"Five hundred million dollars worth of information, but whether you can get it or not depends on you." Clayde was probably frightened by William's fabricated story about the killer's suicide. Plus, his secret was directly exposed by William, so he couldn't help but think about how to bribe William.
Unfortunately, he had already told William his biggest bargaining chip before he lost his memory, and William's purpose of meeting him this time was only the name Victor Gahel.
After getting what he wanted, William stood up with a smile and buttoned up his suit. "I'll look into what you said. I'll see you again tomorrow when I get the results. If what you said is true, then we can talk about how to get out of here tomorrow."
"Thank you." Clayde relaxed a little when he saw that William didn't force him anymore. For him, revenge was the most important thing at this time.
As for the four billion dollars, it wouldn't be too late to talk about it after he completed the revenge plan that he had been thinking about for ten years and left safely.
"See you tomorrow." William nodded to Clayde and turned to the door of the iron cage interrogation room. Before he left, he suddenly turned back and said, "Do you need me to get you a more comfortable mattress?"
"What?" Clayde stared at the smiling William in surprise, and a chill went straight to his head. The idea of changing the mattress was exactly what he wanted to use to humiliate the chief prosecutor, Nick Reese.
This was also the second time that William had seen through his thoughts. Clayde was terrified, but at the same time, he kept telling himself that it was a coincidence.
Fortunately, William didn't let Clayde's suspicions for long. He smiled and said, "I've seen your information. Your waist seems to have been injured, so you really don't need me to arrange a more comfortable mattress for you?"
"No, no, no." Clayde, who was telling himself that after he escaped, he couldn't help but make up his mind to stay as far away from William as possible. If there was a chance, he would kill William without hesitation.
"Thank you, I can handle this small matter myself."
"Up to you." William laughed. "Bye."
He walked out of the cell and shook hands with Benny from C1A. "I'll personally report the rest to Sir Benjamin Arthur. Thank you."
"Oh, by the way, what's your full name? Maybe I can mention your work attitude and efficiency in front of Benjamin Arthur," William said self-deprecatingly. "You know, I'm English.
Let's not talk about America's contribution to me. Maybe someone in England will be dissatisfied with me because of this. So, you understand. "
"My name is Benny Garter, C1A Colonel. I'm mainly responsible for South America." Benny suppressed the excitement in his heart and nodded with a smile. "Then I won't take up any more of your time, Mr. Devonshire. If you need anything, you can call me."
"Okay, I'll call you if I need anything."
After watching Colonel Benny leave, William turned to look at Nick Reese, who was not far away, and crooked his finger. "I advise you to call home immediately."
"What do you mean?" Nick instinctively knew that it was not a good thing. He immediately took out his phone and dialed.
While the phone was waiting to be connected, he heard William say, "That bastard Clyde Shelton recorded the process of him dismantling Clarence Dobbie and sent it to your house.
So, for the sake of your daughter's physical and mental safety, you know what to do. Bye. "
"F * ck." As soon as he finished cursing, Nick's phone was connected to his house. He quickly followed William's instructions and repeatedly emphasized not to watch the DVD that was sent over.
Then, he saw William walking out of the prison. He quickly said a few words to his wife and hung up the phone. He quickly caught up with William and stood in front of him. He said seriously, "Since you people from special agencies know everything about Clyde, why didn't you stop him?"
"Sorry, I'm not a police officer or a prosecutor. And," William stared at Nick with a strange look. "I don't think there's anything wrong with Clyde avenging his wife and daughter."
"What?" Nick looked at William in surprise. "God, what do you think?"
"Of course." William patted Nick's shoulder. "Nick, if what happened to Clyde happened to your wife and daughter, I hope you can still blame others so righteously. Otherwise, I can only say that you're a coward."
"F * ck, bastard." Hearing this, Nick couldn't help but curse.
"No, no, no, Nick, it's not me who's a bastard, it's you and the judicial system behind you. Since you and the American judicial system, who represent justice, can't uphold justice for Clyde, then I don't think there's anything wrong with Clyde Shelton, who was born in Texas, avenging himself in the way of a cowboy."
"And, if I were you, I wouldn't just keep an eye on Clyde."
Nick, whose face had turned even darker after hearing William's words, couldn't help but become alert when he heard the last sentence.
"What do you mean? Mr. Devonshire, what do you mean by that? "
"If you knew what Clyde Shelton had done in the past ten years, you wouldn't think so simply that as long as you keep an eye on him, you would be able to find his flaws and follow his rhythm. You would only be led by the nose by him and follow his predetermined script step by step until he gets the result he wants.
Nick, perhaps you can apply to your superiors to investigate the relationship between the C1A and the Department of Women's Defense in the United States and Clyde.
Lastly, let me remind you that if you can't find any evidence of Clyde's crimes and he agrees to join the C1A, the C1A people will definitely be happy to help him solve all his problems. So, you don't have much time left to get Clyde convicted.
Goodbye, Nick. "
Nick Reese stared blankly at William as he left. He kept thinking about what William meant, but he was very clear about one thing. He didn't have much time left to get Clyde arrested.
Thinking of this, Nick quickly turned to the parking lot and drove home. However, after watching the video alone, he was disappointed. In the video, Clyde was wearing a fully enclosed helmet and was fully clothed. There was no evidence at all.
After comforting his wife and daughter, on the way back to the prison, Nick thought about how his wife and daughter had almost seen the video of Clyde tearing people apart like toys. He couldn't suppress the anger in his heart and went straight to Clyde. "Tell me, what do you want to trade?"
"A mattress." Just as he was about to say a mattress, Clyde quickly changed his words. "I'm used to listening to music when I sleep at night. So, as long as you give me my DVD player, I'll plead guilty. How about that?"
"That's it?" Nick stared at Clyde with an ugly expression. He knew that this guy was definitely playing with him again.
"That's it." Clyde nodded with a smile. "Give me my DVD player, and I'll plead guilty."
"You, you," Nick pointed at the smiling Clyde. He wanted to scold him, but he didn't know what to do. After all, he did let the murderer of Clyde's wife and daughter go.
Helplessly, he sat opposite Clyde and whispered, "What do you want?"
What do I want? The smile on Clyde's face slowly disappeared. "Since that bastard Clarence Dobby can make a deal with you, why can't I?
Think about it, Nick. Give me what I want, and I'll give you what you want. It's very fair. "
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