Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 143

"Mr. Grote, if you have something to say, just say it. I came here today to hear the truth," Hansen raised his eyebrows and said with a cold voice. He was very clear about these people. They would try to delay him as much as possible. If there was an order from above, dared they disobey it? Thus, they could only pretend to not know anything. Forget telling the truth, what they were doing to the victim was simply dragging their time.

A minister- level official died. Since they could manage to block the news from the media, they must be able to take action on the police too. Hansen understood better than anyone else that the fairness and justice of society was determined only by the strong and powerful people. Hence, he was not hoping that they would help him either. The purpose he came for that day was to know if there was any superior person who gave them instructions or hints, so that he could know what to do next.

Now that his beloved woman right-hand man had been hurt, he could no longer ignore it.

Charles wanted to speak, but hesitated. He was obviously trying to hide something.

Hansen leaned back against his chair, looked at him sharply, and sneered.

Obviously, Charles’s expression had revealed the truth of the matter. It seemed like there were some hidden secrets in this case, and it was definitely a powerful big shot who gave the order. If there was really someone who gave them the order, then he really couldn't count on them to solve the case anymore.

Who could it be?

Hansen's expression was dark and gloomy, and he stared directly at Charles.

"Mr. Richards, this matter really is quite troublesome. The vehicle that caused the accident is missing, and we can't find any evidence. We really can't do anything,"

Charles knew that Hansen came over to personally intervene in the case that day, and it meant that he was concerned about this matter. However, the order he received was only a verbal statement from above. He did not know who was trying to cover up the case. Hence, he could only sigh and speak helplessly...

"Really?" Hansen lifted the corner of his mouth again and asked. He turned his face to the surveillance camera footage again. As he got closer, he said, "I think this car looks very familiar. If I am not mistaken, this is the Panika luxury car produced by our Richards Group. I wonder if you, Mr. Grote, think the same way?"

Charles was shocked, and then he solemnly said, "Mr. Richards, you can't simply say these things. This is very closely related to the reputation of Richards Group. In addition, there is no real evidence, so we can't simply make guesses."

Not to mention that this matter was related to the Richards Group. They would already have a headache if it was only related to a government official. Plus, why did Hansen want to point out his own company?

Charles smiled, but there were a lot of thoughts running through his mind.

Humph! Hansen snorted and ignored his words. He stood up and said coldly, "Mr. Grote, if you continue to take this casually, when will you be able to find the real criminal?"

Charles held his big belly and his experience as a police officer was clearly shown in his eyes. After spending a long time in this field, he was skilled at guessing the thoughts of others, especially the thoughts of the big shots.

He secretly guessed Hansen's thoughts. Did he want to investigate the Richards Group or not?

Generally, no one in business was willing to get involved in criminal cases, but what did Hansen mean? It was as if he was wishing that they would investigate. Was he determined to avenge his ex-wife?

"Mr. Grote, Alvin was shot and attacked in the underground garage today. Now, he is lying in the hospital, on the verge of death. No matter what, you have to give me an explanation. Javon is my father-in- law. I will never allow his cause of death to remain unknown. If you find it difficult, I don’t mind changing to someone else to investigate this case," Hansen said. The expression on his face had become more ugly, and his eyes were getting fiercer; even his voice was terribly cold.

For these people, Hansen had to be stern, showing that he didn't care about their feelings at all.

Charles admitted that he had seen many big shots, but the majesty and domineering aura of the young man in front of him still made him tremble. He knew what this young man would do if he got angry.

"Mr. Richards, please don't worry. We will do our best about today's shooting case," Charles said as he stood up with a smile.

Hansen smiled bitterly suddenly and raised his face to say, "Javon’s car accident, Alvin's shooting; if this police station is just a good-for-nothing then I will personally call the Director of Public Security tomorrow. The Capital City Public Security Bureau will certainly come to clarify with you about this case. No matter if there was a hidden hand behind you or not, the truth of this case must be revealed!"

Charles's face turned pale and he said with a loud voice, "Don't worry, Mr. Richards, we will set up a special criminal investigation team tomorrow, with the famous detective, Jordan Yates, as the team leader. They will focus on this case."

Upon hearing Hansen mention the Director of Public Security, Charles was in a cold sweat. The Director of Public Security, Christopher Matthews, was young and promising. He was also Hansen’s good friend. There were rumors saying that the position of the Director of Public Security was controlled by Hansen too. If Hansen really made a phone call to Christopher, then Charles would surely lose his position as the deputy chief. He was still planning to become the chief of this station. How could he bet his future on this case? Thus, he didn't dare to be careless again. Hansen ignored his flattery and he stood up with an expressionless face before walking straight out.

A few bodyguards followed behind him closely, leaving everyone else stunned in the room.

Charles wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out a long breath.

"John, continue to keep an eye on Norton, but you have to stay low key this time. Also, secretly send someone to search for Brock's whereabouts in the nightclubs and hotels in A City. If you find him, bring him in alive. You must find the man named Leon too, as soon as possible. Tell me as soon as you get the news," Hansen calmly and decisively gave the order in the car.