Chapter 261 It Wasn't Me

Daniel stared at Jessica, disbelief etched across his face. Was she kidding? She actually wanted

him to kneel on durian shells? He was a man; how could he submit to such a degrading demand

from a woman? Of course, Daniel would never kneel.

"Why should I kneel if I haven’t done anything wrong?"

"You haven't done anything wrong? Then why was a girl calling you a scumbag so loudly?"

"She's not just any girl; she's a total bitch!"

"Bitch? Who is she? What were you doing out with her in the middle of the night?"

"Nothing! My love, what do you think I could possibly do? I'll have you know, there were more than a

dozen men with that woman and me tonight. And all of them were those burly types!"

"You scoundrel! You were with over a dozen men and a girl? That's utterly revolting!"

"It certainly was revolting, not to mention the two corpses, one male and one female, involved. The

woman had jumped from a building; her brains were spattered everywhere. The man hanged

himself; his tongue was sticking out, long and grotesque."

Daniel's narrative was half-truths, half-fabrication.

Jessica sensed something amiss with his story. "Are you giving me a line? Better explain yourself

quickly, or you're going to be kneeling on that durian!"

"I went out to get you barbecue, didn't I? And just as I got near King’s, a woman literally fell from the

sky, dead on impact. I stayed to see what would happen. But then I saw something was off, so I

alerted the Sarge in charge of the case—that bitch—telling her it wasn't suicide, but murder. Then,

upstairs, we found another body of a man who hanged himself..."

Daniel recounted all the events succinctly, giving Jessica a summary of everything that had

happened. Listening to him, she felt like she was hearing a tale from American Horror Story,

especially given Daniel's encounter with a Demon raiser.

Jessica looked skeptical as she asked, "Are you telling the truth, or are you just spinning more

lies?"

"Why would I lie to you? If even one word I've said is a lie, may lightning strike me down!" Daniel

declared, thumping his chest in emphasis.

But as he made his oath, a streak of blue lightning cut through the cloudless sky, accompanied by

the sound of thunder.

Rumble rumble!

Coincidence made Jessica laugh. She grinned at Daniel, "It's thundering."

"Thundering is good — it proves I'm not lying! Look, it's thundering, but I'm not struck down. That

means the liar isn't me!"

"Stop your nonsense! From every strand of your hair to the tips of your toes, there's not one bit of

you that's honest," Jessica retorted, casting a sidelong glance at Daniel. "Is this Sarge woman

pretty?"

"Can a beautiful woman be a squad leader? Can a beautiful woman handle being a cop? Can a

beautiful woman deal with criminals and corpses every day?"

Daniel didn’t answer directly; he used a series of rhetorical questions trying to imply Ava was not

attractive. He hoped this tactic would alleviate Jessica's suspicions about him.

"Why did she call you a scumbag, then?" Jessica pressed on. She had to get to the bottom of this

issue and wouldn't let Daniel get off easy.