"My people found two batches of gold bars under the floor tiles in the back room. How did you get them there?"
Lucie was taken aback. After leaving home for an afternoon, she didn't expect Malcolm to dig out the things she had hidden so secretly.
She swallowed nervously and didn't speak.
Malcolm added, "Lucie, don't try to fool me. Every inch of your house has been inspected by MIB. Even if we need to keep digging, we can find what we want."
When Lucie heard this, she became even more frightened.
"I... my husband and son get back the money they earn every year, and let me keep it. This is regular money. Is it against the law?"
Malcolm shook his head.
Lucie was about to breathe a sigh of relief when she heard him say again. "I'm not sure. If they really earn the money by normal means, it's not against the law. But if you use some crooked methods to get such a large amount of money, then you're breaking the law. According to this huge amount, you will definitely go to jail."
Lucie waved her hands again and again, "I didn't do anything bad. Don't arrest me. I'm just an ordinary village woman. Mr. White, please let me go."
Malcolm sighed and was impatient for her lies.
Getting up and walking to a table, he poured himself a cup of warm water, and drank half of it lightly.
"Your son is dead, and he has been dead for a long time. He didn't even have a chance to grow up. How could he go to work in the city? You have a bad relationship with your husband, and he left you. He hasn't come back for several years. You've been lying to us these days."
"You usually make a little money by picking vegetables and selling eggs, and you can barely make ends meet. Suddenly there is such a large amount of gold bars. If we don't doubt, whom else can we doubt?"
He stated in a calm tone. Being expressionless, he picked up the glass again, poured a glass of water for Lucie, and brought it to her hand politely.
Lucie didn't dare to pick it up at all. She was so terrified.
Malcolm didn't persuade her either. Seeing that she refused to take it, he put the glass of water back on the table.
"I am patient with you. When you are willing to tell the truth, you can leave here. I just don't know if you don't go back for a month, will the chickens in your backyard starve to death?"
He smiled lightly, straightened the cuffs of his coat, turned around and left.
Lucie panicked, and stopped him with a trembling voice, "Mr. White, please don't be like this... I, I can't say.I will die if I say it. They are too ruthless. They can even get things like guns. They will definitely kill me."
She started to cry as she spoke, sounding very sad, "My marriage is not happy. My son has not grown up. My life is boring and tedious, but I still don't want to die. Life is always more hopeful, isn't it ?”
"I was hoping that after sending Lyra away, I would take those gold bars to the bank in the city to exchange them, then go to the countryside to buy a two-story villa, and spend the rest of my life alone with the rest of the money. I don't want to get involved in the case."
"Can you let me go? Don't push me anymore. I don't know anything..."
She buried her face in her hands, and began to cry sadly. With her psychological pressure, she was really about to collapse.
Malcolm stopped by the door, turned around and walked back. Looking at her for a long time, he then said, "You have been taken away by NIB. The fugitive suspect who gave you the gold bars must know it. Do you think if you don't say anything, I'll let you go go back, and you can be alive?"
If he let her go now, she will really die.
She was the only one living in the barren mountains. She was still a weak woman. If she was killed and buried quietly at home, probably no one would know about it.
Lucie fell silent, and soon understood what Malcolm meant, and cried even more sadly.
She didn't want to die, really!
Malcolm sat back in the chair again, lowered his tone and said, "Tell me the truth you know. Only I can keep you alive. You saved Rara. I am grateful to you. I will not do anything to hurt you. Please believe me."
Lucie stopped crying, looked up slowly, and met his eyes.
...
The night gradually fell.
Malcolm went to the lab in the dark.
Although they had only been away for a few hours, the two little kids were very lively. After they hadn't seen their mother for such a long time, they might be too excited to sleep tonight.
It didn't matter if the two of them jumped through the laboratory ward, but they just can't tire their mother.
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