In a business suite of Hotel Sofitel.
After settling Lin Ruoxi's accommodation, he ordered his subordinates to prepare for the upcoming Fashion Week. Goodman, who had just returned to his room, threw his white suit on the bed. Then, he collapsed on a soft leather sofa as if he had lost all his bones.
Beside the sofa was an exquisite wooden short table. A lamp illuminated half of the room. The spotlessly white lampshade was spotless.
Goodman rested for less than a minute before he opened his eyes again. Under the yellow light, he expressionlessly turned his head to look at the short table beside him.
On the table, there was already a folder without any stickers.
Goodman picked up the folder, opened it again, and took out a few photocopied documents.
Taking one out, Goodman pinched it with both of his hands. His gaze turned gloomy as he looked at the content on it …
This piece of paper was a copy of a "marriage certificate", and the photo of the owner of this marriage certificate could also be clearly seen from the copy …
The woman was indifferent without the slightest hint of a smile, while the man was grinning with a comical sense of nervousness. It was the photo of Lin Ruoxi and Yang Cheng when they received their marriage certificate!
"Lin Ruoxi … Do you think I, Goodman, am a fool? Do you think … I wouldn't know your relationship with that country bumpkin just because you didn't tell me? Hmph … Haha, haha … So what if you can kill someone? Are you looking down on me and humiliating me? Who do you think you are?! Lawyer? Hehe … Of course I will … But … Tomorrow morning, you definitely won't be able to see that stinky mutton skewer seller … "
Goodman's expression was a little twisted. The corner of his mouth twitched and his hands were trembling as he held the paper. After he finished talking to himself, he picked up his phone and dialed a number.
"Mr. Goodman, it's time to get off work," a man joked on the other end of the phone.
"Lawyer Charmo, I have a friend who entered the police station ten minutes ago. I need you to do something for him," Goodman squinted his eyes and said coldly.
"I knew it wouldn't be anything good … But since my employer needs it, I can only make a trip to the police station. What's the name of Mr. Goodman's friend? What crime has he committed? "
"His name is Yang Cheng. He's from Hua Xia. His crime is … murder," Goodman said.
Lawyer Charmot was silent for a moment before he said with an embarrassed smile, "What an unfortunate fella. But rest assured, this is not a problem for the ace lawyer of Paris, Charmot."
"I think you've misunderstood me," Goodman smirked. "I didn't ask you to bail him out."
Charmo grunted from the other end, obviously not understanding what this meant.
"What I want to ask of you … is not to save him, but to convict him!" Goodman's eyes were filled with coldness as he smiled. "I believe that it shouldn't be difficult for Lawyer Chalmers to convict Hua Xia of murder in Paris, France. After all, he has indeed been arrested by the police …"
Charmot only replied after a long time, "Oh, Mr. Goodman, you're really a special client. But I like it. Alright, I understand your request."
"Remember, don't leave any traces. This has nothing to do with me," Goodman added.
Charmot laughed on the other end of the phone. "Of course, I didn't receive any calls. I'm going to seek justice!"
At the same time, in the underground interrogation room of the Paris police station, Yang Cheng was staring at the photo in front of him with a helpless smile.
The photo that Fodessa placed in front of Yang Cheng was the 'Golden Sun Totem' that Yang Cheng had seen before. Moreover, it was taken from the dead men in black.
Yang Cheng touched his forehead. He had roughly figured out what was going on.
Initially, he thought that if the police were investigating this kidnapping case, they wouldn't have found him in such a short time. However, if this case had been investigated by the Seventh Bureau from the very beginning, he could have been tracked down even if he had used a satellite phone to call the police. After all, the technology involved was not on the same level.
Yang Cheng didn't plan to hide anything. He nodded and said, "As you know, I'm the one who called the police."
Fodessa's gaze was a little gloomy. He asked, "Then, those dead kidnappers must have something to do with Mr. Yang, right?"
"That's right. I killed them all," Yang Cheng said honestly.
The interrogation process was so smooth that Fodessa felt that the situation was not as simple as it seemed. Due to the lack of time, although they had found out something unusual about this Hua Xia man's background, they couldn't get any concrete information.
Fodessa knocked his fingers on the table. After a moment of silence, he said, "The dead kidnappers in the warehouse were originally members of a terrorist organization called 'Cerberus'. Every one of them was a combatant who had been baptized by gunfire. Before each of them died, they didn't even manage to fire a single shot. Their vitals were pierced through the middle of their brows, temples, and other places, even when they were wearing helmets. Judging from the situation at the scene, it should have been done in a dim environment. Mr. Yang, if what you said is the truth, then I have to say …
You're really a dangerous person. "
Yang Cheng shrugged and said, "Maybe. But what I did should be considered as self-defense. It should be justifiable in the eyes of the law. I don't think you're going to lock me up in a cell or execute me on the spot like a criminal, right? "
Fodessa snorted coldly. "Self-defense is a right given to ordinary citizens. From what I see now, Mr. Yang can't be an ordinary citizen. I can totally suspect that a dangerous person like you is also a member of a terrorist organization. In fact, you're even scarier than Cerberus. "
Yang Cheng sighed. He wanted to go back to the hotel to sleep after the interrogation, but now it seemed that things were much more troublesome.
"Then what do you want to do, Deputy Director?" Yang Cheng smiled. "You said it yourself, all these are just suspicions. Even if I'm detained, there's a time limit. When my lawyer comes, I can't be kept here without any evidence. I advise Deputy Director to let me go. I've saved many VIPs. This should be considered as a favor, right? "
Just when Fodessa was about to say something, Bolten, who was standing silently at the side, received a phone call. The ringtone rang.
Bolten cast an apologetic look at Fodessa before picking up the phone. He asked solemnly, "What's the matter? Didn't I tell you that I'm interrogating an important suspect?"
"It's like this, Team Leader Bolten. Lawyer Charmo from Gordon Law Firm is calling. He has important information to provide to the police. It's about the suspect, Hua Xia," reported the police officer on the other end of the line.
After listening, Bolten hung up the phone and immediately relayed the situation to Fodessa.
Fodessa sighed heavily and looked at Yang Cheng with a complicated expression. "I didn't expect Mr. Yang's lawyer to come faster than expected. If that's the case, let's go out."
Of course, Yang Cheng didn't have any objections. He didn't expect the lawyer to come so soon either. However, the next moment, Yang Cheng revealed a trace of doubt and turned to look at the alloy door behind him.
Screech —
The alloy door suddenly opened, and a few figures rushed into the interrogation room!
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