The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

Chapter 499 They're all suspects and stuffed into the interrogation room

This astonishing news shocked Malcolm and Chad at the same time.

After the two looked at each other, Malcolm quickly regained his composure, "Okay, I'll check out the

Callahan family. Continue with your business."

"Okay Mr. Malcolm."

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As soon as he left, Chad immediately came up and asked in a whisper, "Bro, Ted and Brad lead two

teams. They're still waiting 500 meters away form the Callahan Residence . Do we still arrest him?"

Malcolm calmly said, "This is very fishy. No hurry first. Let them continue to guard there. Wait for orders

at any time. Take a copy of the evidence with you, as well as the arrest warrant. Do what I tell you to

do."

"Understood."

The two men walked out of the National Investigation Bureau, one after the other, got into the car and

headed to the Callahan Residence.

*

The Callahan Residence was in chaos, with servants and bodyguards in a frenzy.

Malcolm and Chad were not even greeted when they walked in.

The whole villa was enveloped in sadness.

Rebecca and Timothy were informed of the bad news and both rushed back, all of whom would be at

home.

Chad grabbed a male servant passing by and asked, "Where is Mr. Shane?"

"On the top floor. Something happened to Mrs. Callahan. Mr. Shane is in a bad mood right now."

The two immediately went up to the top floor, and the third room on the left was surrounded by people.

Shane hugged Caitlin, whose body was already cold, and sat sluggishly on the bed. His whole body

was in extreme sadness.

For the first time in a long time, Malcolm saw Shane's eyes swollen with tears and heartbreak.

Even Timothy and Rebecca's eyes were red and sadness lingered in this room.

Malcolm probably scanned the room and called out Tom, the butler who was wiping his tears.

Tom followed him and walked together to the end of the quiet aisle.

"Mr. Malcolm, Mr. Shane suddenly lost his mother. He's in excessive grief. There may be some poor

hospitality. Please forgive that."

Malcolm sighed softly. No one could know his emotion in his deep and dark eyes, "For Mrs. Callahan's

death, please restrain your grief."

"Yes."

Chad took two steps forward and spoke up for Malcolm, "Tom, what exactly is the situation in this

matter? Please tell Mr. Malcolm word for word. Mr. Malcolm will help ...the Callahan family. "

Tom sobbed, wiped away his tears with his sleeve, and lost in a memory.

"A servant came into Mrs. Callahan's room this morning to bring her the breakfast. Only to find out that

Mr. Callahan had an accident. She was a good person and lived a happy life. It is absolutely impossible

to commit suicide."

"And Mr. Shane just checked. Mr. Callahan's body does not have any obvious external injuries and fatal

wounds. Her lips are blue with light purple. She's definitely poisoned. Mr. Malcolm, please help us find

out the murder. "

Malcolm grimaced. His expression was serious, and he did not speak.

Chad stepped forward, "The Callahan Residence's penthouse is always locked. Who else can get in

there if Mrs. Callahan didn't kill herself?"

The butler thought about it, "Mr. Callahan does not like to go out. It's easy to investigate it. Usually

there are only a few servants to deliver food. I do not know if it is a problem with the diet."

"Gather all the servants who deliver meals daily, and the cook, and those who are responsible for

purchasing fruits and vegetables daily, to the garden. I want a unified interrogation."

Malcolm commanded solemnly, gathered the cuffs of his uniform, and turned to go downstairs.

The butler followed obediently.

Chad stood in the doorway of Caitlin's room, watched the interior of the room for a few more moments,

and after a sigh, he followed Malcolm.

Ten minutes of tight cross-examination in the garden, the expressions and explanations of all had

nothing major.

Malcolm turned his head to Chad and said, "Call the key investigation team to come over. Do a full

examination of the the Callahan Residence. Also inform the coroner. Send Mrs. Callahan to autopsy

later."

"Okay."

Chad nodded and backed off, running to a quiet corner to make a phone call.

After the interrogation, Malcolm let all the servants and cooks go back to their respective duties.

The garden quickly quieted down and the butler seemed to think of something and came to a

realization, "Mr. Malcolm, I remember there is another very important thing."

Malcolm turned around. His face was expressionless, "Say it."

"The night before last night, Mr. Anthony stole my key and sneaked up to the top floor while the party

was crowded. But I didn't know what he was doing up there. He was punished by Mr. Shane when he

found out."

Malcolm's eyebrows tightened. His dark eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone grew colder, "Tell me

carefully."

The butler continued, "At that time, Mr. Anthony refused to admit to stealing the key. It was yesterday

afternoon, a bodyguard found that the penthouse key was buried shallowly in the garden. It confirmed

that Mr. Anthony did go up to the penthouse."

"Mr. Malcolm, to put it in a bad way, Mr. Anthony has a previous record of stealing laboratory drugs. He

usually does not have a good relationship with Mr. Shane. This ... time it is very likely that he

deliberately used poison to kill Mr. . Callahan's!"

Chad, who had finished the phone call, came back resentfully and heard these words from the butler

just in time.

He seriously retorted, "Tom, your attitude towards the two is too biased?Anthony was an ex-convict, but

he was initially bailed out by Mr. Collin. For that matter, he is now innocent. Do official business

according to official principle. You have no evidence. Because he is an ex-convict, then you suspect

him? "

Butler Tom awkwardly lowered his head, "Chad, you said so much, but ... I just suspect. What is going

on exactly? Mr. Malcolm can decide this after investigation."

Despite his repeated smiles, Malcolm and Chad's expressions were always cold and sullen.

The key to the penthouse was stolen at this juncture. Obviously, it was targeting Anthony. Once this

crime was confirmed, Anthony could not get rid of this in this life.

The atmosphere in the garden became gloomy.

Shane, who had recovered from his mourning, came out of the villa with red eyes and walked towards

Malcolm while looking steadily forward.

"Mr. Malcolm, I must have an account of this matter. Anthony stole the key, sneaked into the penthouse

and entered my mother's room. He is by far the biggest suspect. I demand to interrogate him

personally."

Malcolm turned around and saw his red-blooded and indignant eyes, which were covered in tears,

without speaking.

Chad lowered his head to cover the intense displeasure in his eyes.

If he really let him interrogate Anthony, he was afraid Anthony would be dying in a day.

To put it severely, it would lead directly to the partial disability.

"Mr. Malcolm, you suspected Melissa was imprisoned by me before and stopped my mission to wait for

the investigation at home. Now it has passed more than a week. There has been little progress. Should

I return to the National Investigation Bureau to deal with my mother's incident first? "

Malcolm sneered, "Whom are you going to deal with?"

"Expel and investigate Anthony strictly!"

Shane's eyes looked sinister and faintly determined, "Don't you hate him too? This time, plus illegal

exit, biting Chad who checked the evidence, obstructing official business. There were several crimes."

"I want Anthony, dead or maimed."

At the end of his words, he looked at Malcolm's eyes, with no timid feeling.

The two men strongly at each other for a minute, and a smell of gunpowder vaguely pervaded.

Eventually it was Malcolm who lowered his eyes and winked at Chad.

Chad understood and took out a warrant for Shane's arrest, "Mr. Shane, excuse me, Anthony is

charging you with imprisoning your sister and mother, drugging to control their minds, and attempting to

commit rebellion and poisoning Mr. Malcolm."

"So Mr. Shane, you are now a suspect as well and have no qualification to arraign other suspects."

"Please come with us to the interrogation room and share the room with Anthony. Mr. Malcolm will

check out what you and Anthony have committed together!"