Chapter 501 Interrogation And Investigation
Wooing My Ex-Wife
Nico listened attentively, thinking that Cedrickâs analysis sounded valid.
He asked âCedrick, if he genuinely wants the Newton Residence, would you assist him?â
A grim look flitted past Cedrickâs eyes. He remained silent, neither confirming his assistance nor explicitly refusing it.
Having been with Cedrick for quite some time, Nico understood what he meant and refrained from asking further.
When they returned to the Federal Bureau of Investigation, Cedrick promptly instructed Nico to investigate Caylieâs death.
Nico meticulously interrogated every housekeeper and bodyguard in the Newton residence.
However, the investigation that lasted half a day yielded no substantial results.
Caylieâs autopsy results were also out, revealing that she had taken an unknown drug.
Examining the results carefully, Nico asked the forensic examiner, âCan you check which drug responsible for her asphyxiation? Can you also find out when she took it?â
Was Shaking his head, the forensic examiner replied, âWe didnât find any undissolved residues in Mrs.
Newtonâs body, so we canât identify it. We only inferred that she took an unknown substance because we found traces of her being poisoned. However, I think that it isnât a legal substance obtained from overseas. Regarding when she consumed it, I canât give a specific time because I donât know what substance she took. Some drugs have an incubation period, making it entirely plausible for the victim to die only a few days later.â
Nico fell into contemplative silence.
In that case, Charles remained under suspicion as he might still be present during the time of the crime.
Should Craig insist that Charles had stolen the key and gone to the top floor during the welcome party, it would be hard to defend Charles.
Lost in thought, Nico returned to Cedrickâs office and reported the forensic findings to him.
Cedrickâs countenance grew grave. âSummon everyone in the Newton residence for a second round of questioning. This time, I will interrogate them personally.â
Throughout the afternoon, each servant was individually escorted into the interrogation room at the Federal Bureau of Investigation.
Cedrick asked, âHowâs the relationship between Charles and Mrs. Newton?â
He repeated this question with every individual interrogated.
The gardener responded, âIâm not entirely sure. Iâve only been working at the Newton residence for a relatively short time. Itâs only been two years. During that time, Mr. Charles was busy with the Central Intelligence Agency and rarely came back home. It was only recently that he returned to the Newton residence. However, I donât know how his relationship with Mrs. Newton is. Since his return, he has never mentioned her nor asked Mr. Craig if he could visit her.â
A housekeeper who had worked at the Newton residence for fifteen years said. âTheir relationship was quite troubled. Mrs. Newton really hates Mr. Charles because he isnât her biological son. He got scolded by her quite a few times when he was a child. Perhaps, he killed her out of resentment.â
Those who had spent a significant amount of time at the Newton residence shared similar accounts.
They shared about how Charles had been mistreated by Caylie during his childhood. Due to Charles history of competing for power, being disciplined by Craig twice, and doing bad deeds, they all believed that Charles had poisoned Caylic.
The interrogation lasted the entire afternoon. Soon, it was time to end work.
All the evidence and witness accounts were disadvantageous to Charles.
Feeling frustrated, he reached for a cigarette, only to be reminded of Gwendolynâs strict no-smoking policy.
The two little kids at home must not even catch a whiff of smoke.
If he got discovered, he would be doomed.
Hence, he passed the cigarette to Nico, who retreated to a corner of the interrogation room to smoke.
The last to be interrogated was Lucas.
As he was working at the Federal Bureau of Investigation, he could be summoned over quickly. Hence, he was put to the last.
As usual, Cedrick asked, âHowâs Charlesâ relationship with your mom?â
Lucasâ eyes reddened at the mention of his mother. After recollecting himself, he said, âReally bad.
When we were young, sheâd find excuses to hit Charles whenever Dad was not around. Charles hates my momâ¦â
His account was similar to what the other housekeepers at the Newton residence said.
Cedrick massaged his temples, looking slightly exhausted.
Lucas continued, âEver since my mother stopped going downstairs as frequently, she barely interacted with Charles. Although he dislikes my mom, he doesnât hate her to the point where heâd poison her.
Moreover, if he truly had a toxic substance, itâs more likely that heâll inject it into Craig.â
Intrigued, Cedrick abruptly widened his eyes. He raised his head at the same time as Nico and stared at Lucas.
âYou are the only person I have encountered today speaking up for Charles.â
Feeling slightly awkward, Lucas clarified, âIâm not speaking up for him. Iâm merely speaking the truth as I know it. If he wants to kill my mom, heâll have to steal the key to the top floor and risk being discovered by Craig. The security on the top floor is very strict, so barely anyone can access it. If he did that, heâd just be giving himself away. The costs of doing that are simply too high.â
Having been on many missions with Jasper, he became much more logical and critical.
Cedrick smiled. âYou sound convincing. In that case, who do you think killed your mom?â
Lucas bowed his head and fell silent.
After thinking for a long time, he finally replied, âI donât know. Although I think that Craigâs been acting strangely recently, he canât possibly do something like that.â
Snulling out his cigarette, Nico stepped forward and interjected. âNothing is impossible. Peopleâs hearts are more complex than we imagine. Some individuals can become consumed by the pursuit of power.
losing themselves along the way. We never know when weâll be betrayed by those closest to us. The Federal Bureau of Investigation has dealt with many similar cases, as you probably already know.â
Lucas didnât rebuke. Instead, he fell silent.
He couldnât help but recall Craig instructing the servants to bury everything on the top floor the previous night. He had taken away that mysterious glass tubeâ¦
Caylie ended up dead in the middle of that night.
However, Lucas did not say anything. He kept his head bowed with a conflicted look.
Soon, it was the end of the work day.
Noticing that something was weighing on Lucasâ mind, Cedrick suggested thoughtfully, âItâs getting late today. Take some time to think it over. If you come across any other leads, feel free to inform me anytime.â
Lucas hesitated and asked, âMr. Jenson, what crimes would Craig be guilty of if heâs really the culprit?â
Cedrick straightened his uniform and responded coldly. âWeâll handle it according to the law. If heâs really the culprit, he no longer deserves to be called a decent human being, having done something so atrocious for his personal gains. Whatever punishment awaits him, heâd have brought it upon himself.â
âI understand,â replied Lucas, lowering his head and regaining a calm expression. He stopped speaking.
Despite his resentment towards Craig for sending him to the Federal Bureau of Investigation and subjecting him to such torment, Craig was still his brother. The Newton family had also thrived under Craigâs leadership.
Lucas couldnât bring himself to accuse Craig.
Observing the subtle change in Lucasâ expression, Cedrick emphasized sternly, âLucas, failing to report what you know makes you an accomplice. Even if Craig is the culprit, the victim is still your mother. The suspect being locked up and interrogated is your brother too. Everyone involved is part of your family.
Consider it carefully.â
Lucasâs gaze flickered. He nervously tightened his grip on his pants before nodding.
Cedrick did not remain there either. He turned around and left the interrogation room with Nico silently trailing behind.
Once they were inside the car heading toward the Jenson residence, Cedrick instructed, âKeep a close eye on Lucas. I have a feeling that he knows something. Perhaps he will be the breakthrough.â