Harvey York’s Rise To Power Chapter 3217
Chapter 3217 “It‘s important to be truthful, kid,” said the male inspector.
“At least do some homework before you try to fool people like us.
“You don‘t even know Director Torres‘ number, yet here you are pretending that you called him? “Do you even know who he is?
“He‘s a living legend of the country‘s military force, the Chief Instructor‘s personal bodyguard while he was still in the Sword Camp!
“The Chief Instructor himself trained him! 1
“Director Torres killed a God of War from the Island Nations on his own at the Euro–American battlefield!
“Because of his accomplishments, he became the director of Flutwell Police Station at such a young age!
“He‘s a genuine character in Flutwell‘s upper social circle!
“Do you think you‘d know the phone number of someone like that?! 2
“You think you can just order him around?!
“Who do you think you are? The Chief Instructor
himself?!”
Harvey showed a faint smile after hearing the barrage of insults.
“What if I told you that I am him?”
“Enough! Can you not try to ruin his reputation?!”
Vivian was showing a fierce look on her face.
“The Chief Instructor is the backbone of the country! I can throw you in jail just for you mocking him!
“I‘ll say it first! “If you are the Chief Instructor, I‘ll be your humble servant for the rest of my life and bring you tea daily!”
After hearing those words, Harvey did not feel awkward at all. He only cracked a smile and replied, “You have a pretty bad temper. I don‘t like servants like this… “Forget it! You‘re actually delusional!”. Vivian‘s face immediately darkened.
“Enough of this sh*t!
“If you‘re not willing to admit to your crimes, I‘ll have a lot of time to spare with you after this!
“After forty–eight hours, we‘ll get another round of interrogation! “We‘ll see if we or if the live–in son–in– law gives up
first!”
Vivian then stood up furiously and packed the things from the table before showing a playful look on her face.
“We‘ll get some food before we come to play with you again!
“Just wait!
“Or you can wait for Director Torres to save you!”
Vivian then signaled the male inspector to turn up the air –conditioner and pour Harvey a rancid – smelling cup of coffee before him.
This was their way of dealing with stubborn suspects. Vivian believed that Harvey would spill the beans soon enough.
Harvey calmly smiled without saying a single word before he started taking a nap while leaning against the chair. “Heh! Still trying to pretend at this point?! “There‘s no saving you after all! “Do you still think you‘re some hotshot? “You‘ll give up when there‘s no hope left for you! I‘m sure of it!”
Vivian coldly chuckled, slammed the door shut, and then strutted away with her partner.
Right when they came to the front door, an Audi A6 could
be seen parking outside. The license plate was quite exquisite. This was clearly a higher–up of the police station.
Vivian and her partner trembled when they saw the license plate. The person who owned the car was none other than the first–in–command of Flutwell Police Station.
Soon, a handsome man in his twenties walked out of the back seat.
The youngest director in the history of Flutwell Police Station, a man on par with a God of War, Ansel Torres, had just arrived.
