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[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
"Ah this robot! I really want to have it but unfortunately my salary is not enough to buy it," said Patricia who became even more enthusiastic after seeing Hellen in another corner of the living room. Knowing his words were completely ignored by Patricia and Harris was enough to make Darren a little angry. Darren was annoyed with Patricia and Harris, because their visit to his mansion was not to admire robots and sophisticated equipment, but to talk about this important document. "Yes, I think it's enough to look at the robots and tools here, let's sit down there are more important things we have to talk about," Darren said in a cold tone as if showing his anger. Harris and Patricia who realized that then immediately followed Darren to the table that had been prepared in the middle of the living room. Meanwhile, Darren expressed his frustration by slamming the prison list document on the table while saying. "Are you actually serious or don't you want to talk about this do
Darren noticed the very tattooed red marks Anna mentioned. "What's this?" "Strangulation marks. But not with hands or ropes," Anna replied, then turned her attention to the aluminum table on which there were several tools. Anna immediately walked over to the small surgical table, pushing it closer. "This is probably the closest thing to being the tool that killed the victim," Anna said as she held up a wire. "Wire?" Darren was both confused and surprised. "Someone strangled her with a wire?" Anna nodded her head. "Small strangulation marks, possibly using a wire," Anna continued as she pointed out the parts of Roy's body she was referring to. Darren showed a half-surprised expression after seeing the bruises on Roy's body which was quite surprising, because the initial estimate of Roy's death was caused by falling from the car. "Then are there any other signs, Dr. Anna?" asked Darren with a glare at Roy's body. "Actually, there are still non-physical irreg
"It is, isn't it?" Harris also looked uncertain. "I didn't think it was unusual to find a corrupted document in the trash. It could have been a faulty report or something." "I didn't realize it either when Patricia told me about being called in to do some business," Darren said. "My guess is that the prison warden who called Patricia at the time... might have been Roy. Either paid by Mr. Rudolf, or someone in disguise." "Shouldn't Patricia have known that the warden was someone in disguise?" Darren asked. Harris' face looked confused and thoughtful. For a few seconds he remained silent, then he shook his head. "Patricia should be able to recognize. But, there's another possibility too. Patricia is someone who tends not to notice things when her mind is focused on something else," Harris said. Harris' words made sense to Darren. Darren does not yet know how Patricia's character is. But so far, as they worked together to investigate where Mr. Salvador's narcotics were,