Susan’s heartstrings tightened, and she became nervous all over.
Although she hid it well, the slight fidgeting of her fingers rubbing her wrist gave her away.
At a glance, Gordon knew that his speculation was correct, and the woman’s current behavior was a sign of guilt.
“I don’t know what Mr. Murillo is talking about. Kate is a popular female celebrity, and the conflict between her and Juliana is a trending topic in society.”
“As a journalist, it is both my public and private duty to understand the outcome of this matter. This is my job.”
She was good at explaining, but Gordon wouldn’t ask her like this without reason.
A document suddenly slammed down in front of Susan.
In the next moment, Gordon’s tall figure stood up, his nearly two-meter height imposing an invisible pressure on the woman.
“I advise you to think carefully before answering, because I already have the answer to every question I ask you in my mind.”
“Asking you is just a formality. If you don’t cooperate seriously, it will add another charge of deception over there!”
This document contained detailed information about Susan, ranging from her date of birth to her daily habits.
It recorded that Susan had only returned to the country a week ago.
Before that, she had been abroad supposedly studying, but in reality, she was a drug addict.
She had been expelled from school a year ago without even getting her degree.
In order to obtain drugs, she had committed many illegal acts-prostitution, theft, organizing gambling…
She came from an ordinary family, with both parents being ordinary workers.
The couple couldn’t accept having such a disgraceful daughter and announced cutting off ties with her.
Susan had spent three years overseas in a daze until a month ago when she suddenly returned to the country and got a decent job.
There was certainly someone behind her assisting her in this, and even the flight she took back to the country, as well as her arrival time in Akloit were tracked down .
Gordon vaguely felt that he was not far from the truth.
“Speak, who helped you return to the country? What did he ask you to do? Why did you deliberately infiltrate the hospital? What is your real purpose?”
Four consecutive questions left Susan unable to answer, and she looked flustered, covering her lips with her hands, shaking her head.
“Don’t ask me. I don’t know anything. I’m just a journalist.”
“You can accuse me of disturbing public order and lock me up, anyway, I didn’t involve any state secrets, I’m not afraid!”
According to Chulae law, disturbing public order, with less severe circumstances, can lead to detention ranging from five to ten days, a fine of up to five hundred, or a verbal warning.
It was just a trivial punishment, and she believed she could bear it.
But if she revealed that person behind her, she really wouldn’t survive.
Gordon could read Susan’s thoughts at a glance. He didn’t rush to continue pressing for answers but rather took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.
Delicately tearing open the packaging, he pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and held it in his mouth.
The blue flame danced in the air, reflected in the man’s deep, ink-like eyes, giving off a chilling aura.
The lighter moved closer to the cigarette, a crimson spark ignited the smoke, irregularly billowing in the air.
The thick white smoke obscured Gordon’s profound face, but Susan saw it particularly clearly.
At this moment, the man didn’t appear as aloof as before; he closed his eyes contentedly and relaxedly took a deep breath before exhaling slowly in circles.
This familiar scene… The scent of nicotine spread in the air, and Susan stared intently at the burning cigarette.
She gulped fiercely.
Gordon had successfully triggered her drug addiction, and now, she was screaming from head to toe for a hit of drugs.
Itchy!
It felt like thousands of ants were gnawing at her flesh and bone marrow, causing both pain and itchiness… She desperately needed drugs now.
“I… give it to me, I’m about to die.”
Gordon took the cigarette out, held it between his two hands, and slowly walked towards Susan.
With an extremely cold voice, he laughed, “What? Want a drag?”
Susan squirmed uncomfortably, cold sweat dripping from her forehead, and her expression gradually turning crazy.
“I want drugs, quickly give me drugs… I’ll only take one hit, please…”
Bang-
She fell off the chair, writhing in agony on the floor, crying and begging Gordon for mercy.
After some thought, Gordon handed the cigarette to her to let her smell the scent of nicotine and then cruelly took it away.
“Tell the truth, and I’ll consider letting you take a drag.”
“I…”
Susan’s consciousness was gradually dissipating, but she remembered the warning from that woman. If she spoke, would she still be alive tomorrow?
“No, I can’t say it. I don’t want to die.”
Upon hearing this, Gordon took several deep puffs from the cigarette in her agonized and conflicted gaze, then threw it to the side.
“Is that so? Are you afraid that the person behind you won’t spare you? Have you ever thought that your drug addiction might kick in, and if you can’t get drugs, you might not survive tonight?”
Her drug addiction had become severe, and now she relied entirely on it to stay alive. Not taking drugs for a day was extremely unbearable.
If she were kept away for three to five days, she might commit suicide first before someone ended her life.
The desire to live made the journalist who had just boasted of being a noble student humble like a stray dog.
She wriggled toward the cigarette on the ground, although its effects couldn’t match drugs, it could still alleviate her pain.
However, just as her hand was about to touch the cigarette butt, Gordon stepped on the back of her hand.
“Ah! It hurts… it hurts so much, let me go, please, I really can’t say.”
“Is that so? It looks like you don’t want this thing anymore!”
Gordon coldly sneered as he took out a small package of drugs sealed in a plastic bag from the drawer and shook it in front of Susan.
“This is the new batch I confiscated recently. It’s said to be purer and more effective… it’s hard to come by. If you tell me, I’ll give this to you. What do you say?”
Of course, Susan knew what it was. She drooled with desire, swallowing hard.
“Okay, I’ll tell you! But you have to guarantee my safety.”
“Don’t worry.”
At that moment, Alex brought in the tea, and Gordon gave him a glance. Alex quickly sat down and opened his notebook.
In his mind, he secretly thought, “The master is so great!”