Around two hours later, both Lisa and Inspector Jolly returned back at almost the same time.
And just like Max suspected, there was no secret entrance, further complicating the case.
Fortunately for them, Inspector Jolly brought a good news.
"Come on detective Max, I have got Pintu sitting in the interrogation room."
"Alright, let's go."
Max sighed and stood up to follow Inspector Jolly to the interrogation room.
Upon reaching the interrogation room, Max signalled everyone else to wait outside and entered the room alone.
There, in the center of the room, a slim fair colored man with characteristic pinkish green hair and multiple tattoos on his arm, was chained to a chair.
He was almost screaming the word gangster.
"So you're Pintu Jackson? "
As he sat in front of him, Max asked coldly.
