The Return Of The God Level Assassin

Chapter 800 INTERVIEW (VI)

　　THIS Saunders was starting to sound like bad news to Luo Yan. First, the other was MIA when he called for the servants to gather. Then, he found out that Saunders was working as the driver of the Harcourts even 20 years back. And now, he was told that the other was seen coming out of his master's study which was now proven to be one of the rooms where the bomb was planted.

　　A lot of question started to pile up again. But right now, his interview with Edward should come first. He told a servant to call Edward in.

　　After a few seconds, Edward entered the study with his usual huff and puff with just a sprinkle of snootiness. He didn't greet Luo Yan and just directly sat down on the seat opposite the desk.

　　"Let's get on with your questions, detective," the other said. "You ask and I answer. The faster we get over this, the better."

　　"Well, then, can you tell me where you were between 12 and 1 AM?" he asked.

　　"I'm asleep at my room."

　　"Can anyone vouch for that?" 

　　"Yes, my fiancée can."

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　　Luo Yan almost let out a chuckle when he heard that answer. Probably because of the fact that he saw Sofia skulking about near the master's bedroom during the said time. 

　　But there's still a chance that the other was saying the truth. The two might have really been staying in the same room. The moment Edward had fallen asleep, Sofia walked out of their room. Though what probably surprised him more was the fact that this guy didn't even hesitate to name Sofia as his alibi.

　　Even if this was the 1930s, the society was still very conservative. Having a woman slept in the same room as a man, even if one was that man's fiancée, was highly frowned upon. For this guy to not even hesitate to share that information showed just how little he thought of his fiancée's reputation. And a misogynistic tendency as well.

　　Luo Yan didn't really care much for the other's character. What's important to him was the information he could gleam from this guy.

　　"Where did you go after dinner?" he asked. 

　　Edward frowned. "Is that really important?"

　　"Mr. Edward, as you said yourself, I ask, you answer. If you want to finish this faster, you should avoid questioning me," Luo Yan said with a smile. "Answer my question, please."

　　Edward scoffed. "I was talking to old man Wells, trying to convince him to change Father's mind. You can go ask the old man and I'm sure he will corroborate it."

　　Luo Yan took that down on his notepad.

　　"What can you tell me about the incident 20 years ago? The one that caused the original Magnolia Manor to burn down."

　　Edward looked like he very much wanted to complain. Most likely thinking that this and that were not connected at all. But because of their conversation about answering questions quickly, his pride wouldn't allow him to directly complain.

　　"What else is there to tell? You already spoke with my two other siblings. I'm sure they had already told you everything."

　　"They did say that bombs were planted in the different rooms of the manor. These bombs were the cause of the explosion. It also came to my attention that you have ample motive and wits to execute such a plan. So, did you or did you not plant bombs in the manor that year?"

　　This time, Edward no longer stopped himself from reacting violently. "Of course not! How dare you even suggest that I could have done so?"

　　Luo Yan ignored the other's reaction. "You were starting your political career that time. You didn't have – and still don't have – a source of income other than the allowance given to you by your father. Just like last night when your father announced that he would cut you and your other siblings off from his will, he did the same thing 20 years ago. In both situations, you had ample motive to commit both crimes. Don't you think so as well?"

　　"Then, how about Charles and Catherine? You really think they're not capable of any of the things you're accusing me?" Edward asked, thoroughly enraged.

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　　"Although Charles might have a reason to, well, burn your father to stop him from changing his will, he didn't have one 20 years ago. He was still too young back then. He didn't have the means nor the opportunity. And from what I've heard, he and your deceased brother, Richard, were very close. Even if he was cut off from the will, Richard would definitely support him.

　　"Now, there's your sister, Catherine. Although I'm not so sure as I am with Charles, it wouldn't be easy for such a timid woman to execute such a plan. So—"

　　Luo Yan was interrupted from what he's saying because of Edward's sudden loud laughter. 

　　"I can accept your explanation for Charles. But Catherine? You think she's not capable of such a thing?" Edward laughed. "Don't be fooled by her stuttering act. Dear Cathy is no shrinking violet. That, I assure you. She's very much capable of murder. At least, as much as you think I am."

　　Luo Yan raised one of his brows. Now that's interesting. "Are you saying that your sister is just… acting?"

　　"That's exactly what I'm saying."

　　An image of Catherine appeared in Luo Yan's mind. The first description he could think of was that of a woman who was under control of her husband. But if Edward was saying the truth, then, that would change a lot of the conclusion he had reached.

　　"Why would she do that?" he asked.

　　Edward smirked. "Because it's her hobby."

　　"So, you're saying that she's letting her husband lord over her and act all squeamish and incapable of straight speech because it's her hobby?"

　　Edward carelessly shrugged. "Catherine has a problem here," he said pointing at his temple, indirectly telling Luo Yan that his sister was crazy. "If you asked me, she's more than capable enough to kill Father."