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Malcolm narrowed his cold eyes, with his anger boiling up.

However, he quickly changed his expression to one of venting his spleen when he saw Shane hurrying down to greet him.

"Mr. Malcolm, what brings you here so early in the morning?" Shane smiled and walked quickly up to him, nodding slightly to show him respect and courtesy.

In the presence of Shane, Malcolm once again glanced sideways at Anthony, who was not far away, and said carelessly.

"Chad got a tip that Anthony has been out of the country illegally for the previous year. Finally | can have a reason to catch him, so | came to arrest him myself." Shane's smile faltered, "He left the country illegally? Mr. Malcolm, that's a transnational case. You have to investigate jointly with the foreign side, right?" "Yes, but Anthony and | are old friends and haven't seen each other for a long time. I'm going to take him to the secret interrogation room first and give him some serious torture to stretch out his body." Shane smiled again, "Mr. Malcolm, you're the director of the NIB. There is absolutely no need to tell me who you want to interrogate in secret.” Malcolm gave him a haughty look.

"You are the head of your family, his brother. I'm just telling you by the way." "Yes." Shane bowed his head in a submissive manner.

Malcolm led the way and walked over toward Anthony, who was staggering on his knees not far away. He tutted twice in relief, "What's his crime? | haven't even interrogated him yet but you have already beaten him like this." Shane did not change his facial expression, "He broke the rules of my family. | as the person in charge, teach him a small lesson with a few canes. | punished him to kneel for a short time only. It won't hurt him that much.” Malcolm didn't say anything. With his hands in the uniform trouser pockets, he walked coldly to Anthony's direction.

Anthony was almost exhausted. His vision was blurred, and he looked up steadfastly at Malcolm, and then at Shane next to him.

He didn't have a good attitude and said in a weak voice to Malcolm, "Mr. Malcolm, with this gesture, what does it mean?" Malcolm didn't say anything. Chad, who was behind him, stepped forward to explain.

"You've committed a crime. You've been caught illegally leaving the country by Mr. Malcolm. Come on and make your way to the interrogation room you know best." Anthony, whose face was wan, slightly changed expression and sneered with his pale and dry lips.

"Malcolm, you just drank with me in front of Rara last night, but you sent them to arrest me this morning. What a double-crossing villain!" Malcolm's dark eyes implied fury. He furrowed his eyebrows and stared at him. Obviously. He was about to get angry.

Shane observed their expressions and looked at them back and forth silently.

Anthony continued sarcastically, "What will happen if Rara knows that you're seeking revenge through the business and deliberately making things difficult for me?" Malcolm completely turned furious and gave a vicious kick to his left shoulder where there was no blood.

"On the basis of your insulting me, all the torture instruments in the interrogation room tonight will serve you all over again." Anthony stifled a painful grunt and fell to the ground. He was too weak to get up at all.

Malcolm turned his head coldly, "Chad, take him away." Chad waved at a couple of soldiers and immediately tried to tale Anthony away.

"Wait." Shane made a sound to stop them.

Malcolm abruptly tightened his eyebrows and glared at him with coldness. That was the intense displeasure of being interrupted in business.

He hastened to smile and explained softly, "Mr. Malcolm, in addition to this, he also committed a big mistake here. Can you come back at noon to arrest him? Let me question him for a few hours first." Malcolm's face looked chilly and more upset.

Chad hurriedly spoke up, "Mr. Shane, you know, he doesn't often come out to arrest people personally. He came here this time, and you actually want him to come back at noon empty-handed?" Shane immediately had a polite smile, "I lack of consideration. How about this? Mr. Malcolm, you can go to parlor to have a cup of tea. Just give me half an hour. | will definitely let Anthony confess the important things of my family. And then I will give him to you with both of my hands to take away. " Chad and Malcolm went silent at the same time.

It was just a cup of tea. Shane was suspicious and would be alerted immediately if he refused again.

When they didn't say a word, Anthony, whose body was weak on the ground, was almost subconsciously shaking.

Half an hour ...

It was so urgent that Shane was expected to use a way that could torture him mentally as if to live was no better than to die.

He almost reached his limit. It could not guarantee that he would not be destroyed in his will to tell the truth in a coma.

Thinking of this, Anthony dragged his legs, which were in pain, crawled to Shane's feet, grabbed his pant legs and begged.

"Shane, believe me. | really didn't steal Tom's key, let alone go up to the penthouse and mess around. | really didn't ..." Shane's face changed slightly and he glanced up at Malcolm.

Malcolm was also looking at him, with intensely inquisitive intent.

"What's the secret of the penthouse that | don't know about? | can't believe you're trying to strictly guard your own family from going upstairs. Shane, what are you up to?" Shane's face changed slightly and he kicked Anthony away hard, who was by his legs.

The force was much heavier than just Malcolm's kick. Anthony rolled several times on the cobblestone road, with his chest cavity in severe pain.

He vomited blood onto the floor. His face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, and he was in a semi-conscious state.

"Mr. Malcolm, don't listen to his nonsense. It's not related to the penthouse. He stole something from my room. It was a very precious object. We hate the thief most. That is why he was punished." Malcolm looked calm, "Well, he should be punished for theft. You're soft-hearted that you just beat him. If | were you, | will directly chop off his hands and feet." As he spoke, he turned back and gave Chad a look.

Chad got the message and immediately went to drag Anthony up himself.

Who knew that Anthony, who had just been helped up, bit Chad's hand.

"Bastard! You're a dog, aren't you!" Chad was in pain and slapped Anthony in the face.

Taking advantage of Anthony who relaxed his bite, Chad pointed at him in exasperation and instructed the soldiers behind him.

"How dare you bite me in front of Mr. Malcolm and Mr. Shane? One more crime. You still think you're the Director of Security Agency? Hurry up! Handcuff him and take him away!" This time, several soldiers moved quickly, and within seconds, Anthony was skillfully handcuffed electronically.

Two soldiers held his arms and dragged him, who was in a semi-conscious state, away immediately.

Shane tried to stop them. Before he could say something, Anthony had been shoved roughly into the car by the soldiers.

"Mr. Malcolm, isn't Chad a bit ..." Malcolm patted his shoulder with a forced smile, "Anthony stole your stuff. I'l help you break his hands and feet. Don't say that | don't care about you as the deputy director. " Shane could only compromise, "No, Mr. Malcolm, you're generous and considerate for your subordinates." "It's great to hear that." Malcolm coldly turned his head and waved his hand. Chad led the whole group of soldiers to evacuate from the Callahan Residence.

Before leaving, Malcolm turned back and cautiously instructed, "It is not terrible to do wrong things but keep doing wrong. Shane, | don't want the person to be arrested is you when the next time | come here." Shane's face paled slightly, "Mr. Malcolm, don't worry. I've always followed the rules. | won't do something stupid." Malcolm hid the disappointment in his dark eyes and said, "That's good." mmMwWLIII0fifl0&1 mmMwWLIII0fifl0&1 mmMwWLII0fiflO& 1 mmMwWLIII0fifl0&1 mmMwWL1i10fif10&1 mmMwWLIiI0fiflO&1