# Chapter 84: Interrogation: When the Light Burns Brighter Than the Truth
Hello everyone, it's me again! How are you all doing? Today I will continue to walk with you and review Chapter 84: Interrogation of "My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire Reviews" – a chapter that takes us deep into the cold, harsh reality of a police interrogation room, where Keira finds herself facing not just suspicion, but blatant hostility.
Let's begin.
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Holly spoke slowly, her voice carrying an unusual weight. "It is a voice message left for you, so it's your right to be informed."
Keira's heart thumped. A voice message? From whom? She asked carefully, "What did he say?"
But Holly, ever the stickler for rules, replied formally, "The department's regulations don't allow suspects to hear about the evidence. But don't worry, once the trial results come out, whether you are the murderer or not, I'll tell you."
Keira was left speechless. Was Holly, of all people, teasing her now? The little rule-follower had learned to play mind games.
Stepping back, Keira sighed, a mixture of frustration and reluctant amusement. Holly warned her again, "Stay here and believe in us. We won't wrong any good people." With those parting words, she turned and left.
But Holly didn't go home. Even though her shift was over, she walked straight to the morgue of the forensic department.
The duty officer looked up, surprised. "Dr. Sims, why are you here so late? Isn't this case not urgent? Why not dissect the body during the day tomorrow?"
Holly's answer was simple, yet revealing. "The earlier the cause of death is figured out, the sooner the suspect is cleared."
The officer's eyebrows rose. "What you mean is, the suspect didn't kill this man?"
In front of Keira, Holly always maintained a fierce, no-nonsense image. But now, she said something that showed her true heart. "She's not that kind of person."
With that, she walked into the morgue. The detention center was bare and uncomfortable. The sooner she could clear Keira's name, the sooner her friend could be released.
Holly yawned, glanced at the body on the dissection table, and opened a drawer. She pulled out a small loaf of bread, took a few bites to fuel herself, and then began her work. She hadn't even had time to eat dinner.
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Meanwhile, sitting alone in her cell, Keira quietly pondered the day's chaotic events. Finley's death had blindsided her. It couldn't have been any of her subordinates—they would never set her up.
So who?
Her brows furrowed as a name surfaced: Isla. With Finley's secret, Isla had been paying him 150,000 each month to silence him. Now that she couldn't come up with five million, had she taken the desperate measure of killing him? What exactly had Finley held over Isla to make her so ruthless?
No, that didn't fit. When Keira left the Olsen family house, Isla had already run upstairs and stayed there. She must have had an accomplice!
Keira's thoughts were sharp and clear. But she was trapped here, her phone confiscated. Her only hope was Holly.
Time passed. Then, suddenly, the sound of many footsteps approached. Several policemen stood outside her door.
The young officer who had arrested her reported to an older man. "Captain Lincoln, this is the murder suspect, Keira Olsen."
Captain Lincoln was a man in his thirties, with piercing eyes that scanned her from head to toe. Then he snapped at the young officer, "With the evidence already so clear, what are you doing not interrogating the suspect immediately?! Bring her to the interrogation room."
The young officer hurriedly opened the door. As Keira stepped out, Captain Lincoln immediately shoved her. "Stop dilly-dallying! Do you think you can escape the law?"
Keira staggered, her brows knitting together. She looked at him coldly.
"What are you looking at? Move!"
Keira clenched her jaw. She knew better than to argue. She picked up her pace toward the interrogation room.
But Captain Lincoln grabbed her arm and shoved her onto the interrogation chair. With a click, he secured the security buckle on her, treating her like a violent criminal. Keira's fists tightened.
Captain Lincoln sat across from her, his tone formal and hostile. "Name."
"Keira Olsen."
"Age."
"22 years old."
"Gender."
Keira took a deep breath. She knew he was insulting her. She wanted to explode, but she held it back. "Female."
Captain Lincoln glanced at her and continued. "What is your relationship with the deceased?"
"He was my uncle."
Captain Lincoln looked at the papers in his hands. "The deceased has been asking you for five million to pay off his gambling debts. So, you resented him, and when he got close to you, you kicked him away?"
Keira inhaled deeply, feeling the malice radiating from the man. She looked at him slowly. "Is that supposed to be a leading question?"
Captain Lincoln's eyes flashed. "I am but stating facts. You just need to say yes or no!"
Keira lowered her gaze. "I have the right to remain silent until my lawyer arrives."
"You have the rights, my ass!" Captain Lincoln slammed his notebook on the table and glared at her. "This is Crera! Every citizen has the duty to cooperate with us in our investigation! Especially suspects like you! Answer my question, now!"
He stood up, towering over her. "We have all the material evidence. There were no fingerprints other than yours at the scene! Finley was punctured from the back with a steel bar. So if you don't admit to accidental manslaughter, we will have to suspect you of premeditated murder!"
He came right in front of her. "Tell me. Do you hold a grudge against the deceased?!"
Keira gritted her jaw, raised her head, and met his gaze. "No."
"You're lying!" Captain Lincoln shouted. "If you didn't hold a grudge, when he charged at you, the subconscious reaction should be to evade. Why did you kick him?!"
Keira clenched her fists.
She had moved out of the house in middle school. She had no sense of security, knowing no one would protect her. When others showed aggression, her instinct wasn't to evade—it was to attack.
But she knew that whatever she said now would be useless. So she kept her mouth shut.
Captain Lincoln sneered. "So you think you can get away with just staying silent?"
He walked over and suddenly turned on a bright light, shining it directly into Keira's eyes!
The light was blinding. Anyone would instinctively shield their eyes, but Keira's hands were pinned to the interrogation chair. She tilted her head, but she couldn't escape the piercing glare.
Even with her eyes closed, they still stung. After just five minutes, they began to dry and burn. Tears streamed down involuntarily.
Captain Lincoln's voice cut through the brightness. "Speak. Do you admit to accidental manslaughter or not?!"
Keira took a ragged breath. "I didn't kill anyone."
Captain Lincoln laughed coldly. "Still playing tough? Then let's shine the light for two hours! If you still don't confess, you can spend the night here!"
Keira's eyes hurt more and more. Tears poured uncontrollably. She wanted to rub them, but she couldn't.
Only a dozen minutes had passed, and it was already unbearable. If they really shined that light at her all night, her eyes might be ruined.
Meanwhile, outside the police station, Lewis arrived with a lawyer.
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**Reader's Impressions & Star Rating:**
This chapter was absolutely gripping and intense. Seeing Keira subjected to such cruel interrogation methods made my blood boil. Captain Lincoln is clearly biased and overly aggressive, treating Keira like a hardened criminal when she hasn't even been proven guilty. What touched me most was Holly's quiet faith in Keira, going to the morgue on her own time to find the truth. The contrast between Holly's silent support and Lincoln's brutal interrogation was masterfully written. Keira's resilience in the face of such torture is admirable. I'm on the edge of my seat!
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Rating: 4.8 / 5 Stars
**Next Chapter Prediction:**
Lewis has arrived with a lawyer, and I predict he will not tolerate Captain Lincoln's abuse for a second. I expect Lewis to storm in, confront Lincoln, and demand Keira's immediate release or proper legal representation. The lawyer will likely expose Lincoln's unethical interrogation methods. Meanwhile, Holly's autopsy results might reveal something crucial that shifts suspicion away from Keira. Isla's involvement will come to light, and the real killer may finally be exposed. Buckle up—the storm is coming!
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