In the interrogation room, a stern-faced Prosecutor Kim Jun-ho sat across from Lee Jae-woo. The conversation was charged from the outset. "You have the right to find a lawyer, perhaps the same one who helped you escape from Dubai and gave you a chance to escape back to Korea."
Lee Jae-woo maintained his nonchalant expression and replied with a playful smile, "That's totally unnecessary. I don't want to trouble them over such a trivial matter."
Jubal and Jack exchanged glances nearby. Lee Jae-woo acted like a complete jerk, a rich kid. This was illogical. Perhaps his father's power made him fearless of a mere prosecutor, but he certainly wasn't a fool.
Whether it was Eton College or Cambridge, money and power were certainly prerequisites for admission, but according to school records, Lee Jae-woo's academic performance was generally reliable.
An ordinary wealthy Korean son was nothing in the eyes of Americans, so why did this clever pervert act so fearlessly in front of the FBI?
"You don't seem worried about being a suspect in three murders." Jubal couldn't help but speak.
Li Jianyu glanced in the direction of the two FBI agents, his expression half-smiled, "Should I worry?"
Jin Junhao snorted coldly, "We have evidence that the three female victims were tortured to death in the office under your name. The police forensic personnel extracted your fingerprints and DNA in the room."
"Is that strange? That used to be my office. The girls I dated also liked the view from the window over there, especially at night. You can find more DNA evidence at the window.
Oh, by the way, I remember that the furniture inside should have been moved away a long time ago. That's a pity, otherwise you would find more fingerprints and DNA on the desk. I really liked that desk back then, but that was more than half a year ago."
After Li Jianyu finished speaking, an obscene smile appeared on his face.
Kim Junho's face twitched involuntarily, and it was obvious that he was trying hard to suppress his anger. "There were no signs of forced entry at the scene, which means that the person using this office had a key.
And the people from the property management office told me that all the keys are in your hands. How do you explain this?"
"Yes, why? I'm as confused as you are. Why don't you investigate more carefully?" Li Jianyu smiled strangely, as if deliberately mocking him.
"Ahem!" Jack, who had been silent the whole time, coughed lightly, interrupting Kim Junho's action of slamming the table and yelling.
"I have a question I want to know the answer to, and I hope you can answer it honestly." Jack walked over to the prosecutor, put his hand on his shoulder to signal him to calm down, and then turned to Li Jianyu and asked with a friendly face.
"Would you really encourage or even require your girlfriends to have plastic surgery?"
Jack's question seemed to open Li Jianyu's chatterbox, making him talk nonstop. "Of course, if I have to look at the same face for several hours every day, why not make her look more like what I like?
It may be difficult for white people like you to understand this. People in Korea are actually very inferior, which leads to a certain degree of arrogance, just like the guy next to you.
Koreans regard themselves as the greatest nation in the world, but they extremely hate their Asian appearance, just like this."
As he said this, Li Jianyu put his fingers on the corners of his eyes and pulled them back, making a squinting expression.
"You know, truly confident people don't mind being insulted in that way, but Koreans do. That's why they get double eyelids, eyelid surgery, and nose augmentation—every woman in this country is trying to make themselves look like Europeans and Americans.
I used to think that way, too, until one day it hit me: Instead of that, why not just find a white girlfriend? Then, all I have to do is get her breast augmentation."
That jerk made a lot of sense.
The atmosphere in the interrogation room suddenly became awkward. Perhaps because of the two FBI agents present, Kim Junho ultimately held back, but the rage in his eyes threatened to become tangible.
"Where were you from 10 p.m. to 2 a.m. last night?" Kim Junho gritted his teeth before finally asking his final question.
"In bed, with my fiancée. You want to know the details? Just ask her." Li Jianyu continued to recklessly tease him.
-Outside the interrogation room, Jack turned on the speaker on his phone, with Jubal and Kim Junho standing beside him, listening.
"He slipped out in the middle of the night, almost all night, and yes, although his fiancée tried to conceal it for a while, but as an American, she was not stupid enough to lie to the FBI.
Although she didn't admit it herself, Li Jianyu should often go out at night, and each time he said it was for business. "
"Well done, Hannah."
Jack hung up the phone, and before he could say anything, Jin Junhao couldn't wait to push the door back to the interrogation room, pulled Li Jianyu up from the chair, took out handcuffs and handcuffed him.
"You made a big mistake, Mr. Prosecutor, are you sure you really want to do this?" Knowing that his fabricated alibi was exposed, Li Jianyu still looked calm.
"Look at your two American bosses, obviously they don't think I'm guilty."
Jubal looked at him expressionlessly, while Jack on the side showed a weird smile, as if to say, are you sure?
The smile on Li Jianyu's face gradually solidified, as if he thought of something, his face became ugly, "No, I changed my mind, I want to see a lawyer! I want to call my lawyer!"
"Take him to go through the arrest procedures. "Kim Junho pushed him towards the incoming officer, put his hands on his hips, let out a long sigh, and turned to look at the two FBI agents.
"Thank you for your assistance. From now on, I'll be taking over the rest of the work."
Jubal exchanged a glance with Jack, and seeing Jack nod slightly, he couldn't help but sigh. "Prosecutor Kim, although I know you don't want to hear this, I still have a suggestion. Until there's solid evidence, don't reveal the reason for Li Jianyu's arrest to the outside world."
Kim Junho's brow, which had just relaxed, tightened again. "What do you mean? He fabricated an alibi. He's the only one with the key to the office. He has a history of abuse and injury. You just saw him break down in the end. What else could be wrong?"
"But he doesn't fit our profile." Jubal said earnestly. "Li Jianyu has a strong and confident personality. He likes to be in control. If this is all a game for him, then the fact that the victim has no signs of sexual assault is completely unreasonable.
My team and I believe the killer would have been hiding, observing the victim and waiting for an opportunity to strike. Unless Lee Jae-woo suffers from severe schizophrenia, this is completely inconsistent with his style."
"So you all think he's innocent?" Kim Jun-ho looked at him in disbelief, then turned his gaze to Jack.
"We agree with you that he's a psychopath, and we believe this case is somehow connected to him."
Jack chose his words carefully. His initial words slightly eased Kim Jun-ho's expression, but his next words darkened his face again.
"But that doesn't mean he's the murderer."
"You're being unreasonable."
Jack raised his hand, motioning for him to finish. "While I'm not sure if there's any personal grudge between you, it's best not to jump to conclusions for now. We'll continue investigating this case, and you can proceed as you wish."
Agent Valentine's warning was simply well-intentioned. "
Jin Junhao's face flushed red, and he stared at the two FBI agents for a long time. Finally, without saying a word, he turned around and left angrily.
(End of this chapter)