Seeing Dirk Carter walk into Class Eight's door.
Buckley Quill's heart jumped to his throat.
He was just about to do something.
But Dirk Carter waved his hand and said to the teacher, "It's okay, continue with your class."
Seeing Dirk Carter walk out again.
Buckley Quill's heart finally relaxed.
He thought, it was an accident, just a mere accident, it shouldn't have any connection to other matters.
As expected, after the tour of the high school freshman classes.
Dirk Carter and his group went downstairs and headed towards the main entrance.
At this moment, Gwendolyn Lewis, who was taking a call nearby, suddenly rushed to Dirk Carter's side and whispered something into his ear.
Dirk Carter's expression froze.
He suddenly looked at Buckley Quill.
Buckley Quill shivered at that glance.
"Principal Quill, could you come over here for a moment?"
Dirk Carter stepped to the side and waved him over.
Buckley Quill didn't understand the situation.
He cautiously approached Dirk Carter and asked, "Director Carter, what's the matter?"
Dirk Carter had a somber expression as he asked, "Principal Quill, have you done anything illegal?"
"Huh? No, as a principal, how could I do anything illegal?"
Buckley Quill waved his hands in a panic.
Dirk Carter looked at him with a doubtful gaze and asked, "Are you sure?"
"I'm sure, I couldn't possibly break the law."
Even though he said that, he was already starting to sweat on his forehead.
Dirk Carter nodded and said, "I won't hide it from you. I just got the news that a detainee through his lawyer contacted the municipal public security bureau saying that a few days ago in the Myra Walsh fall case, you instructed him to take the blame."
"Myra Walsh... huh? Impossible... it has nothing to do with me..."
Buckley Quill got flustered.
He kept waving his hands.
He said aggrievedly, "Director Carter, that can't be, it really can't be, the Myra Walsh matter has nothing to do with me."
"Are you sure?"
"I'm sure, I'm truly innocent, it really has nothing to do with me."
Buckley Quill said.
Dirk Carter nodded and said, "The city public security bureau officers will be here shortly. I trust Principal Quill's character, don't worry, I'll speak for you in a while."
With that, he patted Buckley Quill's shoulder.
Just as he finished speaking.
At the school gate.
A police car drove in.
Attracting everyone's attention.
The car door opened.
Three police officers got out directly.
Leading them was a young, beautiful female officer, none other than Maeve Winters.
With serious expressions, they approached the crowd and asked, "Excuse me, who is Buckley Quill?"
Everyone's eyes.
Turned towards the positions of Dirk Carter and Buckley Quill.
Maeve Winters approached, with a stern expression, showed her ID, and said, "We are from the city public security bureau's criminal investigation team. May I ask who is Comrade Buckley Quill?"
"I... I am..."
Buckley Quill replied in a panic.
Maeve Winters said solemnly, "Comrade Buckley Quill, you are involved in a murder case, please come with us now."
Just as Buckley Quill was about to argue.
Dirk Carter intervened.
He brought Buckley behind him.
He said, "Hello, comrade, I'm the director of the Kenton County Bureau of Education, my name is Dirk Carter."
"Hello, Director Carter."
Maeve Winters extended her hand and shook hands with Dirk Carter.
"Hello, um... like this, there must be some misunderstanding here, can we find a quiet place to talk?"
Dirk Carter asked.
Maeve Winters nodded and said, "Alright."
A group of five.
Three officers, along with Dirk Carter and Buckley Quill, walked into the principal's office.
Once inside.
Dirk Carter, in front of Buckley Quill, grabbed Maeve Winters's clothes and asked, "Captain Maeve, I'm really sorry to trouble you to come here. Our Principal Quill has always been a model in the Kenton County education system. You say he's suspected of murder; this is absolutely impossible. I think there must be a mistake somewhere."
After speaking.
Dirk Carter winked at Buckley Quill.
Buckley Quill got the hint and quickly said, "Captain Maeve, I've always been law-abiding. As a principal, how could I break the law?"
"Director Carter, I can't answer that; if we're here to make an arrest, it's because we have absolute evidence, otherwise, we wouldn't have come."
Maeve Winters said.
Dirk Carter deliberately said, "Captain Maeve, we're all on the same side, so could you give me a hint about what specific evidence points to our Principal Quill?"
In police procedures, an arrest is straightforward.
It's impossible to disclose the evidence.
Dirk Carter's actions seemed to Buckley Quill like he was protecting him.
Maeve Winters pondered for a moment.
She said, "Okay, considering Director Carter's reputation, I'll disclose a little. The Myra Walsh fall case happened some time ago. After the incident, a person named Douglas Summers confessed that it was his mishandling that caused Myra Walsh's fall. The day before yesterday, which was Saturday, he contacted our city criminal investigation team through his lawyer, confessing that he was just covering for someone else and that the real person responsible for Myra Walsh's fall was someone else."
"Who?"
Dirk Carter asked.
Maeve Winters looked at Buckley Quill, who was trembling all over, and said, "He said it was Principal Buckley Quill of the Third School."
"Impossible, how could it be Principal Quill? That's absolutely impossible."
Dirk Carter immediately refuted.
Buckley Quill cooperatively nodded repeatedly beside him.
Maeve Winters said, "Of course, based only on this testimony, we wouldn't have come to make an arrest. After receiving the report yesterday, we retrieved surveillance and interviewed some witnesses. Some teachers at the school, staff at the House Hotel, and a taxi driver all confirmed that on the day Myra Walsh fell, she came to school alone, and Principal Quill took her to the House Hotel, and also took her to the tenth floor. With these testimonies and evidence, our city bureau came to arrest him."
Hearing this.
Dirk Carter shivered.
He looked at Buckley Quill in disbelief and asked, "Principal Quill, is what they're saying true?"
In this situation.
Buckley Quill was already at a loss.
His hands and feet trembled to the point where he could barely stand.
Dirk Carter saw him like this.
He deliberately pulled him to the window and whispered, "Principal Quill, tell me honestly, did you really kill someone?"
"No... no, how could I possibly kill anyone?"
Buckley Quill replied with a trembling voice.
"Then are all their evidence fabricated? Or is someone deliberately trying to frame you, forcing you to take the blame?"
Dirk Carter continued to ask.
Hearing this.
Buckley Quill shivered.
The words "take the blame" resonated with him.
At this moment, Maeve Winters approached and said, "Director Carter, the facts are already very clear. To be frank, we even found a cigarette butt in the hotel room involved, which matched Principal Quill's DNA. The evidence chain is complete now; his murder charge is already established."
Boom!
As if struck by lightning.
Buckley Quill trembled slightly.
He said, "Impossible, there's no way there's my cigarette butt in the room, I haven't even been inside, that's absolutely impossible."
"But we did find the cigarette butt; unless someone else threw it in instead, then why would the confessing person recant, and why would we find evidence step by step?"
Maeve Winters asked.
As she posed this question.
Buckley Quill clenched his fists.
His expression changed from fear to anger.
He gritted his teeth and said, "They want me to take the blame, they want me to take the blame, bastards, a bunch of sons of bitches, after all I've done for them, they actually want me to take the blame, fine, if we're going down, we'll all go down together, who's afraid of whom?"
After finishing this sentence.
He glanced around at the people in the office.
And said, "Director Carter, Captain Maeve, I admit, I brought her there, but I definitely didn't kill her. It has nothing to do with me..."
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