Jason’s fist viciously smashed into Griffin’s stomach. Instantly, the self-proclaimed negotiator’s unfinished words were abruptly cut short. His body bent like a shrimp, but before he could fully bow, Jason had grabbed him by the collar and hoisted him up to face him. In the midst of excruciating pain, Griffin, faced with Jason, whose nostrils were twitching incessantly and whose face exhibited a mix of excitement and anticipation, was utterly confused. He couldn’t understand why Jason would show such an expression. Was it a symptom of post-traumatic stress disorder? Thinking thus, Griffin didn’t stop talking. “I am just a negotiator!” In the office, Edward was not there. Only Bansey and the others were present. “Bansey, where’s Chief Edward?” The receptionist asked. “Interrogating a suspect, what’s up?” “That lady called again.” The receptionist said. “I’ll go find the captain right away.” Thinking of Edward’s repeated instructions to ‘inform me immediately about anything concerning Jason or Giselle,’ Bansey stood up and headed toward the interrogation room. A moment later, he returned with Edward. The receptionist immediately started recounting the story in the corridor. By this time, the sky had turned completely dark. Yet, the corridors of the police station were bustling with activity. There were officers working on cases or on duty, as well as some clerical staff who could leave for the day. One of the clerks passing by the interrogation room glanced inside out of habit when she noticed the door was open. “There’s a dead person!” She was already sitting paralyzed with fear on the ground. Edward and Bansey, who had been in the corridor, ran toward the screams upon hearing them. The receptionist hesitated for a moment before running after them. Then she saw the suspect they had just brought back, with a face turned blue-black lying on the table, blood around his mouth, the ‘ink’ and a cup of coffee spilled over the desk, staining everything. Was it really the Reaper? It must be a delusion! The receptionist shook her head, denying her own thoughts. Edward’s face, on the other hand, was extremely grim. It wasn’t just the stable watchman who had died. One of his subordinates who was questioned about the stable watchman had also died. If the receptionist hadn’t called him out, he would have died at this very moment as well! Edward guessed how the perpetrator killed his subordinate and the stable watchman. Because it was way too conspicuous. Someone had poisoned the coffee! And the subsequent investigation proved it— “Captain, the coffee was indeed poisoned.” Bansey’s quick confirmation turned Edward’s already sharp gaze into that of a knife. The stable watchman did indeed know some things. Therefore, when the stable watchman asked for coffee, Edward agreed. The coffee came from inside the police station. Even, it was personally served by his subordinate. Naturally, the poisoner was from within the police station as well. And this move showed nothing but sheer desperation. Similarly, it also proved that the attacker was even more skillful than he had imagined. “Find out who gave ‘Ink’ the coffee.” “Keep a close eye on the riffraff, intruders, and assassins we’ve brought in.” “Those guys I told you to watch carefully, check who was around just now, and arrest anyone who was!” Edward gave his orders calmly. But even the receptionist could sense the anger in his voice. Moreover, she guessed who Edward was keeping a close watch on. The corrupt cops who took money under the table, making deals in secret. This was no secret in Newdeth City. The deceased Sandwick was one of the prominent figures among them. However, the receptionist did not want to get involved. She was just there to earn a living wage.