Chapter 501 Interrogation and investigation


    Chad listened carefully and felt that Malcolm''s analysis made sense.


    He asked, "Bro, if he really wants the Cahan family, will you help him?"


    Malcolm''s dark eyes looked deep and he did not answer the question.


    Neither explicitly said he would help, nor explicitly refused.


    Chad had been with him for a long time, so he naturally understood what he meant and didn''t ask any


    more questions.


    *


    Back at the National Investigation Bureau, Malcolm immediately asked Chad tounch his own


    investigation into Mrs. Cahan''s death.


    Chad cross-examined all the servants and bodyguards in the Cahan family.


    After half a day of checking, there was no result.


    Mrs. Cahan''s autopsy result was out and it was indeed an unidentified drug that she was taken.


    Chad carefully inspected the autopsy result and asked the forensic doctor, "Can you find out exactly


    what drug caused the asphyxiation death? And when the poison was taken?"


    The coroner shook his head, "No ipletely dissolved drug was found in Mrs. Cahan''s body. The


    result of the unknown drug was given solely because of the traces of poisoning on her body. But, if I


    were to guess, it is not a legal drug from abroad."


    "As for the taking time, because we can not determine exactly what drug was taken, we can not


    confirm the urate time. For some drugs, there is an incubation period. She died after taking the drug


    for a few days. So it is entirely possible to give you an urate time."


    Chadpsed into silence.


    In this way, Anthony cannot be cleared of suspicion of the time of the crime.


    If Shane still thought that Anthony stole the key to the penthouse, it was not easy for Anthony to prove


    his innocence.


    He pondered, went back to Malcolm''s office and reported the forensic results to Malcolm.


    Malcolm''s expression was serious, "Call everyone in the Cahan family again for a second time of


    questioning. This time, I''ll do it by myself."


    Throughout the afternoon, all the servants were brought into the National Investigation Bureau''s


    questioning room in separate groups individually.


    Malcolm: "How was the rtionship between Anthony and Mrs. Cahan?"


    For this question, he asked each person who was sent into the questioning room.


    A servant, who usually weeded and swept in the garden, said, "I''m not sure. I don''t work in Cahan


    Residence very long. It was almost two years ago. Mr. Anthony was usually busy in his work. He didn''t


    often go back to Cahan Residence. This time, he returned, but I know how he feels about Mrs.


    Cahan. After he came back, he did not mention Mrs. Cahan and did not ask Mr. Shane to visit her."


    Another servant, who had worked at the house for fifteen years, said, "They were of bad rtionship.


    Mrs. Cahan hated Mr. Anthony. After all, Mr. Anthony was not her son, and he was inevitably


    harassed by Mrs. Cahan when he was a child. Perhaps because of this, he felt resentful and killed


    Mrs. Cahan!"


    But anyone who had been at Cahan Residence for a long time said the same thing.


    It was pretty much the same that Anthony was bullied by Mrs. Cahan when he was young, and then


    he fought for the head of the family, and was fixed by Shane twice. Plus his bad deeds, they all


    believed Shane''s assumptions.


    It was Anthony who poisoned Mrs. Cahan.


    After a full afternoon of in-depth cross-examination, it looked like it was going to get off the work.


    All kinds of evidence and human confessions were all against Anthony. Malcolm felt a little bored, and


    unconsciously lit a cigarette.


    Before he could take a puff, he suddenly remembered Lyra''s strict no-smoking order.


    After all, there were two cute little babies at home who couldn''t afford to smell a little bit of smoke.


    If he went back to be discovered, he would be dead.


    He handed Chad the cigarette and gave it to Chad to smoke.


    Chad took it and dutifully walked to the corner of the information room to smoke.


    Thest one before the end of the day was Timothy.


    He had recently served in the National Investigation Bureau, so the summons came quickly and Chad


    ced him at the end.


    Malcolm asked, as customary, "How was Anthony''s rtionship with your mother?"


    Speaking of his mother, Timothy''s eyes were slightly red. He held back before saying, "Very bad. When


    he was a child, as long as my dad was not home, my mom often found some excuses to beat him.


    Anthony also hates my mother ..."


    His statement was very different with the other servants of Cahan Residence.


    Malcolm rubbed his brows, and his dark eyes looked slightly weary.


    Timothy was is still recounting, "Since my mom didn''te downstairs often, she had barely talked


    with Anthony. Anthony hates my mom, but not enough to poison her, and, if he does have the poison in


    his hand, it''s more likely he''ll inject it directly into my brother."


    Malcolm''s eyes widened abruptly and he found it interested, looking up at the same time as Chad to


    Timothy who was at the table opposite.


    "You''re the only person I''ve heard today, who has spoken up for Anthony."


    Timothy felt it ufortable, "I did not help him. It''s just the truth. If he had to kill my mother with the


    poison, he had to steal the key to the penthouse, and risked the discovery of Shane. Usually the


    penthouse is tightly regted. Not so many can go up there. This ispletely making a confession


    without duress. The cost of crime is too high."


    Recently, he followed Levi with a lot of tasks. He saw these logical things a little more thoroughly than


    before.


    Malcolmughed, "Good point, so who do you think could have poisoned your mother?"


    Timothy lowered his head and fell into silence.


    After thinking about it for a while, he said, "I don''t know. I think Shane''s been acting a little strange


    Chad extinguished his cigarette and came over to interject, "There is no impossible. The human heart


    is moreplicated than you think. Some people are possessed by the Devil to get power. It''s not


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    known that all the people will turn against each other. The National Investigation Bureau has a lot of


    simr cases. You should know. it"


    Timothy didn''t retort, and stopped talking.


    He remembered that Shane had all the servantsndfill the stuff in the penthousest night, and the


    unidentified ss tube he took ...


    Then,te at night, something happened to Caitlin.


    But he said nothing and kept his head down with aplicated expression.


    Just at the end of the day, Malcolm could see he had something on his mind and said reasonably, "It''s


    toote today. You can go back and think about it again. If you have any other clues, feel free toe


    and tell me."


    He hesitated and asked, "Mr. Malcolm, if this was really my brother''s doing, what would be his crime?"


    Malcolm was tidying his uniform, and coldly replied, "Do official business ording to official principles.


    If it is really him, he could even do such a brutal behavior for the sake of profit. He no longer deserves


    to be a human being. He deserves any sanction results."


    "Got it."


    Timothy lowered his head, regained his calmness, and stopped talking.


    Although he hated Shane for sending him to the National Investigation Bureau and making him suffer,


    Shane was his brother after all, and the Cahan family had been going well under Shane''s leadership.


    This kind of reporting was not something he could do.


    Malcolm observed his change of expression and emphasized in a deep voice, "Timothy, if you don''t


    report it, you are considered an aplice. Even if the murderer is really your brother, the one who


    died is your mother, and the one who will be locked up and tortured as a suspect is your half-brother.


    Both are your rtives. So think about it yourself."


    Timothy''s eyes flickered slightly. He clenched his suit pants uneasily, and nodded.


    Malcolm stopped lingering and turned to leave the questioning room.


    Chad silently followed behind.


    Waiting for the car back to the White Mansion, Malcolm said, "Recently pay more attention to Timothy. I


    always think he knows something. Maybe he will be a breakthrough."