Seeing those eyes, Ava was chicken-hearted! Not daring to meet his eyes.
She had come into contact with many vicious criminals, but this was the first time she encountered one like this.
“My superiors wouldn’t teach me these, and it’s not my duty to do them. What I do is killing wherever there is a villain. Killing is my hobby. I like watching those who try to offend me die!” Andrew said icily.
Feeling teased, Ava slapped the table and roared, “Be serious, I’m not joking to you.”
Andrew sneered, “I’m not joking with you either. Killing is my glory because I kill those who deserve to die.”
“You!” Ava was irritated, and she looked at the file in her hand again. Andrew was just an ordinary soldier. How could it be as mysterious as he said? It was as if he had fallen under a magic spell.
Of course, Andrew’s file was a forgery. If he hadn’t made a fake one, how could the Turner family care nought for him? Besides, he would have needed another identity as a disguise when he established the Seven League back then.
“Alright then, I’ll only ask you once. What exactly is it that you do?” Ava asked, staring into Andrew’s eyes.
Andrew cracked a smile and said, “I don’t think you’ll ever know it in your life that what I do.”
“Andrew, you…” Ava blew a gasket, and she slapped the table again.
Suddenly, Andrew asked, “Is your father’s name Albi Walsh?”
Ava trembled hearing this name. Her face changed, and she instantly yelled with a stern look, “Who the hell are you? Is that a name you can call?”
Albi was her father, who had become a soldier when she was very young and had entered the country’s most secretive military unit.
Three years ago, Albi died for his country, leaving behind only an urn.
Ava had aspired since she was a child to be a hero like her father.
Andrew looked at Ava and said tamely, “Why can’t I call it?”
Ava was about to say something else but was interrupted by Andrew, “Alright. Time’s up. I should go out.”
Saying this, he stood up.
Ava widened her eyes instantly. Andrew was too much, defying herself.
As she was about to rebuke Andrew angrily, the chief walked in from outside.
He looked Andrew up and down, saying, “May I ask if you are Mr. Stone?”
Andrew then nodded at this mettlesome chief and said, “I am!”
The chief’s face changed, and he said, “Ava, release him!”
Ava was stunned looking at the chief, and she glanced at Andrew again, saying, “But, chief, he had killed someone.”
The chief frowned and said, “There’s a misunderstanding in this matter. Mr. Stone only killed in legitimate self-defence! That doesn’t constitute a crime. Besides, that man had committed the crime of kidnapping with the intention of rapping, and he’s unforgivable.”
Andrew looked at Ava and said aloofly, “As I said, my time is up!”
As he finished speaking, Andrew put his hands in front of Ava. Although Ava did not object to the chief’s words, it seemed a bit hasty to do so.
But she said nothing and just silently unlocked the handcuffs on Andrew’s hands.
Andrew stood up and said to the chief, “Thanks!”
The chief nodded and said, “The society needs a righteous young man like Mr. Stone. Ava is still young, and there’s a lot for her to learn.”
“It was just a misunderstanding. Ava didn’t do anything wrong!” Andrew said as he got up and headed to the door.
As he walked to the door of the interrogation room, he looked back at Ava again and said meaningfully, “Your father is a hero.”
Ava was astonished, looking at Andrew inexplicably.
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