"Mr. Hafeez, are you still satisfied with our investigative speed?"
Interrogation room.
Brian placed a cup of coffee in front of the previous homeowner and victim, Hafeez.
Hafeez glanced involuntarily at the surveillance camera's unlit light above the room, picked up the coffee cup, and forced a smile on his unpleasant face, "Faster than I imagined. Thank you all, I feel my annual taxes are well worth it."
The issue with the deceased had been resolved.
The house cleaning fee had been compensated.
And there was a sum for emotional distress.
He was indeed very satisfied.
Seeing this, Brian chuckled and nodded, "Nowadays, kids are really getting worse, I remember when I was a child..."
The two of them started to chat casually.
...
Outside.
Ivan and a few others were sitting in the conference room, watching the hidden surveillance in the interrogation room, somewhat baffled.
