Scholar meets soldier, a clear case made murky.
Unwilling to compromise, she had no doubt she would also be beaten.
...
Interrogation room.
Brian tapped on the table, "Just tell me how you killed the Masons, and yes, why you framed Mycroft. No nonsense, I'm not patient, and if you waste my time, I'll send you straight to electroshock therapy."
"I don't quite understand, Mycroft is my husband, how could I possibly frame him?" Heidilin's face turned pale.
Something was off with this script.
Brian did as he said.
He directly pulled out a stun baton from the drawer, walked up to Heidilin, grabbed her soft long hair, and as she looked on in horror, he thrust it forward.
Zzzzap~
Accompanied by sparks and lightning.
Heidilin trembled all over like she was having a Parkinson's attack, nowhere near her usually charming appearance.
Only when a foul smell filled the air did Brian stop.
Heidilin slumped in the chair, looking at Brian in terror, gasping for breath.
