In the interrogation room, the detectives sat across from Sabrina and interrogated her. After several minutes of cross examination, they determined that this was the first time Sabrina had taken the drug and that she had no prior history, nor was she addicted to it.
Sabrina endured the headache that threatened to split her head in two and tried to recall the details of what happened in the bar.
But she hadnt paid much attention to anything until the police showed up, so she couldnt remember a few details clearly.
Think about it again. Was the glass out of your sight at any point? the detective in charge of the interrogation asked.
Sabrina frowned as her headache worsened. Her lips curled and she muttered bitterly, I really cant remember. Can you check the surveillance video?
The detective was about to reply when a policeman entered the interrogation room and whispered something in his ear. Then the two of them went out together.
A few minutes later, the detective returned and gestured at the door.
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You can leave now.
What? Sabrina gawked at the detective. While she was relieved not to be questioned anymore, she couldnt help but ask, You dont want to interrogate me anymore?
The detective quirked an eyebrow at her.
Do you want me to interrogate you for a while longer?
Without another word, Sabrina stood up and went out.
Sabrina! Are you okay? How do you feel? Bettie asked as she hurried toward Sabrina.
Bettie had been released from the interrogation room a while earlier and was waiting at the door for Sabrina to come out.
Im fine. I just have a headache. How are you?
Betties eyebrows furrowed thoughtfully.
I dont have any adverse reaction. If it wasnt for the result, I wouldnt have known there was something wrong with the wine I drank. I dont even know who did it! Im blacklisting that bar from now on. I will never go there again.
Thats good. Sabrina leaned against the wall and took a deep breath.
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Lets go and sit there for a while. By the way, where is Lance?
IT dont know. Maybe he has run away, Bettie murmured, disdain dripping from her tone.
At that very moment, she saw Lance on the stairs, deep in conversation with a middle-aged man. Obviously, they were walking downstairs from the second floor.
The middle-aged mans face was solemn and there was an air of authority around him. And his sharp eyes gave the impression that he could see through people at a glance.
The middle-aged man was followed by a policeman and a man in a suit holding a briefcase who appeared to be a secretary.
Sabrina also looked in the direction of the stairs and she did a double take when she saw the middle-aged man.