347: Things Are Not Simple

Things Are Not Simple

The person on the other end paused before continuing, "… When a life is on the line, bail cannot be granted. He's worried that Miss Nora will escape after being bailed out."2

Escape…

Joel frowned.

This order should not have been given for an ordinary girl. It was more suitable to be given to fugitives and murderers!

They were afraid that she would find an opportunity to escape. Once she was arrested, she would be detained for 24 hours and would not be let go of.

What was Nora's identity?

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The interrogation room in the police station was cold. It was surrounded by metal walls and doors.

The two police officers stared at the woman sitting opposite them. One of them slowly said, "Miss Nora, even if you don't admit it, Old Maddy is indeed on the verge of death. If something happens to him, you won't have a good time!"

However, the woman was lying on the chair made for interrogation. She had her head tilted and her eyes closed as she pretended to sleep.

The two police officers looked at each other. One of them couldn't help but frown. "I know. Are you stalling for time? Waiting for the Smiths' lawyer to bail you out? But even so, you hurt his life. Don't you have anything to say?"

As a police officer, he hated these people from wealthy families who treated human lives as nothing.

The two police officers were very righteous.

They saw Old Maddy being taken away by the ambulance with their own eyes and heard the housekeeper and servants of the Smiths say that Nora insisted on treating Old Maddy.

They even found long silver needles in Old Maddy's residence.

Everyone had heard of acupuncture. They were used in alternative medicine.

But they had never seen any needles that long…

In particular, Captain Ford had specially instructed that if Nora was ever involved with someone's life, she must be detained and watched.

This meant that she was definitely a dangerous person.

Therefore, the two of them looked at Nora fiercely. "Miss Nora, please cooperate with our investigation!"

Nora still did not speak.

At this moment, she heard footsteps at the door.

It was the sound of leather boots stepping on the floor. The person's every step was powerful as he stopped at the entrance of the interrogation room.

The two police officers hurriedly stood up and opened the door.

Creak.

The door was opened and Morris stood there like an ice cube.

His pitch-black eyes were filled with coldness. Just by standing there, one could feel fear, as if the black-faced King of Hell had descended.

The two police officers greeted him respectfully, "Captain Ford."

Morris nodded and walked in. As he entered, he checked the dossier in his hand. It was obvious that he was looking at this case. He asked, "What's the situation now?"

"The suspect has not confessed. She insisted that she was indeed treating the victim."

The police officer replied.

Morris nodded again. He walked to the front of the interrogation room and sat down. Only then did he look up at Nora.

His dark eyes made it difficult for others to read his mind, but the gaze he used to stare at Nora was cold. "Miss Nora, are you waiting for the Smiths' lawyer or the Hunts' lawyer? They can't come in. Now, I need you to cooperate with our investigation."

When Nora saw him, she slowly sat up straight.

She narrowed her eyes and finally sensed that something was different.

She had originally thought that it would at most be an issue of practicing medicine without any certification, but as long as she took out the proof of Anti's identity, everything would be fine.

But she did not expect it to involve Morris.

This man was not an ordinary police officer! He belonged to a mysterious special department!

This special department seemed to have a very high status in New York. Looking at the two police officers' attitudes toward Morris and the team leader waiting respectfully at the door for Morris's instructions, one could tell.

Nora raised her eyes. Under her long eyelashes, her eyes gradually became serious. "Captain Ford, what do you want to ask?"

Morris was very pleased with her cooperation. He asked directly, "May I ask, how did you treat him? Did you use any drugs? If you did, you need to give us the names of these drugs. We need to do a detailed examination."

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