The light was so blinding that she raised her hand to block it, but was rebuked and had to squint at They police officers seated across from her.
“Why did you bring me here? Shouldn’t you be answering questions in the office outside?”
Emma Rosy had been a witness in several cases involving Marisa Miller, so she knew that when witnesses took statements, they were not treated this way.
The police officer grunted lightly and spoke in a low tone, “After all, you’ve been in prison, you seem to know our torture process very well, in that case, confess truthfully and don’t waste each other’s time.”
Emma Rosy hung her head and sighed, unable to say what it was like in her heart. It turns out that because she had been in prison, so extra suspicion is attracted to be special treatment ah.
“Tell me, why did you kill someone?”
Not giving her time to think alone, the police officer asked questions quickly.
She had a clear conscience and could not resist questioning, so she firmly denied: “I didn’t kill anyone. We just went there to eat and found someone killed by accident.”
“That restaurant is closed today, so what kind of meal are you eating?
“But when we went there, the door was clearly open and there was a waiter to receive us.”
The police officer went over her previous statement and then asked, “How many waiters were there in the restaurant?”
“One.” After a moment’s pause, she added, “We only saw one waiter, there weren’t even any diners around, and we didn’t notice anything unusual until after I was bumped into by her.”
But in the subsequent questioning, new suspicions emerged.
“How did you know the restaurant had a back door?!”
People who go to eat, even if they are familiar customers, should not know whether the restaurant has a back door like this, and according to the news returned by the scene investigator can be known, the restaurant’s back door is not open to the public, and even their own staff rarely go
Emma Rosy couldn’t help but feel nervous because she would never have imagined that the back door of the restaurant, which she had never set foot in, was not shown on the restaurant’s floor plan.
And she learned the reason for this, even if she said it, the police will not necessarily believe.
In the adjacent interrogation room, Joe Wright, who also blurted out that there was a back door to the restaurant, was also listed as a key suspect by the police.
The sky was darkening, and a faint starlight emerged in the distance.
Charles Taylor and Eva Taylor, who had been waiting in the police station all afternoon, were finally released on bail and allowed to leave.
In the lobby of the police station, Eva Taylor pulled a police officer and inquired about the other man.
“We’re in this together, why can my brother and I get out and they can’t?”
The police officer was busy delivering the test results and explained rather impatiently, “They are more suspicious, and if they find evidence, they will be locked up for at least twenty-four hours.”
Eva Taylor froze and let go of her hand, turning towards Charles Taylor with tears in her eyes.
“Why should we be sentenced? Aren’t we witnesses? Why didn’t the police catch the murderer, why did they lock up Joe and Emma?”
Charles Taylor was no less worried than she was, but at the moment he could only steady his mind and reassure her in a gentle voice.
While they waited anxiously, Emma Rosy’s interrogation was still going on.
The police officer had just left for a few minutes and returned to ask her to repeat her previous answers.
This is an interrogation technique. The same question, when repeated several times by the suspect, can easily reveal the vulnerability.
Emma Rosy took a deep breath and said as requested: “The restaurant, my ex-husband… and my current boyfriend Alex Brown, he often takes me there. He and the restaurant may have interests associated with the investor or shareholder, I’m not sure exactly, but the back door of the restaurant, he was the one who told me about it.”
“Does anyone else know?”
Emma Rosy subconsciously shook his head, before the action, suddenly thought of something: “There are a few appointments, my brother dropped me off on the way, maybe I said to him, but also not sure.”
Looking over the statement in the next interrogation room, Joe Wright’s account matched Emma Rosy’s. The police officer nodded and whispered to the recorder next to him, so if there were no missing doubts, he could be released.
After confirming that there is no mistake, the police officer closed the folder and got up, “Well, that’s it for today’s interrogation, when your family comes to do…”
Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and a police officer beckoned him out.
Seeing that the police were called away again, Emma Rosy tilted her head and turned her sore neck, thinking that she would soon be able to get out, and wondering what Joe and the others were up to.
A few moments later, the policeman entered and dumped a file on the desk.
“Emma Rosy, you’re not going anywhere!”
Twenty-four hours later.
The door to the interrogation room slowly opened and Joe Wright was escorted by two officers to the lobby of the police station.
“We’ll contact you again if we need to verify anything after that, so don’t leave the area.”
“Okay.”
Joe Wright nodded slightly as the officers left and a long-awaited Charles Taylor and Eva Taylor rushed to greet him.
“Where’s Emma? How come you’re the only one out?” After staying up all night, Eva Taylor’s face was dull, with bruises appearing under her eyes, and her worry was not diminished in the least.
Seeing that Joe Wright also looked tired, Charles Taylor took her arm: “The interrogation is conducted alone, he will not know Emma’s situation, do not worry, wait for him to talk slowly.”
Charles Taylor’s address changed from “Miss Richard” to “Emma”, but no one noticed this in the urgency of the situation.
Remembering the last words of the police officer in the interrogation room, Joe Wright’s face was heavy with concern and lingering suspicion.
“Emma, I’m afraid it’s going to be hard to get released.” He narrowed his eyes, his dark eyes as deep as a dark pool: “The knife that killed the chef had her fingerprints on it…”
“What?!”
At that, Charles Taylor siblings looked at each other.
During the scene investigation, the police took the fingerprints of four people and compared them with those of the crime scene, and got unexpected results – the murder weapon had only Emma Rosy’s fingerprints on it!
Emma Rosy and Joe Wright although both know about the back door of the restaurant, but They have a reasonable explanation, there is not too much discrepancy between each other, originally last night can be released, because the fingerprint comparison results came out, only to extend the detention time. And Emma Rosy, a key suspect, is still being questioned up to this point.
“She was with us at all times and had no chance to commit the crime! Instead of taking the time to find the real killer, the police are focusing on a woman. Charles Taylor rushed into the duty room with a blue face and asked to reflect the matter to the relevant leaders.
Joe Wright also stepped forward to discourage: “This is the police station, it is harmful to Emma, calm down!”
“Yes brother, let’s hurry to find a way to save people!” Eva Taylor hugged Charles Taylor’s arm, so anxious that her voice was tinged with tears.
All three knew that there was little hope for this matter, and they all turned their heads to look away, unwilling to reveal their true thoughts.
At that moment, Master Wright, who had received the news, arrived at the police station, bringing with him the chief lawyer of the Wright Group.
Joe Wright and the others waited anxiously in the lobby, but with a lot of peace of mind.
In a short time, the lawyer was the first to come out of the office, and Master Wright was sent back to the lobby with a slightly tired look after saying goodbye to the chief.
“Grandpa, are you okay?”
“Is Emma all right?”
“When will Emma come out?”
The three of them helped Master Wright to the front of the seat, and then impatiently began to ask questions.
Master Wright looked up slightly and gestured to the lawyer.
“Here’s the thing, there is no surveillance around the place where this case took place, no one was present at the time of the crime, and only a crop of knives with Miss Richard’s fingerprints on it is not enough to convict. In view of the twenty-four hours of detention, according to the relevant laws, no new evidence emerged, Miss Richard can be released on bail.”
The crowd was relieved, and Joe Wright asked the lawyer, “Where do I get bail?”
“As one of the suspects, you are not entitled to bail.” The lawyer replied calmly, and then looked at Master Wright: “He has already completed the relevant procedures for Miss Richard.”
As soon as the words left his mouth, footsteps sounded behind him from a distance.
Emma Rosy, supported by a policewoman, was coming this way. She was already frail, and after a day and night of rigorous interrogation, her physical and mental state had reached its limit, Joe Wright rushed to help her, but Charles Taylor rushed over ahead of her.
“Emma!”
Charles Taylor took Emma Rosy into his arms, but felt her fall limply to the other side, and hastily picked up her face, only to see her pale cheeks with her eyes closed and her brow furrowed, as if she were a lifeless rag doll.
The ambulance arrived, the people left the police station, and went straight to the hospital.
Overseas, it was early in the morning, but one of the hospital’s intensive care units was lit up.
Alex Brown, despite Eric Chan’s resistance, quickly unpacked.
Eric Chan was so anxious, but he didn’t dare to take out the things he had packed, so he had to chase after him and persuade him: “Miss Richard has been released, the Wright Family has sent their best lawyers, your treatment is not over yet, you can’t leave at this time!
He thought Mr. Brown was asleep and was reading his emails in the hospital room, but Ken Cotillard sent a message that Emma Rosy was involved in a murder case and was listed as a suspect, and before he could finish reading it, he found Mr. Brown standing behind him with a gloomy face.