Chapter 534 He Has A Neurological Disorder


    The entire police station was filled with elite officers who had been transferred over to investigate the


    matter.


    Unfortunately, they were unable to make any progress on the case after an entire day.


    Neal had given them an ultimatum-three days to find the mastermind.


    Meanwhile, the young police chief was sitting in his office, brimming with anxiety.


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    As he went through the information provided one by one, repeated sighs could be heard in between his


    sips of coffee.


    He was worried about his inability to find any suspects so far.


    Cedrick suspected Paul, who was a count from Ospea. Given his important station, it was difficult for


    the police to investigate thetter unless they had concrete proof to back up their usation,


    Taking such action would, after all, affect the rtions between Astoria and Ospea.


    On the other hand, if Paul wasn’t investigated, the chief would have a hard time exining it to Cedrick.


    It would also affect the foreign rtions between Chanaca and Astoria.


    Finally, if he couldn’t find anything, he would not only be given a hard time by Neal but also be relieved


    of his position.


    The predicament he was in made him feel trapped.


    While going through the unsettling information that had yet to yield a lead, he finished his third


    cigarette. without even realizing it.


    Just as he was lost in his frustration, a knock on the door was heard.


    “Come in,” he barked impatiently.


    A uniformed officer subsequently entered.


    “Sir, there’s ady outside who ims to have knowledge about the incident and wants to help you.”


    “Help me?” The chief adjusted his tie in an annoyed manner before letting out a snort. “Who is she?”


    “She says she’s Count Hall’s girlfriend, Ms. Annie.”


    Oh? She’s another big shot.


    “Bring her in and prepare a cup of cappino.”


    “Yes, Sir.”


    A few minutester, the officer led Annie into the chief’s office.


    The young chief invited her to have a seat on the couch.


    Wearing a gentle smile, Annie appeared genuine.


    He Has A Neurological Disorder


    “Ms. Annie, did youe here with some evidence for us?”


    Annie nodded. “I know very well what your current concerns are and have a n to solve the dilemma


    you’re facing. You’ll be able to provide everyone with a satisfactory answer. On top of that, you get to


    keep your position as chief too.”


    The chief cocked a skeptical brow. After all, thedy before him was still very young despite her beauty.


    Since he had no better option, he decided to listen to what she had to say. “Tell me about it.”


    Having applied exquisite makeup, Annie looked innocent and adorable with her captivating smile.


    However, behind the calm look in her eyes was an unbelievably wicked mind.


    Meanwhile, Gwendolyn had spent two days at the hospital.


    Under Cedrick’s meticulous care, her feet didn’t touch the ground the entire time. He carried her


    everywhere, including the toilet.


    Feeling as if she was his young, paralyzed charge, Gwendolyn couldn’t help but feel awkward about it.


    During the day, she spoke over the phone with Charles as usual, but she didn’t do a video call as she


    was in the hospital.


    Upon learning that the children were doing fine, she heaved a sigh of relief.


    After a week passed in Astoria, the day of Neal’s ultimatum finally arrived. Hence, the result of the


    investigation was expected in the afternoon.


    When the determined Gwendolyn asked to be discharged, Cedrick objected to it but to no avail.


    During her checkup, the doctor examined both her wounds from the gunshot and her head trauma.


    When he didn’t find any problems, he gave her the green light to leave..


    Rendered speechless, Cedrick had no choice but to apany Gwendolyn in an armored car to the


    police station, where they would learn about the results of the investigation.


    Upon their arrival, they ran into Neal, who entered the building together with them.


    Inside the conference room, the ckboard hadplicated leads stered all over it.


    The police chief printed three copies of the evidence and distributed one each to the three important


    figures in the room.


    While everyone was going through the document, he pointed to the ckboard and exined, “Based


    on our investigations, we conclude that the lorry driver is the prime suspect. He was a Chanaean who


    came to Astoria this year. After submitting the relevant documents, he managed to obtain Astorian


    citizenship.”


    The chief’s finger subsequently shifted to Gwendolyn’s picture. “We found many pictures of Mrs.


    Jenson in the driver’s house. We know that he watched Mrs. Jenson’s viral dance video online and is a


    fan of hers. On top of that, he fantasized that she was his wife online. Therefore, the announcement of


    Mrs. Jenson’s marriage came as such a shock that he lost control of his emotions.”


    The words triggered a furrow of Cedrick’s brows. The displeasure from his darkened expression was


    telling.


    Nheless, he didn’t interrupt the chief but scowled as he continued to listen.


    “Yesterday, we sent him for a psychiatric evaluation. The doctor concluded that he has a neurological


    disorder that causes him to behave in an aggressive and violent manner. Due to his obsession with


    Mrs. Jenson, he plotted the incident in an attempt to destroy what he couldn’t have.”


    Gwendolyn snorted abruptly to express her skepticism toward the chief’s prime suspect. “This theory


    has too many ws. How can a lowly lorry driver afford to hire a group of elite assassins and snipers


    from the ck market?”


    The chief responded calmly, “We checked the transactions of his bank ount and found out that he


    had spent all his money a few days ago. On top of that, he decided to personally drive the lorry himself


    in the suicide attack. Mrs. Jenson, if you try and recall what happened that day, you’ll remember that he


    didn’t give up after ramming the lorry into the taxi. He dragged the taxi for tens of meters until he was


    forced to stop by the road divider. His vengeful and impulsive behavior is extremely obvious from his


    actions.”


    Upon hearing the exnation, Neal maintained his silence.


    As for the fuming Gwendolyn, she flipped through the evidence back and forth with mounting distress in


    her eyes.


    In an icy tone, Cedrick inquired, “Where’s the lorry driver now?”


    “He was sent to the emergency room after the incident. Unfortunately, he’s now reduced to a


    vegetable, He’s still alive but might not wake up, ever.”


    Pinning all the me on a paralyzed man was no different than doing the same with a dead man. That


    was the solution to resolve the tripartite dilemma. No one had any basis to question the investigation


    any further, as dead men tell no tales.


    After going through the evidence a few times. Neal found the hypothesis that the lorry driver had


    exacted. revenge due to a violent neurological disorder to be reasonable.


    Thereafter, he put the document down and turned his attention to the victim. “Ms. Harris, do you still


    have any objections to the conclusion? If you do, please raise them at once.”


    Gwendolyn snorted in response.


    It’s unbelievable how they can me such a huge incident on a lorry driver.


    Gwendolyn shot the chief a piercing re as she asked candidly, “I’ve heard that you have been ced


    in charge of this case. So, have you met anyone unrted to the case here in the police station?”