She bowed her head, raised her hand to wipe the tears on her cheeks and choked, “If I was really that ruthless, do you think I would have given my other friend a chance to escape when she saw me ‘committing murder’? Wouldn’t it be easy to get rid of all responsibility by directly killing her together and then planting the blame on the nameless murderer?”
Adriana sighed and her tone wilted for a few moments, “I didn’t, I really didn’t do that because there is no deep hatred between me and Sloane, why would I move against her to kill her? You could have investigated, Sloane hadn’t been back in the country for long, what could have happened between us that I would choose to harm a little girl?”
She explained a whole lot, the transcription officer kept making notes on the computer, and another officer kept cross-examining, asking questions about all those things.
Adriana is tired of explaining.
Knock Knock-
The door to the interrogation room rang.
Someone pushed in the door, “Sir, Old Mr. Alston of The Alston family is here.”
Old Mr. Alston, they had heard of him and knew his identity, so they naturally treated him with respect.
He got up and walked over, only to see Old Mr. Alston standing in front of the interrogation room, as well as a few rich kids often seen on TV.
“Old Mr. Alston, you’re here? We’re interrogating Adriana right now.” The policeman informed truthfully.
Old Mr. Alston face expressionless, but the dark face frozen on a little cold air, look at people shudder, back bursts of cold feeling out.
“I wonder if the old man could go in and see Adriana and ask about the situation?” Old Mr. Alston’s attitude was quite polite.
“Okay, no problem.”
Sir gave a sideways glance and made an inviting gesture to let him in.
Edward and Alvin and several others followed them inside.
In the small interrogation room, Adriana was sitting in a chair in a mess, handcuffed and shackled, unspeakably miserable.
Her hair, pulled back into a pill, was disheveled, and her eyes were red and glistening with water, pitiful, a mess that Alvin and Jenkins had never seen before.
Heartbroken.
“Old Mr. Alston.”
Looking at a group of people walking in, Adriana frowned, feeling those people standing there staring at her, as if she was a clown, strange eyes make her very uneasy.
“Little Adri, are you okay?”
Harlee walked over, reached for the handcuffs on her wrists, and said angrily, “Is that what these fucking bastards did to you? I’m taking you away.”
“Harlee, stop it. I appreciate your kindness, but I have an obligation to cooperate with the investigation until the matter is clearly investigated.”
This matter she also wants to cooperate well with the police investigation.
Old Mr. Alston stood there without saying a word, his hale and hearty face was condensed, his sharp gaze scanned Adriana, and then said coldly: “Please go out, I have something to say to her.”
As the elders, and the Alston family family head, already imposing, this sentence sorrowful out, several people you look at me, I look at you, and finally all back out.
Alvin’s gaze fell on Adriana’s body from beginning to end, indescribable heartache.
Only Edward looked at Adriana with a look of death, with a cold chill in his eyes.
Several people left the interrogation room and closed the door, leaving only Adriana and Old Mr. Alston.
Old Mr. Alston leaned over the interrogation table with his cane and looked down at Adriana with the arrogance of an ant and asked, “What’s going on?”
Adriana looked at her, met his stern, knife-like eyes, scared back, swallowed, and explained everything from beginning to end.
But Old Mr. Alston remained silent after listening.
She continued, “It’s true that I don’t like Sloane very much, but I have absolutely no reason to kill her. I was at Peter’s house yesterday. How do you think I could possibly carry a pistol when Peter’s house is so tightly secured? Or did Old Mr. Alston think my dull brother would have the guts to bring me a gun? There’s no way in hell that’s possible. You punish me however you want, I admit it. But I just want to say one thing, before you try to lay your hands on me, make sure you go and investigate, who did that last shot? Who in the end wanted to do that, and that one gun is a Desert Eagle, I have seen it many times on TV and once abroad, so I know. If you don’t believe me, you can go to the black market and investigate who has been selling them recently.”
Depending on the ability of The Alston family, Adriana believes that they have the absolute ability to investigate the matter clearly.
Old Mr. Alston kept silent, his sharp eyes fixed on Adriana without a turn, watching her heart shiver.
Then Adriana added, “I have no reason to do this with Sloane, who has no grudge against me. Believe it or not, you do not believe it.”
After saying that, leaned down and looked at the cold pair of handcuffs on his hands and sighed.
I never thought that I would spend a night in jail in my lifetime.
Just one night made her feel the pain.
She suddenly thought of something and looked up at Old Mr. Alston and said, “I mistakenly shot Sloane in the left abdomen, but the other shot was in the abdomen. If that person wanted to kill, certainly not hit this position, because not enough to kill. So … I feel that the person behind it has another purpose. At that time Sloane, should not be unconscious, when she woke up, everything will be understood.”
Adriana prayed silently in her heart that Sloane would have some conscience and not frame her.
But, there is little hope.
“You shouldn’t be in The Alston family.”
Old Mr. Alston, after listening to Adriana’s words, coldly dropped a sentence, listening to Adriana a little confused, do not know.
She, who should not appear in The Alston family?
So what?
Do they want to drive her out of The Alston family or do they want to kill her?
Adriana was not allowed to know that everything was known, and so was The Alston family, who in turn was somewhat open.
Now there is no need to worry about the attitude of The Alston family’s people.
Everything is indifferent attitude now.
After Old Mr. Alston went out, a few of Alvin’s men walked in.
Alvin walked to Adriana, squatted down, that a clear and handsome face covered with sadness and gloom, good-looking eyes flooded with a light mist, complex eyes fell on Adriana, “girl, are you … okay? ”
When he opened his mouth, his voice was a little hoarse and vaguely choked.
Adriana was already very strong and had already adjusted her mind, but when she heard Alvin’s words, tears almost came to her eyes.
This damn man, can you not be so melodramatic?
She looked up at the ceiling, blinked, lightened the tears that were playing in her eyes, and laughed, “Isn’t it nice to be sitting in front of you? Of course it’s nice.”
Alvin’s lips are lightly pursed, gradually raising an arc, a faint smile.
Raising his hand, he ruffled the messy hair on her forehead, “Tell me about you, how much you like the beauty of girls on a regular basis, how do you get so messy now.”
It’s really heartbreaking to watch.
“Little Adri, don’t worry, I will find a way to take you out.” Harlee walked up to her and reached out and pinched her fair and delicate cheeks, “How can little master let you suffer here, trust me.”