Chapter 84: Chapter 84
Holly Sims slowly said, “That was a voice message left for you, you have the right to be informed.”
Keira Olsen asked, “What did he say?”
Holly Sims replied methodically, “The department rules state that a suspect cannot have access to evidence. But rest assured, once the trial results are out, whether you’re the murderer or not, I will naturally tell you.”
Keira Olsen: “…”
Little Miss Uptight, Holly Sims, has now also learned how to tease someone.
She stepped back helplessly and sighed.
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Holly Sims warned again, “Stay here and behave, and trust us, we won’t wrong a good person.”
Leaving these words, she turned and left.
It was already after hours, but Holly Sims didn’t leave. Instead, she went directly to the morgue of the forensic department.
When the on-duty staff saw her, they immediately asked, “Dr. Sims, you’re still here so late, isn’t that case not urgent? Why not perform the autopsy tomorrow during the day?”
But Holly Sims said, “The sooner we clarify the cause of death, the sooner we can clear the suspect’s name.”
The staff member immediately said, “You mean, that suspect didn’t kill anyone?”
When in front of Keira Olsen, Holly Sims always looked fierce, but now she said, “She’s not that kind of person.”
With that, she went straight into the morgue.
The detention center was after all too spartan and uncomfortable to live in; clearing her name sooner would also mean releasing her sooner.
She yawned, glanced at the body on the autopsy table, then opened a drawer to take out a small bread, giving it a couple of bites before starting her work.
She hadn’t had the chance to eat dinner yet.
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Keira Olsen sat in the single cell of the detention center, quietly contemplating the day’s events.
The death of Finley Hill was indeed unexpected and caught her off guard.
It couldn’t have been her subordinates; they wouldn’t smear her reputation like that.
So who was it?
Keira Olsen furrowed her brows, then suddenly thought of someone— Isla Olsen.
To keep Finley Hill’s secret, Isla Olsen could spend 150,000 a month to shut his mouth; now that she couldn’t come up with that five million, had she killed in desperation?
What kind of leverage was it that made her so ruthlessly decisive?
No, that’s not right.
When she left the Olsen Family, Isla Olsen had already run to the room upstairs and had not left the house.
…So she must have an accomplice!
Keira Olsen’s thoughts were clear, but currently imprisoned here without her phone, she couldn’t reach the outside world and could only hope for Holly Sims.
She didn’t know how much time had passed when suddenly a flurry of footsteps approached.
Soon, several police officers stood outside her cell.
The young officer who had arrested her reported to another officer, “Captain Lincoln, this is Keira Olsen, today’s murder suspect.”
Captain Lincoln was a man in his thirties with sharp eyes that scanned her from top to bottom, and he snapped at the young officer, “The case is already very clear, what are you doing delaying the interrogation of the suspect?! Bring her to the interrogation room immediately.”
The young officer quickly opened the cell door and motioned for Keira Olsen to step out.
As she walked out, Captain Lincoln pushed her and said, “Dilly-dallying, you think you can escape the law like this?”
Keira Olsen stumbled a bit, furrowed her brows slightly, then coldly looked at Captain Lincoln.
“What are you looking at? Hurry up and move!”
Keira Olsen clenched her jaw, not going to let it slide, and hurried to the interrogation room.
Captain Lincoln grabbed her arm and pressed her into the interrogation chair, then with a “click,” he fastened the safety buckle on her, treating her completely as if she were a violent criminal.
Keira Olsen clenched her fists.
Captain Lincoln sat opposite her and asked in a strictly official tone, “Name.”
“…Keira Olsen.”
“Age.”
“22 years old.”
“Sex.”
Keira Olsen took a deep breath, knowing this Captain Lincoln was humiliating her. She wanted to explode in anger but still managed to hold it back, “Female.”
Captain Lincoln glanced at her, then continued his interrogation, “What is your relationship with the deceased?”
Keira Olsen: “He was my uncle.”
Captain Lincoln flipped through the documents in his hand, “The deceased had been demanding five million from you to pay off his gambling debts? So, you harbored resentment against him and, therefore, when he came close to you, you kicked him away with force?”
Keira Olsen took a deep breath, feeling the other party’s malice clearly and unmistakably.
She looked at Captain Lincoln and spoke slowly, “Is this what you call leading a witness?”
Captain Lincoln immediately looked at her, “I am simply stating the facts. You only need to say yes or no!”
Keira Olsen looked down, “I have the right to remain silent until my lawyer arrives.”
“Rights be damned!” Captain Lincoln angrily slammed his notebook on the table, scolded her, “This is Crera, every citizen has the duty to cooperate with our investigation! Especially suspects like you! Now, immediately, answer my questions!”
Captain Lincoln stood up, “Now we have both eyewitnesses and physical evidence, and no other fingerprints were collected at the scene apart from yours! Finley Hill was impaled through the back with a steel bar and died; if you still don’t admit to manslaughter by accident, we will have to suspect your motive, whether it was premeditated murder!”
He came up to Keira Olsen, “So tell me now, do you harbor any resentment towards the deceased?!”
Keira Olsen tensed her jaw, looked up at Captain Lincoln and slowly began, “No.”
“Nonsense!” Captain Lincoln said sharply, “If it wasn’t resentment, when he lunged at you, the subconscious reaction of most people would be to dodge. Why did you kick instead?!”
Keira Olsen clenched her fists.
Because she had moved out since middle school, she lacked a sense of security and knew that no one would stand in front of her to protect her, so her instinctive reaction to an attack was not to evade, but to counterattack!
But she knew that whatever she said now would be useless, so she simply kept her mouth shut.
Seeing her like this, Captain Lincoln sneered, “Fine, you think by not talking you can get away with it?”
He walked over to the side and suddenly turned on a bright light, shining it directly at Keira Olsen!
The light was so intense, it made one instinctively want to put up a hand to shield themselves, but Keira Olsen’s hands were restrained in the interrogation chair, completely unable to block her eyes.
She angled her head slightly, still unable to escape the glaring light.
Even with her eyes closed, her vision was filled with a bright red.
Not even five minutes had passed, and her eyes were already dry and irritated, tears flowing involuntarily.
Captain Lincoln’s voice came through, “Talk. Do you admit to killing him accidentally?”
Keira Olsen took a deep breath, “I didn’t kill anyone.”
Captain Lincoln sneered, “Still playing tough, huh? Then let’s start with two hours under the light! If you still refuse to confess after that, you’ll be spending the night here!”
Keira Olsen’s eyes grew increasingly sore, and tears fell uncontrollably, making her want to reach up and rub them.
Only after a few minutes, and it was already like this.
If it really went on all night, her eyes might be ruined!
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Meanwhile, outside the police station.
Lewis Horton arrived quickly with a lawyer.