. Ryan to your office, or are you going to see him in the single room?"

Malcolm didn't answer this question, but said, "I see, go out and do your job."

Um?

The policeman was stunned. What was his answer?

He didn't directly agree it so it should mean that he didn't see him, right?

"Okay."

After the police officer left, Malcolm refocused on the document that Chad brought.

Regarding the old news from more than 20 years ago, there was only a black and white news picture, which was a photo of the scene of the car accident.

The luxury car was crushed and caught on fire, and even the expensive car with a high safety factor suffered serious damage, which showed how tragic the people in the car were at the time.

But there was only one car of the victim in the news. What about the other car driven by the culprit?

Was it a truck, a bus, or a small car?

It was impossible for a car of an ordinary brand to cause such a big car accident damage to the luxury car that parents were riding in.

Was it possible that the other party was also a luxury car?

Was the attacker an influential figure in Crana?

But these were just his conjectures, without any evidence to prove it.

Ryan asked to see him, and he would go, but he had to let Ryan wait for him to get rid of his cocky attitude.

*

Ryan was in the single room.

He grasped the railing and looked around, waiting for Malcolm to come over.

However, only the police officer who helped to inform came back, and there was no Malcolm.

Ryan was stunned for a while, then grabbed the policeman's arm, "Where's Malcolm? Where is he?"

"He is not free. There are a lot of things at hand, and he didn't say that he wants to see you."

Ryan was stunned, frowning in disbelief, "How could he not come? Doesn't he want to know the truth?"

The policeman calmly pushed his hand away, "If he wants to know something, he will go to investigate himself."

With the sound of footsteps gradually fading, the policeman left the corridor.

Ryan sat on the ground by the wall with a solemn expression.

Malcolm had already found clues, so there was no need to negotiate with him about this condition?

This idea was destroyed by Ryan in just one minute in his mind.

He took a deep and steady breath, "Impossible, absolutely impossible. The old man will not leak this matter. There is no investigation into what happened more than 20 years ago. Malcolm can only choose to negotiate with me."

This idea was very firm in his heart. Ryan calmly lit a cigarette and quietly waited for Malcolm to come to him.

If no evidence was found, it was impossible for Malcolm not to come to discuss the condition and it was just a matter of time.

Both sides were pondering each other's mind.

After an hour.

The door to the small single room was opened.

Hearing the movement, Ryan, who sat by the wall, didn't look up at all and didn't need to confirm to know who was coming.

"Malcolm, you are finally here. I thought you were not interested in the death of your parents so soon."

Malcolm was wearing a dark green military uniform, which looked solemn and upright.

With his hands in the trouser pockets, he looked extremely aloof. He slowly stepped into the room and brought over his cold aura together with him.

The police officer brought a chair and placed it in front of Ryan, ten paces away.