Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife-Chapter 797: Abigail Reported in the Middle of the Night

Chapter 797: Chapter 797: Abigail Reported in the Middle of the Night

Benjamin Jones looked at Abigail Green, puzzled by her sudden outburst: "Gills City?"

"Yes." If Abigail had a trace of hesitation when she first made the decision, she was now determined after Benjamin questioned her.

"Can you give me a reason?" Benjamin looked into Abigail’s eyes and asked seriously. He knew Abigail wasn’t a reckless person. Her behavior in court today was already out of character. Why would she change her mind and go to Gills City for no reason? He had a gut feeling it was related to Brandon Piers.

Only something related to Brandon Piers seemed to drive Abigail to such lengths.

Abigail hesitated for a moment, then turned on her phone. The screen was paused at a certain point. She bit her lip, "I think he’s Brandon."

Benjamin’s gaze shifted to Abigail’s screen, looking at the ordinary face displayed. He was slightly puzzled as to how she had concluded this person was Brandon Piers.

Abigail noticed Benjamin’s confusion. "Their appearances differ, but their body build and skeletal structure are almost identical."

"Almost?" Benjamin caught the flaw in Abigail’s words.

Abigail nodded. "I know it sounds absurd, but I just feel he is Brandon. Apart from my knowledge of human skeletons, it’s just my sixth sense."

After hearing Abigail, Benjamin knew that advanced doctors could reconstruct a person’s appearance based on their skeletons. But the person on the screen only flashed for less than three seconds. Even the paused image was somewhat blurry, coupled with a completely different face. He couldn’t understand Abigail’s certainty.

But looking at Abigail, Benjamin decided to trust her intuition. "I’ll go with you."

Abigail shook her head. "I’ll take Pullan and Hughes. Can you stay in Swallow City to look after my two grandpas?"

"If that person is truly Brandon, he made such a big move to keep you from knowing what he’s doing, concealing himself. If you take Pullan and Hughes to Gills City, it will definitely attract attention. It would be better if I go with you and let them stay behind to cover for you." Benjamin knew Abigail didn’t want to trouble him, but he also knew her safety was a concern if that person was Brandon.

"But you have work in Swallow City..."

"Thanks to your Master Brandon, I’m recently on break." Before Abigail could finish, Benjamin shrugged slightly helplessly.

Abigail felt subtly insulted.

It was awkward, but she had to admit Benjamin was right. Brandon Piers’ lawsuit failure had significantly impacted Benjamin’s reputation, even his law firm.

"But according to the news, it might not be very safe over there." Abigail still didn’t want Benjamin to take the risk.

Benjamin knew too well. "I still have some contacts in Gills City. As for safety, you can rest assured. My people might not be worse off than Pullan Rhys."

Given the situation, Abigail would be insensitive to keep refusing and would hurt the man’s pride. She sighed softly, "Thank you, Benjamin."

Benjamin didn’t care much for her thanks but sighed along with her, "You have to prove it to yourself, don’t you?"

Abigail blushed slightly, feeling guiltier inside.

Seeing this, Benjamin teased with a sudden smile, "Silly girl, I did it on purpose."

Abigail felt even more embarrassed.

The decision was made. Abigail was responsible for settling Pullan and Hughes, while Benjamin arranged for a stand-in for Abigail.

By the time everything was set, it was already late at night.

Abigail and Benjamin took a 2 a.m. flight out of Swallow City. But once they landed, Abigail realized she had no idea where to start looking for the person in the video.

"Let’s first go to our accommodation. I’ll try my luck with some friends in the morning." Benjamin knew about the case progress through his connections, but no one recognized the person Abigail mentioned. Further details were classified, so they planned to first settle in and then inquire more.

Abigail checked the time and reluctantly nodded.

After checking into the hotel, Abigail quietly got up while Benjamin’s side was silent. She couldn’t sleep with the morning’s news replaying in her mind.

She wanted to see the place, knowing full well the police would have cordoned it off by now. It was impossible to see that person, but she couldn’t restrain herself.

The night was deep. The hotel corridor was empty. Abigail didn’t want to disturb Benjamin anymore, quietly went downstairs, and booked a car online, heading towards the port.

The driver, a man in his forties, was worried seeing a young girl going to the port in the middle of the night. "Miss, I almost didn’t take this fare. Did you hear about the shootout at the port today? It was insane, heard a lot of people died..."

"Re... Really? Do you know who died?" Abigail asked softly, feigning ignorance.

"You asked the right person. I have a relative in the criminal investigation team. They say three drug dealers died, and a police officer was injured. But the leader seems to have escaped." The driver spoke enthusiastically, as if discussing not a brutal crime but gossip.

Abigail frowned slightly at this. Three people were dead? Knowing Brandon wouldn’t be involved in anything illegal, but the thought of that unfamiliar familiar skeleton face made her heart skip a beat. "That... That scary? I’m in trade. My boss sent me to pick up some cargo at the port tonight."

"That’s not the scariest part. You don’t know where those people are from, do you? The Piers Corporation. Scary, right? They research medicine and run hospitals, but underneath, they do such shady business. It’s insidious..." The driver started ranting.

Abigail’s expression grew more serious. "The Piers Corporation? That’s impossible."

"People outside might not know this yet. I heard it by accident from my relative. The Piers Corporation is a den of vice, known by many in the black market." The driver, who often worked night shifts, talked a lot. Seeing Abigail’s pale face, he quickly added, "Don’t worry, if you’re doing legitimate business, you’ll be fine..."

Suddenly, the driver paused. "Miss, what does your company do?"

Abigail’s mind was a mess, recalling Lincoln Green’s call in the morning. Coupling it with what the driver said, there were indeed severe issues within the Piers Corporation. Thinking about Brandon Piers’ various odd behaviors before the trial, she was increasingly confused. When the driver questioned her, she absentmindedly replied, "Soybeans," and then said nothing more.

The driver noticed her pale face and stopped talking. He drove especially slowly, but Abigail, lost in her thoughts, didn’t notice.

It wasn’t until the car stopped near the port that Abigail opened the door, only to hear someone shout, "Hands up! Don’t move!"

Abigail, lost in thought, was startled by the shout, causing her to shiver and break out in goosebumps. She looked in panic toward the source of the voice. In the next moment, with a bang, a car’s headlights turned on not far away, shining directly into her face, making it hard for her to open her eyes.

The driver, an older man, also got out of the car at this point and said regretfully, "Young lady, you’re so young and pretty. Why do something illegal? I’m doing this for your own good."

Abigail’s eyes were tearing up from the headlights. "..." What had she done?

Just then, the person who had shouted at Abigail rushed over and handcuffed her.

The sudden cold sensation on her wrists caused Abigail to shiver again, followed by a sharp pain. Then, she heard the driver speaking eagerly, "Officer, I was the one who called the police. Please educate this young lady properly. Don’t let her continue on this criminal path..."

The driver kept rambling. Abigail blocked the harsh light with her arms, finally able to see somewhat clearly, and frowned. "Have you made a mistake? I haven’t committed any crime."

"Whether you’ve committed a crime or not, come back with us first. What are you doing here in the middle of the night?" The officer, upon seeing Abigail’s pretty face, became even more irritated. How could such a beautiful girl do something so foolish? Was beauty really a trade-off for intelligence?

"I... I was looking for someone." Abigail knew it was pointless to explain to the police. If she claimed she was picking up some goods, they would easily check it out.

But the driver, overhearing, interjected, "Ah, young lady, you’re indeed dishonest. You said earlier that your boss sent you to pick up goods. Your family deals in soybeans, but I know this is a code for your criminal gang."

Abigail, "..."

"Enough, come with us." The police, hearing this, became more certain of Abigail’s suspicious behavior and directly escorted her to the police car.

The driver then remembered, "The fare..."

Abigail, being handcuffed and taken to the police car, really wanted to retort, but the next moment, the officer escorting her pulled out two hundred and handed it to the driver.

Abigail didn’t know whether to praise this good police officer. The next moment, she heard the officer’s dissatisfied warning, "Move quickly. Don’t try any tricks."

Enough!

Abigail was taken to the police station at three in the morning. Looking at the officer opposite her, with dark circles under his eyes, Abigail’s initial anger turned into guilt.

She had troubled the police.

"Name." Her guilt barely lasted a few seconds before the officer’s irritable tone startled her. She responded honestly.

But after giving her basic information, she couldn’t explain why she was at the port late at night, causing the atmosphere to become tense.

The officer interrogating her, around thirty, thin and temperamental, couldn’t get any useful information after a long time. Glancing at the time, he said, "Young lady, if you don’t explain now, it’s fine. But when Captain Scout comes, you’ll be in big trouble."

Abigail was stunned, suddenly thinking of a possibility. "Captain Scout, Luke Scout?"

The officer was clearly taken aback. "You know Captain Scout?"

"Can I see Captain Scout?" Abigail asked urgently.

"You’re such a pretty girl, but so cunning, trying to get close to our Captain Scout. Everyone knows he is famous for being indifferent to women! Enough, stop stalling. What is your connection to the Piers Pharma at the port? What do you do? Confess and you’ll be treated leniently. Resist and you’ll be dealt with strictly!" The officer tried hard to suppress a yawn. He had been working nonstop for over a week. If it were any other time, he might have had more patience with a girl who looked like a fairy. But now, he wanted to wrap up the interrogation quickly.

"I want to talk to Captain Scout." Abigail knew this mattered not just for her, but also as Master Brandon’s fiancée. If her identity was revealed, who knew what would happen. Given that Luke Scout was the captain, she became more certain of her suspicion and completely calmed down.

"You..." The officer was exasperated. "Fine, then stay here tonight. Let’s see how long you can hold out."

The interrogating officer was about to leave. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

Abigail suddenly asked, "What’s your name?"

The person who was about to leave turned and glanced at Abigail, annoyed but still responded, "Zhao."

"Officer Ben, if you have time, check your liver. No, go tomorrow." Abigail said very seriously.

The officer was about to close the door, "..." This girl must be out of her mind. Oh well, beauty in exchange for intelligence. Fine.

"I’m serious. Have you recently felt unexplained fatigue, irritability, knee weakness, loss of appetite, or pain in the liver area?" Although the officer had yelled at her several times, Abigail knew he worked hard. His condition, if left untreated, could escalate to cirrhosis, which would be a serious problem.

Officer Lionel, who had just thought this beautiful girl must be crazy, was stunned. "How do you know that? Could it be you criminals have even dug up our police information?"

He shivered, looking at Abigail with fear. This was too terrifying. He suddenly felt she was threatening him!

Abigail opened her mouth to speak, "... Would you believe me if I said I’m a doctor?"

Officer Ben looked at Abigail’s excessively beautiful face and found it even less believable than her being a drug dealer. He gave her a long look and then turned to leave.

Watching the door close, Abigail sighed deeply. She had never known that being pretty could be such a hassle.

Officer Ben, upon leaving the interrogation room, didn’t dare to actually rest. Abigail’s words made him uneasy. If that group had indeed gathered such detailed information on the police, they could be doomed. This was no small matter. He couldn’t care less if Captain Scout was resting; he immediately knocked on Luke Scout’s office door.

Luke, a light sleeper, woke up as soon as Lionel approached his office. He called him in and asked what was going on.

Just a few sentences in, Luke’s expression became extremely grim. Realizing the gravity of the situation, knowing they were part of a newly assembled investigation team with strictly confidential information, he knew any leak could mean life or death. Cases of frontline police officers being retaliated against were countless every year, each a tragic story. Frowning deeply, he threw on his coat and said, "I’ll go have a look."