Second Precinct.
Karl hadn't slept all night and strong tiredness hit him. He leaned his back against the seat, propped one hand on his forehead, and wanted to take a nap.
Until a police officer gently woke him up, "Karl, Charlotte of the Heath family, the person involved in Stephanie's case, came to take a statement. Do you want to take notes yourself?"
Karl jerked out of his deep sleep, waking up quickly, he shook his head off and said back, "Hmm."
The officer reminded, "The Heath family sent a special car to bring her here." He pointed to the overbearing military bulletproof car parked outside the door, with so many people at the police station milling around.
"I have invited Charlotte to the cubicle, waiting for you to make a statement. Ensign Ricky, who went with her to the Warner family that day, never entered or exited the house according to the surveillance, so there should be nothing wrong with him. Is it okay if I just take the record?" The police officer asked.
Karl raised his eyes, he glanced in the direction the officer pointed at Ricky, who was wearing his military uniform, looking majestic and imposing. This person looked introverted and patient, and he could not see what could be on his mind, and he must be quite close to the Heath family.
He was a little confused. Since they came to the police station to make a statement, they could have been low-key, but with the bulletproof military vehicle, what could they want to do? The Heath family wanted to show their muscle in front of the police? Of course, the Heath family did have enough power to control the police station.
"Yes." Karl obliged.
He stood up and walked over to the cubicle where Charlotte was.
In the cubicle, a police officer had already made her hand-ground coffee, which was still steaming hot.
Charlotte smiled and thanked him.
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