Chapter 178
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Physical and mental assault will defeat the most hardened criminals.
It was a very different existence, normally it wouldn't be easy to take out and use on a prisoner like that.
Mrs. Ivory and her daughter smiled with satisfaction.
Allen waved his hand, he signaled his subordinates to escort Bertha into the cell.
Bertha curled her lips, motionless, not struggling, nor objecting.
Seeing several policemen about to drag Bertha away, Derek stood up to stop him. In his deep black eyes was cold brutality, the murderous aura radiating from his body made people afraid, like a sign of an approaching storm.
'You dare touch her?"
Hearing that, Bertha silently raised her eyebrows.
Oh, him being like this means he can't stand it anymore, has he finally put on the mantle of brutality?
Allen's face was very ugly, and Derek's words were despised by people.
"Who do you think you are? We are working, it's not your turn to open your mouth, take her away."
He waved his hand, and the policemen in the room walked over, their appearance sure to immediately lead Bertha away.
Derek was so angry that he went crazy.
Before he could open his mouth to answer, suddenly a man's cold, considerate voice came from outside the door.
'Allen, you are majestic."
When Allen and the other policemen heard this voice, they were immediately surprised. Allen straightened his back a bit, his whole body stiff.
Bertha's expression instantly darkened.
That person appeared at the right time.
Derek's face gradually recovered from its wild look, he fell silent and sat down in his chair.
As soon as he heard this voice, he knew who it was, and his handcuffed hand unconsciously tightened.
Bertha is a beautiful person, even the bodyguards next to her prioritize choosing handsome people.
Derek still remembers how handsome this man was.
Will Bertha…
His dark black eyes instinctively looked towards Bertha.
But he discovered that Bertha's attention was not on this matter at all. Also, it seemed like she was a bit upset about this, her appearance was very unhappy.
The door opened.
The man entering was wearing a dark blue fleece jacket, with an imposing military uniform underneath the jacket.
His whole body is strong and straight, his facial features are exquisite, his nose is high and straight, and his elongated phoenix eyes are slightly narrowed, not angry but serious.
And the most amazingly beautiful thing was his deep blue eyes like gems, making his whole body a little more evil. His appearance is even more perfect than a woman's.
As soon as he entered, Allen and all the policemen inside bowed to him with much respect.
'Hello, Mr. Bruno."
He is the fourth young master of S city's Felix's house, Bruno Felix.
When people met him, they would all call him 'sir'. He is the head of the secret investigation office, with an extremely high military rank.
Allen was filled with fear and walked over to greet Bruno. He thought of a hundred things but didn't understand why Bruno came here.
The only people who are more qualified to speak up than Bruno are Fawn and the mysterious leader of the National Investigation Bureau.
But no one has ever seen the mysterious leader's true face, even his true identity and background are a mystery. After he went on some mission many years ago, there was no more news of that person.
Allen withdrew his thoughts and bent slightly towards Bruno. 'Why did you come here? You should have informed us in advance, we would have prepared in advance. Now, please sit here."
Bruno didn't react to him at all.
The interrogation room turned on the heater so it was hotter inside than outside. Bruno took off his coat, gave it to his subordinate, then walked towards Bertha.
Only then did Bertha notice him.
His handsome face gradually became imprinted in her memory as a child.
Her beautiful eyes were slightly startled, her expression was a bit complicated, and she called out softly.
'Bruno?"
Bruno smiled back, his eyes were like a vast, deep blue sea of stars.
Zillah and her mother looked on in bewilderment.
Derek was even more speechless.
He felt like there was a mouthful of blood blocking his throat.
Originally, he was worried whether Bertha would ever be interested in Bruno's face, but it turned out that they had known each other for a long time.
She even called him by his name in such an intimate way.
Derek was weak and pale, he bit his lower lip so hard that it bled, the feeling of suffocation was beyond words.
Derek saw Bruno step in front of Bertha, his eyes were gentle, he reached up to touch her small face, but she did not shy away.
Derek instinctively stretched out his hand. He suddenly grabbed Bertha's arm, wanting to direct her attention to himself.
"What is going on?"
Bertha asked.
Small drops of water appeared in his deep black eyes, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and his handsome face was filled with self-pity.
'Bertha, I don't feel well… I… it hurts…"
While presenting, Bertha noticed a dark red blood stain on his lip. Coupled with this weak expression, it seemed like he was not pretending.
'Where does it hurt?"
Derek was stunned, and without thinking he immediately raised his hand.
"My hands hurt…"
Under the handcuffs, his wrist was also bloody and swollen, looking extremely ugly.
Not only did Bertha not feel hurt, but her expression turned cold.
Did he also forget that she was also wearing electronic handcuffs? His hand was swollen because he did it himself.
She said nothing, her red lips pursed, her eyes fixed on Derek.
But Bruno reacted first, his tone coldly sweeping towards Allen. 'You dare use handcuffs on them? Who taught you the method of investigating this case?"
Allen's face turned white with fear, he lacked confidence as he spoke. 'Mr. Bruno, both of them are suspects, so…"
Bruno's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, he emphasized each word. 'Remove their handcuffs."
'Yes."
