Chapter 458: Scapegoat
His body was still warm, yet his biological parents were already thinking about compensation money.
Mr. Thatcher's first question wasn't about who killed Justin or where Justin's body was. Instead, he asked about the compensation money. Even Liam Michaelson, who was used to seeing the coldness of human nature, felt a pang of sorrow for Justin upon hearing this.
As a police officer, Liam Michaelson had to stick to the facts. "We handle criminal cases. For civil compensation, you'll need to file a separate lawsuit."
"So, there is compensation," Mr. Thatcher asked greedily, "How much? My son's life has to be worth a few million."
"I don't know how much, but it won't be millions," Liam Michaelson replied. "You can seek compensation from the criminal's family, but whether they have the money is another matter. Derek Donnelly's parents are deceased, he's been divorced for years, and he's a loner. He's already been arrested, so you probably won't get much."
Derek Donnelly's divorce was a sham, but the police didn't know that. He worked for Ethan Channing, living a dangerous life. To protect his wife and daughter, he chose to divorce. By taking the fall this time, his wife and daughter would receive compensation. He trusted Ethan Channing wouldn't let them down.
Mr. Thatcher was displeased. "We came because we heard there would be compensation. How can you change your story now? The killer must have money. You can confiscate his money and give it to us."
Liam Michaelson felt helpless. Meredith didn't even feel like defending Justin anymore; arguing with someone like Mr. Thatcher was a waste of breath.
Terrence Sterling supported Meredith as they exchanged glances and went to sit in the office to warm up.
Liam Michaelson dealt with Mr. Thatcher, saying, "I'm only responsible for criminal cases and solving crimes. What you're asking isn't my jurisdiction. I suggest you hire a lawyer."
"Hiring a lawyer costs money, and we don't have any," Mr. Thatcher said coldly. "Officer Michaelson, look at us, we're old and were counting on our son for support. Now he's gone, leaving us to bury him. What are we supposed to do? You're the police; you have to help us."
They were trying to extort Liam Michaelson.
"Do you want to see the body? The case is closed; it can be cremated anytime," Liam Michaelson suggested.
"We don't have money," Mr. Thatcher quickly said, afraid of being asked for money. "You're the police; you can't ignore this. How can you ask us for money?"
Unable to communicate with Mr. Thatcher, Liam Michaelson turned to Mrs. Thatcher: "Would you like to see the body? It's your son's last look." Mrs. Thatcher's eyes were red; she had cried several times on the way.
Choking back tears, Mrs. Thatcher asked, "Where is my son?"
"I'll have someone take you," Liam Michaelson called over a colleague. "Take them to see Justin's body."
Mr. Thatcher still pressed about compensation: "What about the compensation?"
Liam Michaelson sternly replied, "Consult a lawyer about that. If you continue to obstruct our work, we'll hold you legally responsible."
Mr. Thatcher finally fell silent but refused to see the body. He had no feelings for his son when he was alive and even less now that he was dead.
After sending them off, Liam Michaelson returned to the office to update Meredith and Terrence Sterling on the follow-up of Justin's case.
"Derek Donnelly confessed that he was pursuing Fiona Woods and held a grudge after a conflict. He injected poison into her milk tea under the guise of delivering food," Liam Michaelson explained. "He didn't expect Fiona Woods to be taken by the police. He also admitted that he met Justin at CC Club, where they had a confrontation that led to Justin being pushed off the rooftop."
Terrence Sterling questioned, "What about the alcohol in Justin's system? Was he forced to drink before being pushed? It wouldn't be easy for Derek Donnelly alone to subdue Justin. If he hated Fiona Woods so much, why not use faster-acting poison? Why go through all this trouble? And where did the poison come from?"