After a long discussion, Darren, Harris and Patricia went to the administration office to find out the identity of the prison guard they suspected. During the trip Patricia talked about Patrick - the staff guarding the document room. "Surely this time Patrick will also give me a hard time again," Patricia said as if showing her annoyance at Patrick."What do you mean, Patricia? Who is Patrick?" asked Darren who heard Patricia's words."Patrick is the staff guarding the document room, Mr. Darren. All police officers know who he is and how fierce he is. He is a very meticulous person and doesn't trust anyone easily, this time he will definitely suspect us," explained Patricia."It's true what Patricia said, Mr. Darren. Patrick is not an easy person to convince. Some of my team even chose not to deal with him just because they didn't want to make things difficult for themselves," Harris said in support of Patricia's statement. "Then what s
The next day, Harris and Patricia came to Darren's mansion to discuss the list of prison guards kept by Darren. "Please come in, I've told Walt to set up a table for us to discuss," said Darren welcoming Harris and Patricia.However, the two people ignored Darren's words and instead focused on the interior and various sophisticated tools in Darren's mansion. Harris and Patricia were a little surprised at how spacious and luxurious Darren's mansion was. Both of their eyes looked around in awe. Modern appliances that they had never seen before were now in front of them. "Wow, your mansion is so big Mr. Darren, it's like a five-star hotel conference hall," said Patricia who was still looking around."That's right, Patricia, besides being big, there are various sophisticated furnishings here. Take a look at the floor cleaning robot that is running, even though I have wanted it for a long time but have not bought it because the price is qui
[SYSTEM ERROR] [SYSTEM STILL RECOVERING] [REMAINING RECOVERY TIME: 10:22:13] Darren immediately groaned in exasperation after trying to turn on his system. His feelings were really upset now. He could not get more information about Mr. Rudolf, or even use the lie detection feature during negotiations. "Ah, shit," Darren muttered in exasperation as he rubbed his own face roughly. "System turn off." [SYSTEM WILL TURN OFF] Darren let out a long breath, his head bowed limply. Recalling what he had discussed with Harris and Patricia, it felt like Darren was overwhelmed with confusion. "This is difficult for me. How am I supposed to know whether Mr. Rudolf is lying or not when investigating him," Darren muttered in exasperation. "Mr. Darren. I realize you're upset. How can I help?" Walt's voice coming from behind made Darren turn around in surprise. Darren looked at Walt who had a worried and curious
"So, what should we do, Mr. Darren?" asked Walt, noticing the anger in Darren's eyes. Darren couldn't help but think about the conversation the two of them had had earlier. In his brain, he suddenly imagined that the way to destroy Mr. Charlotte was to destroy Mr. Rudolf. Which meant he could not let Mr. Rudolf off the hook. "If Mr. Charlotte is so eager to let Mr. Rudolf off the hook, then Mr. Rudolf is very important. To destroy Mr. Charlotte, we must prevent Mr. Rudolf from being released from prison..."Darren stopped his speech for a moment. He was still thinking about his plan in greater detail and clarity. There was a feeling of hesitation in his chest. "But if we want to keep Mr. Rudolf from getting out, we have to separate Mr. Albern from Mr. Handrick," Darren said then. Walt furrowed his brow. Just like Darren, he was feeling hesitant. He slowly moved backwards until he was leaning back, folding his arms across his chest. "Is that something we can do, Mr. Darren?" a
"I don't understand what you're saying, Mr. Darren. Why do your words sound like sarcasm?" asked Mr. Albern. Darren pretended to frown as Mr. Albern realized the sarcasm implied in his words. He mumbled for a moment while pretending to look thoughtful. "I wasn't actually being sarcastic, and you shouldn't feel sarcastic if you're not," Darren replied. Increasingly, the look on Mr. Albern's face faded into a smile. From the look in his eyes, he seemed to be questioning what Darren meant and was starting to feel wary. "What is your purpose here, Mr. Darren?" asked Mr. Albern with a wary gaze. "There is no specific purpose, Mr. Albern. I really just wanted to see you and ask you about..." As speech paused, Darren slowly leaned his sitting position towards Mr. Albern. With a serious look, Darren continued the question, "...how do you connect with VVIP people so that you always win your cases?" Mr. Albern immediately seemed to protest Darren's words. His irritation was inevitable
Now Darren is meeting with Mr. Handrick in a VVIP room of a fancy restaurant in the city. Mr. Handrick had just arrived, now sitting in front of Darren with a flat face as if he didn't want the meeting. "My condolences on the death of Mr. Salvador the other day, Mr. Handrick" Darren said sincerely. "Don't bother talking to me, let alone caring, what did you ask me to come here for? I should have nothing to do with you, Salvador is gone," said Mr. Handrick in a stern tone. The look in Mr. Handrick's eyes seemed to imply a deep hatred for Darren, as if there was a grudge to be paid. Darren, who was aware of this, just acted uncharacteristically and remained calm. "Yes, I also regret Mr. Salvador's death, especially since he was so young," said Darren expressing his sympathy for Mr. Handrick. "Hahah, shouldn't you be happy now Mr. Darren? You were also one of the people who wanted Salvador dead weren't you?" said Mr. Handrick with a sarcastic laugh at Darren. "Why would you sa
Darren and Mr. Handrick's conversation continues with a bit of debate. Mr. Handrick still did not believe Darren despite his repeated attempts to convince him. "I won't trust you that easily, Mr. Darren. Yesterday you set me up with that deal that I lost my own son," Mr. Handrick said, "I am truly sorry that I believed and agreed to the deal with you, Mr. Darren," he continued in a stern tone. "I proposed the agreement only to deter you from your actions, nothing more. It had nothing to do with Mr. Salvador's death," Darren said defensively. Mr. Handrick was silent for a moment, perhaps now he was thinking about Darren's words, weighing up whether they were true or not. Darren who saw the thoughtful look on Mr. Handrick's face pulled out a memory card from his pocket. "If you still don't believe me, this memory card is proof that I was in no way involved in Mr. Salvador's death," Darren said as he held up the memory card. "Where did you get that memory card, Mr. Darren?" asked Mr
Darren's face automatically curved into a smile. Darren already knew that he didn't need to worry about whether Harris would stop investigating or not. "That's right. You can't stop, even when Mr. Jonathan gives you the order to release Mr. Rudolf," Darren replied. Harris nodded. "Mr. Rudolf is not someone to be underestimated. Even if we catch him, I still wonder what he'll do." "You have to be careful, Harris. It's likely that Mr. Rudolf also has connections with the prison guards," Darren replied in a serious tone. "That's what I think too, Darren. I'm still looking into whether any of the guards are working with Mr. Rudolf. The thing is... I sensed something was wrong before Mr. Salvador committed suicide." Darren furrowed his brows. His sitting position spontaneously leaned forward slightly, watching Harris seriously. "What makes you feel odd, Harris?" Darren asked. Harris let out a long sigh, seemingly hesitant to talk as he looked around. He seemed to be mak