CHAPTER 335: CHAPTER 314: YOU MUST GIVE ME A REASONABLE EXPLANATION

Mahadi snorted with a bit of defiance; he didn’t understand anything about Huaxia or the Hua family. He only knew that someone had died in the area he governed: "I will find evidence to prove it."

Rem rubbed his brow; he knew his old subordinate’s temperament and character very well. Everything was so serious to him, stubborn like an ox. It was precisely this temperament that had only gotten him a section chief position so far, and that was a position Rem had fought hard to get for him: "Mahadi, you need to understand the current situation. The Hua family has influence. Although we’re just cops, politically, they are quite significant figures. Offending them now is tantamount to offending Huaxia, a responsibility we cannot bear."

"Chief, a prince breaking the law should be punished the same as a commoner. Besides, it was his bodyguard who committed murder, not him. What are you worried about?" Mahadi was full of a sense of justice, his eyes resolute; in his mind, this was his duty.

Rem looked up at Mahadi; talking to a person like that was exhausting. Someone with one-track mind couldn’t understand the implied words of others: "I don’t care how you do it, but if anything happens, you will bear all the responsibility." After leaving this remark, Rem angrily walked out of the room.

Hua Qingyi finally made a move, switching his right leg with his left, then extending his left hand to tap his fingers on the table. He was unfamiliar with such a scene; in Dragon Soul, such a room was completely unnecessary, and the prisoners in there were much more comfortable, at least with a TV to watch, a bathroom to use, and games to play.

So his rationality was on the brink of collapse at the moment, and in fact, he was already prepared to dismantle this place, not now though, but when he returned to Huaxia later.

Just as he was about to get up, the door on his right opened, and in walked a middle-aged man about 175 centimeters tall. He had typical dark skin, wore a suit and tie of the same color scheme, had a bit of a balding head, though not yet with a significant beer belly, considered a pretty fit man, with a small mustache curving upwards, looking rather amusing.

Hua Qingyi watched him approach, holding a folder. Trailing behind him was a slightly younger man, who had quite a well-defined look. Upon seeing Hua Qingyi’s face, the young man’s face blushed involuntarily; oh, quite shy indeed! Hua Qingyi mused inwardly.

"Mr. Hua, right? I’m Mahadi from the Criminal Investigation Division of the Central Police Department." Mahadi sat opposite Hua Qingyi, while the young man took out a pen and sat beside them recording. In this day and age, taking records with a pen? In our country, it’s all done using computer systems for image documentation.

"May I ask if waking me from my sleep at three in the morning to wait here for three hours was just to hear your self-introduction?" Hua Qingyi completely ignored Mahadi, each word came out crisp and short, no slurring, making it sound like a threat to Mahadi’s ears.

"I think three hours of waiting can completely bring Mr. Hua to full consciousness and allow you to recall past events nicely." Mahadi poured himself a glass of water: "On the night of November 3rd at 8:20 PM, where were you?"

"On the street!"

"Who were you with?" Mahadi asked again.

"No one."

"Mr. Hua, I hope you can cooperate with our investigation. Someone reported that on the night of November 3rd, four Arab nationals were found dead, stabbed in a back alley, and the murderer was your bodyguard, a Chinese national."

"Oh? Such a thing?" Hua Qingyi chuckled twice at this humorous man in front of him: "That informant must be Hardley, right?"

Mahadi hadn’t expected Hua Qingyi to straightforwardly name the person, leaving him speechless for a moment.

"Chief, if that’s the case, may I file a charge against Hardley for hiring a murderer?" Hua Qingyi gave Mahadi no chance to refute, his fingers tapping the table, the duration they’d been inside had grown longer: "That night in your most famous casino in Amman, I won 20 million USD from Hardley. On the way back, I was attacked by your locals. I’m still injured; do you want to find someone to verify it? I will file a strong accusation against him for suspicion of hiring a murderer."

"Mr. Hua, may I ask, where is your bodyguard now?" Mahadi once again gently rubbed his tightly knit brow, realizing he had asked a foolish question, and that the Chinese person in front of him was someone highly skilled at identifying verbal loopholes.

"Does the Chief suspect that my bodyguard killed Hardley’s men? In fact, I always believed it was Hardley who killed my bodyguard. Until now, I haven’t seen him, and his life or death is uncertain. I will appeal to your local government for a reasonable explanation."

"Uh..." Mahadi looked around, speechless; he now had an illusion of who’s the cop and who’s the suspect. It was really difficult, and he couldn’t help his voice turning cold: "Mr. Hua, we’re questioning you about the incident involving Hardley’s men being murdered. Please don’t judge our ways with your personal biases."

This time Hua Qingyi didn’t answer immediately, instead closing his mouth firmly, smiling as he watched Mahadi.

Seeing such a beautiful face smiling, Mahadi felt no joy. On the contrary, he felt like an insect caught in a spider’s web, with a spider hungrily eyeing him from the other end.

And the note-taking boy sitting beside couldn’t help but cover his face with his hand. Hua Qingyi quite appreciatively gazed at that boy, but alas, following such a foolish boss, there was nothing to learn.

"Chief Mahadi, right?" After a long silence, Hua Qingyi sat upright, placing both arms on the table, speaking in an extremely serious tone: "Just now, you yourself mentioned the fact that Hardley’s men were murdered, correct?"

Mahadi’s eyes widened, although the statement seemed harmless, but...

"Chief Mahadi, don’t you see a major problem in your words? Firstly, you are well aware of the entire incident, yet you continue to believe my bodyguard murdered Hardley’s men. I can’t help but suspect your personal relationship with Hardley. I am a victim, and my bodyguard should perform his due duties."

"Now, I will no longer answer any of your questions. Please be prepared to receive my lawyer’s letter; I will charge you with all the allegations." Hua Qingyi’s lips curved into a perfect smile, his eyes, although smiling, causing a chill to anyone who saw it. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)