A new day has arrived, and the sun is as bright as yesterday, but I don't know why Juan always feels a rotten smell in the air. It was the fourth day that he had been locked up in this room, which was only about five square meters, and no one had come to him until now, except for the first day, when someone asked him through the small window the size of a palm, if there was anything he wanted to explain.

He was going crazy, tugging at his hair, letting the pain tell him he was alive.

There was a bang, and the window under the iron door for food was suddenly closed, and an uneven plate containing some food for dogs was thrown in by the people outside. Juan immediately pounced, lay on the ground, and looked out through the small window, and he saw a pair of cheap leather shoes, and a pair of pants that did not exceed ten dollars, and most of the figures.

"Say something, please, say something!", Joan begged, desperate to talk to someone, he used to think that people get old and very verbose and annoying. But it wasn't until today that he realized what a pleasure it was to have someone to be able to whisper in his ear. One of the leather shoes was raised, and he sat up decisively, and stared blankly at the window being shut.

Yesterday he almost got kicked, so he no longer dared to try the attitude of the people here towards him.

He tilted his head to look at the disgusting food on the ground, closed his eyes and sighed, picked up the plate numbly in resignation, then wiped his right hand on his not very clean pants, inserted his fingers into the sticky wheat paste, scooped up a finger-sized potato, and stuffed it in his mouth. At first, he chose to hold his head up and proudly face these difficulties that could be torturous for him.

But soon he lost to his stomach and began to eat. He is not a person with great courage and perseverance, and he does not dare to guarantee that if he goes on a hunger strike, the people outside will ignore him. The taste of these wheat kernels is like thickened brush water, with a thick paste smell, which is difficult to swallow.

After eating, he poured the remnants of the plate into the toilet bowl in the corner, and the first time he opened his mouth to eat this junk food, he only ate two bites and did not have the courage to continue eating, and as a result, the second meal they directly poured new things into the leftover food, so don't overestimate the attitude and quality of these people, this is the experience that Juan summed up.

He silently shook the water off the plate, and then put it back under the window, he hadn't done that before, he thought someone outside would come in and take the plate, and he was going to talk to the overseer about himself. It wasn't until the second, third, and fourth meals that the other party didn't bring him food that he realized that he should return the plate to the people outside. At the same time, it was also through this incident that he clearly understood that hunger strike was meaningless.

He put the plate away, and began to recite some operas that he didn't remember very well, and he had to keep his mind in tune and not be tortured into a nervous disorder. He's going to get out of here alive and get revenge on those people.

He still has money, and he trusts that justice will prove his innocence, and when his money is unfrozen, he will let the people here know what will happen to them when they a rich man.

I don't know if his prayer worked, the iron door suddenly opened, he stood up suddenly, and two young men in formal clothes stood outside the door, looking at him indifferently, "Mr. Juan, please come with us." ”

Juan straightened up his somewhat dirty clothes and walked out with his head held high. Under the "protection" of two young men, he was sent into a room where a video camera was working in all four corners of the room, the tape reels were slowly turning, and the red camera lights were on.

"Sit!", there was a square table made of two long tables in the room, and on the other side of the square table sat a young man, who seemed to be very young. He pointed to the only chair across from him and said the word in a command-like tone.

Juan grinned and sat down in his chair, his eyes fixed on the young man's face, which he wanted to keep in his heart.

Amp didn't care about Juan's aggressive performance, he had seen many people who were more aggressive than Juan, and they couldn't do anything about themselves, let alone a small rich man somewhere else?

"My name is Ampu!", Amp introduced his name in the first sentence, he was not at all afraid that Juan had the idea of revenge against him, "Maybe you think you were wronged, of course, after I read all the relevant documents, I also think that you may have been wronged." But that doesn't make sense for where we're now, and then I'll ask, and you answer. If your attitude, your answer, I am not satisfied, you have to go back to that place and continue to live for a while. Maybe after this case is solved, I will remember that someone is still being held there. ”

Juan's gaze softened a little from Ampe's words, and he didn't continue to stare at Amp, being able to say such things in front of the camera without hesitation showed that Amp was much more powerful than he thought.

"First question, do you know Mr. Hoddock?", Ampe's gaze stayed on Juan's face, he looked at Juan for a while, shook his head and said he didn't know, and then asked the second question, "How did you and Mr. Luke meet?"

"He came to me to deal with Doolin with me, and I agreed to the request, Doolin was his enemy and my enemy. ”

Amp wrote the name Durin in his notebook and showed it to Juan, "Is that how it is spelled?", Juan nodded yes, Amp took back the notebook and continued to ask, "Do you know that Mr. Luke has been involved in other companies' investment activities, or has he ever said that he has a listed company, or knows similar people?"

"Nope!"

The interrogation lasted nearly an hour, after which Amp had Juan returned to his cell, slowly shaking his head as he sorted out the transcripts in his hand. There is no doubt that Juan is not very suspicious, his history of making a fortune from existence to nothing, appeared in front of Amp at a glance, this is a person who is a little tricky and ruthless enough, at least when he was young. All of his life trajectories were stuck in Illion, and it was impossible for him to be strong enough for Hodok and other capital forces, and he may have been framed by that group of people.

Ample, who was thinking about the case, didn't notice that Clark had come in, he stood by the wall and waited for Amp to finally come to his senses and find him, before he walked over to the chair where Juan had sat and sat down, "What's the matter, is this person suspicious?"

Amp shook his head, "He's been implicated, the problem should still be with Luke, and I think Luke is unlikely to be a participant, he's also being taken advantage of." ”

Clark frowned, "You mean the two people we brought back from Illion are useless?"

Amp smiled slightly, "No, Luke is useful. I think Luke has seen the participants in this scam, even the mastermind, and that's why he was dragged into the water by that person. There are definitely contradictions or disagreements between him and that person, and from the confession that Juan just confessed, I think that this person named Durin has a certain suspicion, but the only trouble is that until now, we have not had any direct or indirect evidence to accuse this person. Without evidence, there is no way to summon him, and unless we can get even circumstantial evidence, we had better not alarm him first!"

"Without a warrant or a search warrant, there's nothing we can do about a rich man like Doolin. Anchor added, which was also the thing he was most afraid of encountering in solving various cases over the years.

Every rich man is not easy to mess with, and they can pull up a luxurious team of lawyers to fight the case crackers anytime and anywhere. Among his glorious achievements in the past, there was such a man, a rich man, but not rich enough to be called a rich man. But even then, it took Amp nearly eighteen months to successfully find his flaws and send him to prison.

Prior to that, he had received death threats, been subjected to counter-charges by lawyers, and even had the judiciary investigate him for illegally collecting evidence and harassing others. Even regional public opinion has unified its tone and direction, portraying Amp as an evil prosecutor who profites from the persecution of wealthy people, and they even fabricate some evidence to prove that Amp solicited bribes from suspects.

And now they have to face this guy's financial resources, I don't know how many times the same guy used to be. Even more troubling was the fact that the suspect was smarter, more cunning, more careful, bolder and more patient than any idiot Amp had ever seen.

If he is really a participant or even the mastermind, then it is highly likely that he is in his hands on the amazing amount of stolen money, and if he uses it for the investigation team, it will be an absolute disaster. When this lawsuit drags on long enough, the people above lose patience and will come to the flag with Hodok, which may be the reason why the other party is unscrupulous.

He had already arranged all the retreats and back-ups for himself, this is a cunning criminal, a high-IQ criminal.

Clark frowned and squinted his cheeks, the case had broken his head, and if he couldn't solve it, he would probably have to be investigated. Suddenly, he patted his head and remembered something, "By the way, I remember Luke said that six million went through Dorin's accounts, is that the case? If that's the case, then we could have applied to the judge to have Doolin 'assist' us in our investigation." ”