ryethenovel Chapter 91 Choice
Chapter 91 Choice
Alan Mitchell dropped the phone receiver when he heard that his case was about to be reopened.
He stared blankly at Alex, his mouth opening and closing silently.
Alex, holding the microphone, looked concerned.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"
Alan Mitchell, his lips slightly pale, looked at the prison guard behind him, but the guard seemed like a statue, ignoring the scene before him, maintaining his straddle stance and staring straight ahead.
In the end, A. Mitchell could only tremble as he gripped the telephone receiver again and held it to his ear once more.
"Please...please stop investigating."
Alan Mitchell made an almost pleading attempt to prevent the investigation from being reopened.
Alex shook his head immediately.
"I am not the one advocating for reopening the investigation; I am just a concerned citizen who came to inform you after hearing the news."
"However, as a kind-hearted person, I can help you."
"But you should at least tell me how to help you, shouldn't you?"
Alan Mitchell lowered his head and covered his face.
When he looked up again, his eyes were bloodshot, as if he hadn't slept for several nights.
"Preventing the investigation from being reopened is the greatest help you can give me..."
Alan Mitchell's voice was unusually hoarse.
Alex simply nodded nonchalantly.
"Okay, I will."
After saying that, Alex actually raised his hand to hang the phone back on the wall.
However, just as Alan Mitchell seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, Alex suddenly seemed to remember something and held the phone back to his ear.
"By the way, would you like me to go to the public cemetery and bring a bouquet of flowers for your wife and children?"
Alan Mitchell broke down.
"Flint Cooper!"
"Why!"
"I clearly handed over all my savings! Two hundred million! A full two hundred million!"
"But why don't you believe me!"
"They still won't let me go!"
"I really have no money left!"
Alan Mitchell, like a ball of fuzzy yarn being kneaded, curled up in his chair, his face buried between his knees, emitting muffled howls.
The video ended there, and Alex, who was off-screen, turned around and began to speak as if he were making a case statement.
"On April 18, 2010, Alan Mitchell was arrested for financial fraud."
"During the pursuit, the on-site commander, Cooper Flint, approved the use of a stop-and-go tactic."
"Suspect Alan Mitchell lost control of his vehicle and plunged off a cliff."
"The suspect's pregnant wife was bleeding heavily and was trapped in the car."
"There were signs of a rescue operation at the scene, and Alan Mitchell had multiple blunt force trauma injuries."
According to Alan Mitchell's own confession, $20,513,679 of the recovered embezzled funds are still missing.
Alex didn't offer any inferences or conclusions; he simply laid out the evidence point by point before everyone.
But everyone uncovered the truth of the matter.
Instead of immediately rescuing the suspect's wife and children, Flint Cooper interrogated Alan Mitchell at the scene and embezzled more than 20 million of the stolen money.
Furthermore, it's not hard to deduce from the last video that even after Alan Mitchell was sent to prison, Flin Cooper continued to use his position to persecute Alan Mitchell in an attempt to obtain more money.
Alan Mitchell was driven almost insane; he didn't even dare to hope for the "truth," and just wanted to quietly wait to die in prison...
Danielle, like Alan Mitchell in the video, curled up in a luxurious chair.
However, instead of burying her head in her hands and crying, she rested her chin on her knees and stared blankly ahead.
However, her unfocused gaze told everyone that she wasn't looking at anything; she seemed to be just spacing out.
At this moment, Alex spoke up again.
"Actually, from a personal perspective, I can understand Flint Cooper."
"On one hand, there's my niece's future; on the other, there's a shameful fraudster. It's not a difficult choice."
"As for the twenty million... his handling of it was also quite interesting."
"He used a fraction of the money to buy himself a new fishing rod and secretly helped Miss Harris pay off most of her student loans."
"With the remaining 20 million, he had someone roll around in the financial market, laundered 13 million, and planned to establish a foundation in conjunction with the Levi Group under the guise of a 'secret investor' to improve the salaries and benefits of local police officers in Miami."
Alex walked behind Danielle and gently placed his hands on her shoulders.
Danielle didn't react at all, and Alex didn't say anything to Danielle either, but looked at Levi.
"Mr. Li Wei, I would like to discuss with you from a purely academic perspective your theory of 'judging by actions, not by intentions'."
"Would someone like Mr. Cooper be considered a 'good cop' or a 'good person'?"
At that moment, Li Wei lowered the gun in his hand.
But this is not admitting defeat, but rather the prelude to a counterattack.
Don't you think your way of thinking is a bit like a "two-dimensional" phenomenon?
"Who says bad people can only do bad things, and good people can only do good things?"
"Human nature is complex. Whether good or bad, it is a person's own choice, and has nothing to do with identity, background, or occupation."
Alex laughed.
"So, Mr. Levi, how do you think Mr. Frank Cooper's problem should be handled in a way that can be considered 'proper'?"
Levi picked up the gun again and aimed it at Alex.
"People should pay the price for their choices."
Facing the dark muzzle of the gun, Alex didn't care. Instead, he turned to look at Thomas next to Levi.
"Thomas, what do you think?"
Thomas nodded without hesitation.
"I agree with Li Wei's idea."
Alex removed his hand from Danielle's shoulder and said something rather cryptic.
"Thank you both for your honest answers. I hope you can keep your word."
"I have some other things to take care of, so I'll have to excuse myself."
"Feel sorry."
"Finally, I wish all three of you a pleasant meal."
After Alex finished speaking, he turned around and walked straight towards the front door.
Did I let you leave?
Levi's gun was pointed at the back of Alex's head.
Alex didn't turn around, but instead offered a suggestion in an extremely sincere tone.
"Mr. Li Wei, out of personal integrity, I really do not recommend that you fire your weapon."
"Bang!"
Li Wei fired a shot right at Alex's feet.
"What if I insist on shooting you to save you?"
Alex let out a soft sigh.
"Then you'd better be prepared..."
Levi frowned; he didn't quite understand what Alex was saying.
However, Alex provided the answer to Levi in his next sentence.
"...Be prepared to explain to the entire Miami television audience that you are not trying to use violence to silence a righteous 'mayor candidate'."
Li Wei's pupils shrank instantly.