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My Husband, Warm The Bed novel Chapter 1863

"You didn't know that there was a corpse in the bag? And Pablo was the one who ordered you to dispose of the bag on the rooftop?" Jefferson interrogated as he stared sharply at Salman. At present, they did not have the crucial evidence to prove who the killer was. They only had the video of Salman disposing of the body. It was really hard to tell who was the real murderer between Pablo and Salman.

Both of them were saying different things. Who was the one lying?

Salman added, "Everyone in Peaksky Building knows what kind of person Pablo is. He gambles all the time, and when he loses, he'll hit his wife and his son. That's why his wife divorced him. He always threatened to fire me and made me do other things outside my job scope. After the divorce, no one cleaned his house, so I became his private cleaner. I'll go to his house three days a week to clean. However, he complains all the time and treated me like sh*t."

Pablo's gambling addiction, as well as the fact that he would hit his wife and son when he lost money, was consistent with Sandy's confession.

Jefferson asked again, "It's just a cleaner's job. If you didn't like it there, why didn't you work somewhere else? Why did you choose to suffer under Pablo?"

"Captain Hefner, you don't understand. I'm old, uneducated, and unskilled. If I lose this job, who will hire me?" Salman's explanation sounded reasonable.

"Then tell me, how did you dispose the body on the rooftop of Peaksky Building?" questioned Jefferson.

Salman answered again, "On the 10th last month, I went to the rooftop to do cleaning. Then at night, I received a call from Pablo asking me to clean the rooftop again. It was already late at night, and a few people had died there so I was afraid to go, but he threatened me again. So to keep my job, I had no choice but to go."

After a slight pause, Salman continued, "When I rushed there, it was already 11 at night. All the security guards were dozing off and they didn't notice us. Pablo asked me to help him dispose of a garbage bag but when I asked him what was inside, he told me not to ask about it. So I just dragged the bag onto the rooftop without thinking much about it. And while I was doing the job, he stood aside and watched."

It was Pablo who ordered Salman to move the bag as he observed from the side. It was a logical way for Pablo to be able to record the whole thing on camera.

Now, they had to figure out who was lying to find out who the murderer was.

Jefferson remarked, "Pablo admitted that he had something to do with Yannis' suicide 20 years ago, and you knew that it was he who planned the murder. He also mentioned that you have been threatening him with this matter over the years and that he had given you a lot of money to keep you from exposing him. That was the reason why he didn't bring much money home, which resulted in his wife divorcing him."

Salman admitted, "Yes, I knew that he had killed someone. He was the one who planned Yannis' death. I found out about it by accident and he started threatening me. He said that if I dare to tell anyone about it, he would make me regret doing so. All these years, he had been using me and threatening me with this." "You have the evidence of him killing someone, but you let him threaten you. Do you think we will believe that?" Both of them had reasonable explanations. It was impossible for Jefferson to determine who was lying just based on instinct.

Salman responded again, "That's right. I wouldn't believe it either. However, it's one thing that I know he killed someone. I don't have any evidence. Even if I called the police, it would be useless. I could even lose my job."

The case had once again come to a deadlock. Jefferson came out of the interrogation room with a livid face. Quill and the others stayed away from him the moment they noticed his expression.

However, at this time, there was good news from the forensics department. They finally discovered the crime scene and the weapon used for the murder.

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