shuhaige
Chapter 45
Chapter 45
Chapter 45 Personally Send Me Out
As evening arrived, the purple glow of dusk enveloped Jadeborough.
“Are you still not going to provide an explanation, Finnegan?” asked Romona as she ate a big bowl of
food she brought into the interrogation room while her feet rested on the table.
As she chewed, she even intentionally asked, “You’re not hungry?”
Finnegan remained silent with closed eyes.
“I’m impressed, you know. The Miles family, the Haimowitz family, the Zimmerman family, the Langdon
family, the Wahlstrom family, the deputy governor, and many others called to plead for leniency on your
behalf. Unfortunately for you, I’m not easily pressured. As long as you refuse to provide an explanation,
no one can bail you out. In fact, the more those people try to get you out, the more convinced I am that
you’ve done something bad!”
A subtle look of surprise flashed past Finnegan’s eyes as he opened them. So, the families weren’t as
incompetent as I thought. They did their best, but Romona didn’t relent. I wonder how she’s so resistant
to the pressure they’re applying on her when she’s just a police captain. It’s as though she isn’t afraid
of offending anyone at all.
He asked, “You’re from Durbaine, aren’t you?”
Romona froze for a moment before the look in her eyes turned sharp. “Why are you asking. me that?”
While she did come from Durbaine, she rarely brought it up to facilitate her work. Only a few people in
Jadeborough were aware of that fact.
Based on her reaction, Finnegan knew his guess was correct. I bet she’s the child of a prominent
figure, which would explain why she’s capable of resisting an absurd amount of pressure.
Thus, he smiled. “I didn’t expect you to be such a tough nut to crack. I suppose I’ll have to save
myself.” NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.
“Save yourself? If even the deputy governor can’t persuade me, who do you think can get me to
release you?” replied Romona smugly.
Smirking, he stretched his hand toward her. “Can you hand me my phone?” To avoid her. from denying
his request, he added, “You can’t restrict my freedom since I’m only here to ‘a*sist the investigation.”
Upon hearing that, she did as he asked. “I’m still going to keep you here, even if you can summon a
god.”
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Without delay, Finnegan dialed a number after obtaining his phone.
It rang for three seconds before the agitated voice of a middle-aged man was heard on the other end.
“Dr. Larkin!”
“I’m in a bit of trouble. The Jadeborough police captain, Romona Quickwood, has detained me, and I’m
hungry because I haven’t had lunch yet. I hope she’ll personally send me out in ten minutes.” When
Finnegan ended his sentence, he hung up and placed the phone on the
table.
Romona mocked, “Still acting, eh? No matter what, I’m not releasing you! Keep dreaming!”
Then she intentionally chewed on her food unnecessarily loudly to provoke Finnegan.
However, from his perspective, she was just acting very childishly.
Thus, he shut his eyes tight and ignored her again.
Roughly seven minutes later, just as Romona finished her meal and was about to interrogate. Finnegan
again, her phone rang. Her expression shifted when she saw the name on the phone. Swiftly, she
pressed the device on her car and stood. “Uncle Reynard!”
The person on the other end spoke to her briefly before her expression changed. Confusion surfaced
on her countenance before it transformed into shock.
When the call ended, Romona stared at Finnegan with a complicated look. “Who are you? Why is
General Reynard also asking me to release you?”
The person on the other end of the call was Reynard Palmer, an officer of an important organization in
Loang, Regulus Pavilion.
It was one of the five most influential entities in Loang’s military.
Romona couldn’t understand why someone as distinguished as Reynard would persuade her to
release Finnegan.
Smiling, Finnegan raised his cuffed hands. “Didn’t he tell you not to ask questions and do as he says,
Captain Quickwood? Although I must admit, I’m surprised that Rey personally contacted you. No
wonder you were able to detain me for hours.”
Of course, she didn’t want to let him walk free just like that.
Nevertheless, she didn’t have the guts to disobey Reynard, who commanded her in a steely tone. She
gritted her teeth and reluctantly uncuffed Finnegan. “Get out of here.”
As Finnegan stood and stretched his b*dy, he uttered, “I believe I said you’d have to be the one to send
me out. Did you forget about it?”
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“You… Fine, let’s go!” As furious as Romona was, she still opened the door for him.
Her grim expression amused him as he remarked, “Interesting!”
He strolled out of the interrogation room as she stared daggers at him while following him sullenly.
“Finnegan!” Bernice exclaimed just as she saw Finnegan ambling into the lobby after entering the
building with a middle-aged man and an old man.
She was supporting the old man but left him upon seeing Finnegan.
Smiling at her warmly, Finnegan rea*sured. “I’m fine. Sorry for making you worry.” Then he turned to
the old man. “Hello, Old Mr. Zimmerman.”
He recognized the old man as Bruce Zimmerman, the founder of Firebird Group and Bernice’s
grandfather.
Finnegan often saw the man on television. Hence, it was natural that he recognized the elder.
Bruce, who came at Bernice’s insistence, eyed Finnegan before turning to the middle-aged man. “Sorry
to have troubled you, Mr. Hawthorne.”
Luther was stunned to see Finnegan. I only promised Bruce that I would check out the situation
because I didn’t expect Romona would release Finnegan. Otherwise, I would’ve already agreed to
Gilbert’s request. Why did she let him go?
Turning his head, Finnegan glanced at the morose Romona. “I’ll be taking my leave now, Captain
Quickwood.”
In response, she gritted her teeth and sneered.
Smirking, Finnegan bade Luther goodbye before leaving with Bernice and Bruce,
As Romona watched Finnegan leave under her permission, she shouted, “I want someone to
accompany me to meet Tristan now!” He’s the only one who can right this wrong!
Luther wanted to stop her, but the moment he saw the rage on her face, he elected not to.
Meanwhile, in Durbaine, a middle-aged, three-star general in military uniform hurriedly entered a
heavily guarded but small courtyard. “I’ve obtained Mischievous Doctor’s whereabouts. He’s in
Jadeborough right now. Old Mr. Samson is saved!”
Someone from inside the building darted toward him. The man was the same age as the general but
appeared much more educated.
Panickily, he asked, “Dr. Larkin is in Jadeborough? Can you ask him to come to Durbaine and
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treat my father as soon as possible?”
A troubled look surfaced on Reynard’s countenance. “I’m afraid that won’t be doable. While he’s
Eternal Medicine God’s apprentice, his approach is somewhat malicious. He’s very different from his
teacher.”
Then he informed the educated-looking man of Finnegan’s ten non-treatment rules.
After that, he continued, “So, I think we should visit him instead. Otherwise, if we piss him off, he’ll
refuse to treat your father.”
The expression of the educated-looking man shifted before he turned to an old man. “Can my father
survive a long trip, Dr. Cooper?”
The old man replied, “He needs a few more days to get better before making the trip. Impeccable
protective measures must also be taken to prevent his condition from deteriorating during the journey.”
“In that case, we’ll wait a few more days before traveling to Jadeborough!”