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Chapter 170 They had to interrogate Wallace and get useful information before anyone at the farmers' market started getting suspicious.

But Wallace was firm. He kept insisting that he had nothing to do with that corner store and that he did not care if the police investigated it.

Moreover, Wallace had no criminal record.

"They might just be doormen and had nothing to do with the critself. The transactions were all in cash, and those bills have already been circulated through everyday business." Bennett speculated.

This was the hardest part. Ordinary citizens, afraid of getting dragged into legal trouble, would deny everything no matter what.

It was clear that Wallace knew a bit about the law. He understood that he could completely clear himself of any charges, which made him even more unwilling to talk the truth.

At that moment, Quinlyn stood up. "Lettry." Bennett trusted Quinlyn completely. He got up and headed for the interrogation room, followed by Quinlyn. He knocked on the door, signaling for the officer taking notes to step out.

Quinlyn pushed the door open and walked in.

"Bennett, Quinlyn has never done an interrogation before. Are you sure she can handle it?" one of the officers asked.

In all their previous cases, Quinlyn had only gone undercover and gathered intelligence.

Bennett was not sure either. “Let her try. If it doesn't work, we can al-” He had not even finished his sentence when he saw the officer staring into the interrogation room, mouth hanging open in shock.

Through the one-way glass, Bennett instinctively looked inside. Quinlyn was holding a book against Wallace's chest and repeatedly slamming her fist onto it.

A minute later, Quinlyn walked out. "He confessed." Bennett and the other officers who had witnessed the scene were all stunned. Quinlyn had always been gentle and mild-mannered. None of them had ever imagined she could be that aggressive.

Bennett wiped a hand down his face, forcing himself to shake off his shock. He sent an officer in to take Wallace's statement, then walked over, leaned down, and gritted his teeth as he asked Quinlyn, "Who taught you to use force in an interrogation?" Quinlyn blinked, looking genuinely puzzled. "That's how cops do it in the movies." Bennett rolled his eyes.

Quinlyn had left Wallace so psychologically shaken that he said everything out quickly and in full detail.

Following Wallace's lead, Bennett soon discovered that on the day Laura disappeared, she had switched from her motorcycle to a white van.

When they checked the surveillance footage, they saw someone completely unexpected.

"Do you recognize who that is?" Bennett could hardly believe his eyes.

Quinlyn answered without hesitation. "It's Lisa." <3.87%1 Chapter 170 Lisa was the missing college student who had abandoned her baby.

"Why would she be involved with the suspects?" Bennett muttered, frowning as he continued tracking the van's movements.

Deep in the woods outside town, a police dog dug into the ground beneath a tree, scraping at the dirt. A pale, lifeless hand emerged. The body was already showing signs of decomposition.

Brent crouched nearby, vomiting and sobbing at the stime, a strangely ridiculous sight.

Calvin, on the other hand, was pale. When the police asked if Calvin would consent to an autopsy, he nodded firmly. "Please, make sure the killer is brought to justice. My mother had so many needle marks on her hands and stomach.

"They must have been experimenting on her in secret. Her subcutaneous tissue should still have traces of whatever drugs they used. If necessary, I can join the investigation myself." Bennett knew Calvin was highly capable, so he did not refuse.

The farmers' market was scaled off. The police brought in a group of vendors for questioning, and with the precinct already short-staffed, Stanley and Larry were called in to help.

Bennett said, "Lisa hasn't been hrecently, and there's no surveillance footage of her anywhere near her house. That van was a scrapped vehicle with fake plates, and there's no record of it in the system.

"Luckily, based on Wallace's description, the sketch artist was able to draw the face of one of the employees from that corner store. We ran it through our internal system and got a match." A background check revealed the man's criminal record. After serving his sentence, he stayed out of trouble and worked in medical equipment sales for a few years until he suddenly vanished without a trace.

But he sent money to his family every month. Bennett traced his account activity and found his employer.

"His boss is Lionel Emerson, the owner of Hope Biotech Group," Bennett added.

A voice sounded. "I know him." Bennett turned around and saw Calvin, who had just cfrom the medical examiner's office with a report in his hand, staring intently at the personal information on the screen.

By the tJoseph and Quinlyn arrived, the meeting room was already full, all with serious expressions. Even Police Chief Kaspar Crawford was present.

Kaspar spoke. "We found traces of a drug in the victim's body. The composition comes from the recently popular stem cell technology, aimed at promoting cell regeneration in the dead.

"However, the stem cells injected into the victim contained an excessive amount of metal substances, which most likely caused her to suffer massive uterine hemorrhaging, leading to death.

"According to another team's undercover investigation, Hope Biotech Group, the producer of this stem cell injection, has carried out criminal activities at more than one location.

"Therefore, the two teams are now merging the investigation and forming a special task force to dive deeper into this malicious biotech case." As technology advanced, it also led to more complex and harder-to-solve crimes. It was a double-edged sword. As a peer, Joseph was invited to assist in the investigation. Quinlyn, once again, was sent in as an undercover agent.

"What the heck? Don't you guys have anyone else in the department who can go undercover? Why does it have to be Quinlyn risking her life?" Stanley had just gathered sleads from checking the surveillance footage, finally feeling s11:31 Thu, 27 Mar * Chapter 170 relief.

When he heard this bad news, he was so furious that he slammed his keyboard.

87% Bennett patiently calmed him down, explaining. "Lionel threatened Calvin last time. Quinlyn and Joseph were both present then. They have a grudge against the Wilson family. If Quinlyn defects, they will be more likely to accept her." "Is it because they'll let their guard down and then give Quinlyn a shot?" Stanley didn't believe a word of it. "If Quinlyn goes, . I'm quitting." The next moment, Quinlyn's words changed Stanley's mind. "Stanley, they won't succeed in givinga shot. I'm going there to give them a shot." Stanley was momentarily stunned. 'Well, that's more like it, he wondered.

Once the decision was made, everyone got to work.

Two weeks later, the Wilson Group's stock plummeted to an all-tlow, and a large number of investors started selling off their shares. Rumors spread that the Wilson Group had filed for bankruptcy. At this point, Calvin, who had been working at the Wilson Group lab, brought Quinlyn to Hope Biotech Group.

Lionel received them in his office. He had just been talking with Mariano about the Wilson Group, and now upon seeing Calvin and Quinlyn, his expression was subtle.

"When the Wilson Group collapses, you crunning tofor shelter? Joseph saved your life, and you're the adopted daughter of the Wilson family.

"Isn't it a little hypocritical for you to rush over tolike this? Why not wait a few more days? Lionel M laughed, calling them out. He didn't even bother to offer them a cup of coffee. the Calvin, inexperienced and nervous, wanted to defend himself, but Quinlyn tossed a document onto the table first. "If you've seen it and still aren't interested, we'll leave." Quinlyn didn't want to waste ttalking even more.

It was the first tLionel had encountered someone so aggressive in negotiations, and he was momentarily taken aback. He snorted, flipping through the folder casually.

A few seconds later, Lionel suddenly straightened up, placed the file on his lap, and began reading it carefully. Ten minutes later, he looked up at Quinlyn, his eyes wide with excitement. "Where did you get this data?" Quinlyn remained calm. "It's from a project I led and developed."

Lionel immediately stood up, almost knocking over the table. He walked around and grabbe Quinlyn's hand, shaking it fiercely. "Hey, Quinlyn, from now on, you're going to be our most loyal partner." AD Comment Send gift No A mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliIofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1