Chapter 1 On the First Day of Work, He Was Framed as a Murderer

As an excellent graduate student of the Class of criminal investigation major of Detective university, Lucas ranked first in all the courses of the school.

On the first day, he was assigned to the police station, he was unappreciated unexpectedly.

"Director, it's unfair. I majored in criminal investigation. I should work in the special case group, not in the office to serve tea, pour water, and copy materials."

After working in the logistics department for a week, Lucas couldn't bear to be assigned by his leader and rushed into the office of director Aill.

Mr. Aill was talking on the phone. When he saw Lucas rushing in, his face was full of impatience. "Young man, didn't the school teach you basic working etiquette?"

"I'm sorry, sir." Lucas adjusted his mood, politely left the office, and knocked on the door again.

"Come in, please." Director Aill lit a cigarette and said in a pretended manner, "You just graduated. Which department do you want to go to? I paid special attention to you, so I arranged for you to study in the logistics department."

"Special care? My classmates who graduated at the same time as I was assigned to the criminal investigation team. Many of them have been to the first-line crime scene to study. Why did I..."

Lucas had always dreamed of being the best detective since he was a child. Therefore, when he was in school, he worked harder to keep the best result in his major.

But now, everything seemed to go against his dream.

"Why? Maybe I should ask your father, a good detective!"

"What's wrong with my father? Do you know something?" Lucas instantly became irritable. He rushed forward and slapped hard on the chief's office.

Lucas's father, Richard, was once a famous detective, but he committed suicide when Lucas was a child. At that time, he was at the peak of his career. There were rumors in the industry that he accepted bribes and committed suicide for fear of punishment. Lucas's heart ached.

Mr. Aill's phone rang again, but he didn't respond to Lucas. He impatiently asked him to leave, "Young man, please watch your words and deeds. Please go back to your work immediately. Don't waste my time."

Lucas was forced to leave the director's office. To calm himself down, he had to study the files at his desk.

Time passed quickly. When Lucas was about to get off work, he received a call from director Aill.

"I can answer your question today. Come to room 901 of the hotel."

Lucas arrived at the hotel soon. The door of room 901 was ajar. He knocked politely, but no one answered. Lucas entered the room and saw Mr. Aill's abdomen bleeding. He rushed forward and helped him up. "Mr. Aill, why are you injured? Who hurt you?"

The unconscious Aill director heard a faint cry. He said in a weak voice with difficulty, "Your father didn't... commit suicide." After saying that, she fainted.

"What did you say?" Lucas hurried to call the emergency center. With the arrival of the 120 ambulances, the colleagues of the police station also arrived at the scene.

"Lucas, come with us to the police station." Luther, the director of the first team of criminal investigation, took out the handcuffs, locked Lucas, and pushed him into the police car.

"I can cooperate with the investigation, but what do you mean by handcuffing me?" Lucas tried to get rid of Luther.

"The handcuffs mean that you are the suspect in this case. Do you need me to explain such a simple reason to you?"

"Suspect? I called the police. How could I be a suspect?"

"What do you want to say? Let's talk about it in the interrogation room." Without giving Lucas any chance to explain, he rudely took away Lucas's ID card and mobile phone.

In the interrogation room of the police station, the clock on the wall showed that it was already 11 p.m. During the 3 hours of being locked in, no police officer came in to ask, which was very unusual.

Lucas had been taking a rest with his eyes closed. He repeated what had happened this afternoon in his mind several times. He couldn't imagine that he would become a suspect. Since the criminal investigation team was so hasty, there must be a plot behind it.

"The chief is dead. Have you decided how to explain it?" Luther rushed into the interrogation room angrily and grabbed Lucas by the collar.

Lucas widened his eyes in disbelief. He couldn't believe the chief's death. All the clues he had managed to clear up just now were suddenly mixed up.

He also glared at Luther and sighed in his heart, "Now that the director of the police station is dead, the situation is complicated. They are so anxious to convict me. If I say one more word, they may exaggerate it."

Lucas replied calmly, "I don't need to explain anything. The chief's death has nothing to do with me."

"Have nothing to do with you? Why did you appear at the scene of the case? Someone saw you enter the chief's office this afternoon and made a fuss inside. Before the chief's accident, the last call record was also sent to you. You wanted to take the opportunity to revenge on him, but you didn't expect to kill him by accident!"

"Please conduct a thorough investigation and convict me again."

"Of course, we have investigated. There are only two fingerprints of the director of the police station and you on the spot, and the camera did not record anyone else entering room 901." Luther took out the investigation report and showed the evidence in it to Lucas one by one. "You are the only suspect. There are sufficient witnesses here. The cleaner in the hotel testified that you entered room 901 and then heard the noise."

Lucas slumped into his chair. He had never been so helpless as now. For the first time, he realized how far he was from becoming a brilliant detective. He couldn't even prove his innocence.

Lucas closed his eyes again and stopped talking to Luther. After a moment of silence, there was a knock on the door, and a well-dressed beauty appeared at the door.

"Hello, sir Luther. I'm Diana, a journalist from the legal channel. We've met before."

"It's miss Diana! You are the goddess of male comrades in our police station. Everyone likes your section the most!" Luther put on a flattering smile.

"Thank you for your praise. I heard that a big case happened today and you have solved it soon. Can I interview the suspect?"

"Exactly. Our chief was killed today. He was about to be promoted but was killed by these newly assigned police. This case is indeed special and worth reporting!"

"Thank you so much! Can I have an interview alone?" Diana asked Luther to leave for the time being.

Luther walked out of the interrogation room in cooperation and specially told Diana, "This is a murderer. Be careful during your interview. We will also monitor outside. As soon as there is a situation, we will rush in to protect you."