Chapter 42: Hiding Anthony, Wanting to Refuse to Return Hugh Dean Lee (4,000 words of chapter, please read it)

"Man, this... this joke is not funny at all!" Looking at the blades, fine needles, and pistols in front of him, the elite lawyer lost his usual sharp words and stuttered when he spoke.

"joke?"

The smile on Dean's face dissipated little by little: "Why do you think this is a joke, just because you are a guild lawyer?"

bump!

The chair fell to the ground.

The poor lawyer had no power to resist, so Dean pinched his neck with one hand, lifted him up, and stared in the air.

He grabbed Dean's hand with both hands, his eyes full of fear.

madman!

This is a lunatic!

He actually attacked me in the police detective station!

Damn, I can't breathe!

this moment.

Countless thoughts emerged in the mind of this lawyer who had been at the negotiation table for a long time, and finally they all settled on the surveillance light that was no longer on in the interrogation room.

Now here, we are in a surveillance blind spot!!!

Accompanied by the rapid depletion of oxygen in the lawyer's body.

In panic.

In just over ten seconds, this well-dressed lawyer's entire face was turned red by the blocked blood, like a prawn that had been cooked, and his expression was ferocious.

Amodio, who was on the side, was so frightened by the scene in front of him that he shrank into a ball.

He wants to run.

But his cuffed hands fixed him to the chair, making him unable to move at all.

Amodio could only curl up his head and pray that Dean wouldn't notice him.

At this moment, he doesn't have the same violence as when he committed crimes.

At the moment when the lawyer thought he was going to die.

Pa da ~

Dean suddenly let go of his hand.

The lawyer fell to the ground, holding his throat and coughing violently, ignoring the splash of saliva and runny nose, and breathing heavily.

Survived!

"Don't say I won't give you a chance." Dean threw the pistol in his hand in front of the lawyer: "Either shoot me, or tell me who asked you to be Amodio's lawyer!"

The election is approaching.

The head of the Los Angeles Trucking Association would not let the lawyer in front of him defend the murderer of the previous serial home-invasion murder case unless he was full of shit.

As soon as the news got out.

The head of the Los Angeles Trucking Association will step down on the spot!

"No!", the lawyer quickly crawled back.

He's not stupid.

This gun is 100% inoperable. If you touch it and leave fingerprints, your death will be in vain!

"Please let me go. I won't defend Amodeo. You can do whatever you want to him. Let me go. I will leave immediately and I am willing to sign a confidentiality agreement on this matter!" The lawyer knelt on the ground.

Crying and begging for mercy.

The confidence of people like them is only effective for those who follow the rules.

But the Dean in front of him looks like a pervert no matter how he looks at it!

"It's very difficult for me to handle it if you don't cooperate with my treatment." Dean shook his head regretfully: "But I admire people with professional ethics. Since you don't want to speak, I won't force you."

Lawyers have light again in their eyes!

He lay on the ground, looking at Dean eagerly, hoping to hear from this lunatic's mouth that he was willing to let him go.

Look at the light of hope burning in the lawyer's eyes.

Dean grinned, his eyes full of indifference to life: "So, before I finish treating Amodio, Mr. Lawyer, think of an epitaph for you and your family, and this will be your reward for keeping secrets."

The hope in the lawyer's eyes shattered.

The door to the interrogation room must be opened from the outside.

The firearms on the ground are definitely a trap.

The lunatic in front of him was not prepared to give him a way out, and even threatened him with the lives of his entire family!

this moment.

The lawyer was filled with despair.

Because when he opens his mouth, the result is the same!

"Ahhh!"

The lawyer suddenly howled and rushed up from the ground. Instead of rushing towards Dean, he rushed towards Amodio, who had shrunk into an ostrich: "FK, you, it was you bastard who hurt me, go to hell!"

Touch~

Before he could get close to Amodio.

Dean kicked him away: "Think about it again."

After saying that, Dean ignored the lawyer lying on the ground, grabbed Amodio's hair, pulled his head down, and forced him to face him.

Amodio has not rested for a moment since he was caught. His spirit has been in a state of tension and his eyes are bloodshot.

He looked at Dean in front of him in horror.

damn it.

Isn’t this the territory of the Detective Bureau?

This lunatic is openly abusing prisoners here and even threatening lawyers. Are there still human rights and laws in this world?

"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Dean picked up a piece of thin paper and slowly covered it on his face: "Mr. Amodeo, I'm sorry to see you here. I originally thought that the murderer who could abuse three women would be

You are a very good patient, but your current performance disappoints me so much."

Phew~

Amodio quickly blew away the paper on his face: "I was forced to do that. If I don't do that, Bill will kill me!"

"Yeah?"

Dean took his time and bent down to pick up the water bottle from under Amodio, imitating Amodio's original tone and said:

"No! I haven't had enough fun yet!"

"I understand, Butcher. It's a pleasure to work with you. I look forward to the start of the next game."

Hear these words.

Amodeo's pupils contracted violently, and his heart almost stopped!

damn it!

Wasn't this the last phone call he had with Bill?

Dean looked at Amodio, who was extremely frightened, and had an idea.

He continued to stimulate:

"Amodio, didn't Lucifer and the others tell you that we have installed monitoring software on Bill's cell phone?

Oh, right.

The reason why you were arrested so quickly is because a "good Samaritan" reported your location.

Let me guess, did they fool you, saying they would arrange everything so that you would be fine, so you foolishly just surrendered?"

Amodio gritted his teeth.

Will not!

Lucifer entrusted such an important matter to me, he couldn't have asked me to take the initiative to die!

The madman in front of me.

You must be scamming me!

Terrified to the extreme!

The violence in Amodeo's heart rose instead.
To be continued...