Robbery and Murder Department.

Interrogation room.

A Black woman with a ponytail sat in the interrogation chair, her large eyes darting around.

This case could be big or small, she had to find a way to save herself, and the premise for self-rescue was to establish a good relationship with the detective interrogating her.

She was a detective, had seen people from all walks of life, various kinds of people, and had a keen eye for character.

Last night, that Captain Marcus who arrested her was not a difficult person to get along with; as long as she established a good relationship with him, she should be able to get a decent plea deal.

She straightened her chest, telling herself she still had some charm; it wouldn't be hard to get along with Captain Marcus.

"Creak…"

The sound of the door interrupted her thoughts.

Marcus and Luke entered the interrogation room.

The Black woman with the ponytail showed a smile, "Captain Marcus, you finally came."

Luke thought he misheard, glanced at Marcus, who was winking and grinning awkwardly, knowing his old habit struck again.

He couldn't be bothered to expose him.

Marcus smiled a bit awkwardly, "How did you sleep last night?"

"Not well, I had insomnia."

Marcus glanced at Luke, seeing him sitting on the side drinking coffee without the intention to speak, cleared his throat, and continued, "Hey, I need to ask you a few questions."

"Do I have a choice?"

"What's your name?"

"Michelle Harold."

"Michelle, I like that name, my mom had a ragdoll cat named that. It had a V-shaped head, big eyes, and a long tail; the only downside was it shed a lot."

Michelle Harold "..."

What kind of thinking is this?

Does it have anything to do with me?

"Ahem." Blackie coughed lightly, returning to the subject, "Do you know why you were arrested?"

Michelle Harold hesitated, "I think… there might be some misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding?" Blackie frowned slightly, unsatisfied with the statement, directly labeling her with a grave accusation, "Murder is no misunderstanding, are you ready to spend the rest of your life in prison?"

"Murder?" Michelle Harold became unsettled, a bit flustered, "We didn't murder anyone."

Blackie pursed his lips, "We're the Robbery and Murder Department; if you didn't murder anyone, why would we arrest you?"

"I admit I was wrong, but we didn't commit murder."

"What's the wrongdoing?"

"We… we impersonated detectives from the Robbery and Murder Department; we are willing to cooperate with the investigation, but we did not murder anyone.

Everything I've said is true."

"Impersonating a cop is not a misunderstanding.

Being a cop is a sacred profession, impersonating one carries a heavy charge, at least one to two years in prison; are you ready for that?"

"Captain Marcus, I admit to impersonating a detective from the Robbery and Murder Department, I regret my behavior very much.

At the same time, I am willing to cooperate with your investigation, hoping to get a favorable plea deal; I will cooperate with you."

"Heh heh." Blackie chuckled, "You have no chance, I'm married.

However, if you show good attitude in admitting guilt and provide us with some valuable clues,

we will consider giving you a favorable plea agreement."

Michelle Harold breathed a sigh of relief, "I will, and again I apologize for impersonating the Robbery and Murder Department detectives."

Blackie pursued further, "Why did you impersonate detectives from the Robbery and Murder Department?"

"We're investigating the Getty Museum oil painting robbery case."

"Why investigate this matter? Who are you people?"

"We are detectives."

"Which Detective Agency?"

"Navis Detective Agency."

"Who commissioned you? Was it a commission taken through Navis Detective Agency?"

"No, the client did not issue the commission through Navis Detective Agency but directly contacted me as a private commission."

"Who is the client?"

"According to the contract, I cannot reveal the employer's identity; it is a major taboo in the detective industry.

However, I can assure you, we didn't harm anyone nor misuse the detective identity to do bad things."

"I really want to help you, but if you maintain this attitude, you might have to spend next Christmas in prison."

Michelle Harold showed a conflicted expression.

Luke put down his coffee cup and said, "What's the content of the commission?"

Michelle Harold frowned slightly, "This also needs to be kept a secret."

"What do you want for Christmas the year after next? I'll ask someone to send it to you."

Michelle Harold showed panic on her dark face, looked towards Captain Marcus, seeing him only shrug without expressing anything else, took a deep breath,

"Although according to the contract, a detective cannot disclose the commission content... I am willing to assist you.

The client asked us to learn as much as we could about the oil painting robbery, such as, whose work was the painting that was stolen? The name of the painting? The packaging? Various details."

"Did the client commission you to find the painting?"

"No.

Compared to the whereabouts of the painting, the client was more interested in the circumstances during the robbery, so we approached the security transporting the painting to understand the situation."

The commission content relates to the client's purpose.

If it was for the Getty Museum's reward, it should be inquiring about the painting's whereabouts, but the client's commission wasn't this, which makes it intriguing.

Does that mean the client knows the painting's whereabouts?

Then the client's identity isn't hard to guess.

He very likely is the buyer of the stolen painting.