Chapter 179
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A minute later, Derek and Bertha's handcuffs were removed.
Derek pulled Bertha's hand, he gently helped her rub her wrist.
The red mark on Bertha's wrist was very faint at first, but after a while, it was no longer visible.
Realizing that Derek had deceived her just now, Bertha angrily took her hand back, her eyes lazily looked forward, and she also did not look at Bruno. Her eyes were a bit complicated, I didn't know what she was thinking in her heart.
Bruno sat in Allen's interrogation chair, bowed his head, and flipped through the documents of this case.
After a long while, he smiled coldly.
'With this evidence alone, it is not enough to convict the two of them. But you want to put them in a cell, which means you don't want to be captain anymore, right?"
On one side is the temptation to follow orders from superiors to get promoted, on the other side is Bruno's fatal blow.
Allen couldn't say it, he betrayed his superiors. 'Mr. Bruno, it's not like that. At first, I wanted to release them, but Mrs. Ivory and my superiors both disagreed, my position was small, and I could only obey their orders. But now that he is here, this matter will of course be decided by you."
Mrs. Ivory already knew that Bruno came here today to help Bertha.
If he were here, it would be impossible to put Bertha in a prison cell, let alone if he was the one directly handling this case.
She was dissatisfied and spoke in a low voice. 'I've heard about your reputation, but this case doesn't seem to fall under the jurisdiction of the Secret Investigation Office. If you came here to watch, it's okay, but it's unreasonable for you to interfere with Allen's decision."
Bruno didn't say a word, Allen scolded him. 'In front of Mr. Bruno, the city policemen are nothing. As long as he wants to handle it, everyone has to listen to him. Furthermore, they must obey his orders at any time."
Mrs. Ivory's expression was very unsightly.
Zillah was also not pleased at all.
Bertha put her hand on her chin, her beautiful eyes still as languid as before, like she was just a bystander.
The atmosphere in the interrogation room was both quiet and tense.
This type of air lasted for two minutes.
Until suddenly a man's contemptuous laughter filled the air.
Bruno frowned, looking towards Derek.
On the opposite side, Bruno's phoenix eyes narrowed coldly. 'What are you laughing at?"
At this moment, all eyes looked towards Derek.
Derek wasn't scared at all, he smiled and joked. "Nothing, I just admire Allen's ability to flatter so well."
He intended to secretly mock Allen for trying to flatter Bruno, but he also meant to despise Bruno even more.
The two of them looked at each other, and they both felt the other's hostile attitude, very quickly, sparks flew out, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder, flying back and forth.
The surrounding area was extremely stuffy, to the point that other people did not dare to breathe loudly.
In this stuffy atmosphere, Bertha gently tapped her hand on the table, reminding her. "Let's discuss the main issue, my time is precious."
The two men immediately suppressed their anger and voluntarily focused on the main issue.
Bruno skimmed through the document, then he looked towards Mrs. Ivory said. "Mrs. Ivory, if you have accused Bertha of being the mastermind, then you must present reasonable evidence. If there is none, I must release her."
Mrs. Ivory bit her lip slightly.
Before leaving yesterday, Bertha's bodyguards destroyed all the evidence. Except for the wound on Zillah and the testimony of the maid and bodyguard in their house, she had no evidence at all.
At first, she thought she could rely on her acquaintances at the city police department to determine Bertha's crime.
Unexpectedly, a guy named Bruno suddenly appeared, making her unable to do anything.
But she was not satisfied, she could only angrily look at Bertha as she spoke. "Don't think that if you have many people supporting you, you can walk boldly. If you stride too long, sooner or later you will stumble."
Bertha's expression was indifferent, she was extremely bored, playing with her hair with her fingertips.
Hearing Mrs. Ivory's words, she said, raising her eyebrows. "You're right, it's still uncertain when I'll stumble, but the good days of Helga's house are coming to an end."
"You…"
Mrs. Ivory was furious, thinking that Helga Corporation was her passion, she gritted her teeth and asked. "Even though you don't admit that you intentionally injured my daughter, you also don't admit that you destroyed my car, but the story of you robbing my family's orange tree is true. Now let's go check your house and we'll know right away, you want to decline this too, right?"
"Oh, this..."
Bertha thought for a moment, and then she freely admitted. "You invited me to your house. I thought that orange tree was delicious so I took it away. If you don't agree, then I'll give it back."
"If you've already taken it, then bring the money to pay me."
"Okay."
Bertha did not hesitate, she agreed.
Mrs. Ivory did not expect Bertha to be so decisive. For a moment, she felt a bit confused, and she added aggressively. "I want cash."
That orange tree was very expensive, she had to increase the price several times to deceive Bertha.
"Okay." Bertha didn't think, smiled, and said, she sent a text message to Tyrone, then she looked towards Allen and said. "Mr. Allen, Mrs. Ivory needs cash. I told the bodyguards to bring the money. They will be here soon. Tell your subordinates to let them in."
Allen noticed the word "bodyguards", so how many people came?
But with Bruno's pressure, he couldn't ask, he could only reluctantly nod in agreement. "Okay, don't worry."
While waiting for the bodyguards to arrive, the interrogation room restored silence.
Bruno and Bertha's eyes met from afar, Bruno smiled very warmly, his phoenix eyes were deep blue as if they could talk, those eyes had an attractive charm that captivated others.
Bertha had no expression, her eyes were still indifferent as before.
Derek noticed the two of them looking at each other.
It seemed like there was something between them.
He noticed that every time Bertha looked towards Bruno, her eyes always seemed complicated and unpredictable.
