The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

Chapter 503 One day trip to National Investigation Bureau

Malcolm's eyes looked deep and he didn't say a word.

He waited for the entire seventh team of soldiers to finish searching and come down to report.

"Mr. Malcolm, no significant findings in Shane Callahan's room."

"Mr. Malcolm, nothing found on the top floor either."

"Mr. Malcolm ..."

Malcolm listened quietly to the report, but his eyes were quietly looking at the servants and bodyguards

in the garden, as well as the butler.

Tom had the calmest and most relaxed expression when he heard the report of all the searches, as if

he had expected this result.

Malcolm narrowed his cold eyes and tentatively continued his order, "Everyone searches the garden

and the small backyard of Callahan Residence again. No detail is to be missed."

Tom lowered his head slightly and tightened his palms. Knowing what was going on in the backyard, he

tightened his palms instinctively.

Malcolm keenly noticed his strange reaction and said nothing, taking Chad and Ted himself and

checking the garden and the small backyard.

The butler's face looked bemused as he inspected the garden.

Malcolm immediately went to the backyard himself and continued to give orders, "Everyone focus to

check the backyard."

With his words, the butler's fists were clenched, and he silently followed Malcolm.

Chad found some shards of glass that hadn't been cleaned under a flower pot in the backyard.

Wearing rubber gloves, he picked up the glass splinters and showed them to Malcolm.

"Look."

Soon, other soldiers found another shards of glass in several other inconspicuous grasses.

Tom, who watched silently and stood by the wall, gulped. Because of the rush, he let the bodyguards

quickly smash all the glass tubes. He did not notice the glass fragments were splashed out and forgot

to landfill them.

Malcolm gathered all the glass pieces together and their texture was identical.

And each glass fragment was not stained with any ash and dust. Obviously, it happened the last few

days.

He raised his eyes sternly and looked at the butler who stood at the corner, "Why are there so many

pieces of glass in the backyard that haven't been cleaned up?" What did Callahan Residence do two

days ago?

The butler compressed his lips and replied respectfully, "It was two days ago. A servant broke a glass.

Presumably, he was lazy and surprisingly did not throw it way but randomly threw the broken glass into

the backyard grass. Mr. Malcolm, I'm sorry. It is my fault for mismanagement."

Malcolm, who wore a pair of black leather gloves, picked up the pieces of glass again.

The glass body was extremely thin, obviously not the thickness of a normal glass.

But he didn't argue with Tom but told Chad to pack up the subtle evidence he found and take it back to

the National Investigation Bureau.

Before leaving, he turned around and glanced at the butler sternly, "Ted, take Tom away and send him

to the suspect room. I will personally interrogate him."

"Yes, Mr. Malcolm."

But Tom was confused, "Ah? Mr. Malcolm! I didn't do anything wrong. Why do you arrest me and send

me to the suspect room?" All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Ted walked over and handcuffed him, "Covering up and failing to report is considered an accomplice.

You'll be punished based on the same crime. Tom, Mr. Malcolm has done his work for many years.

There is no one who can play a trick in front of him."

"It's just a one day trip to the National Investigation Bureau's suspect room."

Tom's face paled and he didn't dare say anything.

*

Lyra didn't go to the Lloyd's Corp in the morning. Keith had to take Melissa to the lab to continue her

rehabilitation and Lyra went here with them.

Yesterday, Melissa had a full day of infusion therapy and a few shots of specific medicine.

Melissa was doing a little better, no mania, but her mental state was never particularly good. She didn't

know anyone and didn't care about anyone.

Only when Shane's name was spoken, did she have a slight reaction.

Keith kissed the back of her hand over and over again. His unsettled mood was not getting an ounce of

peace.

Lyra just watched silently and sighed.

As a bystander, there was very little she could do to help, especially now that Keith and Melissa were

emotionally involved.

Jimmy came by and gave Melissa two more injections of the healing agent according to the dosed

measurements.

This drug was injected with a drowsy reaction.

Melissa quietly closed her eyes to rest, and Lyra stayed with Keith, watching for a while.

For so many days, Keith's eyes were only on Melissa, having no interests in everything.

It was only today that he asked one question, "How are things going with Shane Callahan?"

Lyra truthfully said, "Mrs. Callahan died accidentally. Malcolm and Chad are investigating it. Shane said

Anthony murder his mother. Shane's confession overturned all the conclusive evidence. Malcolm first

put him in the interrogation room. He has to re-find the conclusive evidence to convict him."

Keith looked melancholy and caressed the back of Melissa's hand. And then he asked with his bass

voice, "Is it possible he'll completely overturn the incriminating evidence and be acquitted, with Anthony

taking all the blame?"

This was a question that Lyra did not consider at all.

"No way. Anthony has suffered so much this time to help us find the evidence. Neither Malcolm nor I

will let him take the blame for nothing."

Keith: "Yes, for me and Melissa's sake, Anthony suffered a lot. As for Shane, he's an inhuman beast."

His voice was deep and he gritted his teeth resentfully.

Melissa, who was sleeping on the bed, suddenly unconsciously wrinkled her eyebrows and withdrew

her hand that was being held tightly by Keith.

She was weakly speaking while remaining asleep, "Shane, it's me...my ..."

The sound was extremely small.

Keith leaned a little closer to her lips and gently inquired, "Melissa, what did you say? What did you say

about Shane?"

Lyra leaned over as well, "Melissa, what did Shane do to you?"

She struggled uncomfortably and gently said something.

"Engagement, and Ashton, to listen to...Shane ..."

A few words revealed significant information.

Perhaps this was the key to proving that Shane had indeed used hypnosis on her.

Lyra and Keith looked at each other and both thought of the same thing.

Lyra immediately left the room and called Malcolm and asked him to call a professional neurologist

from National Investigation Bureau over.

After making the call, she clutched her phone, with a hint of relief inside her heart.

This was a good news. All things were looking up. Now they could only try it.

...

National Investigation Bureau.

Timothy was sitting in his small office. He didn't have to follow Levi to do assignments today. Malcolm

suspended his assignments and allowed him a day off in the office.

Timothy suddenly remembered Shane let the servants destroy all the things on the top floor that day ...

He opened the bottom drawer and took out a small glass tube in the hidden innermost layer, that he

sneaked it away before.

It was well preserved by him, and there was still a tiny bit of clear liquid inside that hadn't been poured.

That day, in the backyard of Callahan Residence, it seemed that many of these pharmaceutical glass

tubes were destroyed.

Did Shane, indeed, do something unspeakable and secret?

Shane exploited him and oppressed him some time ago. When Shane was released safely from the

interrogation room, would he have to go back to the torturous days?

Timothy looked at the glass tube in his hand, and was caught in a tangle of conscience.

Knock-knock-

Someone was knocking on the door.

He was so startled that the glass tube in his hand nearly fell down.

After calming himself down, he hid the glass tube back and asked in a calmer tone, "Who?"

The person at the door knocked a few more times.

"Captain of NIB Team 4, Chad White."