Chapter 988
It was Frank's first time being handcuffed and escorted into the interrogation room.
Elliot had insisted on personally questioning him.
However, once Frank was brought into the room, he spent the entire morning there alone.
The interrogation room was dimly lit with only a faint warm light from above. The walls were dark and foreboding, creating a heavy, oppressive atmosphere.
Frank was already drenched in sweat, feeling mentally drained and tortured, unsure of when this ordeal would end.
Suddenly, the large iron door of the interrogation room swung open.
Elliot strolled in casually, sitting at the head of the table several meters away from Frank.
Anxiously, Frank asked, "Mr. Jenkins, why have you arrested me? I don't know anything."
Elliot looked at him with amusement.
"Everyone who comes in here claims they don't know anything. Eventually, they can't withstand the pressure and choose to confess. Mr. Abbott, are you going to confess directly, or do we have to follow t

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