The Understated Dragon Lord

Chapter 840 Stubborn Jax



Saving Jax only to be accused by him left Daniel a bit surprised. He hadn't expected Jax to be so stubborn.

"Jax! You're a seasoned cop; how can you be so dense?" Daniel shot back, not bothering to explain himself immediately.

Jax was immediately offended. His face darkened, and he pointed a finger at Daniel's nose, “Daniel, what's that supposed to mean? Are you calling me dumb?"

"When someone commits a murder, they need a motive and the right opportunity. Let's talk about motive first. If I were to kill you, Jax, what would I gain? Nothing. So why would I kill you? Murdering someone without any benefit is just plain stupidity.

Now, let's talk about opportunity. Do you seriously think I'd kill you here, in front of Chloe and your entire team? How stupid would I have to be? If you died, Chloe would immediately arrest me. So even if I wanted to kill you, I certainly wouldn't do it in front of Chloe. Don't you agree?"

"You... even if you weren't trying to kill me, hitting me with that stick was intentional. You were bullying me! That's assaulting an officer, and you did it right in front of Chloe!"

Jax turned to Chloe then and said, "Chloe, once we get out of here, you have to arrest this Daniel. Take him back to the station and interrogate him thoroughly. He's clearly up to no good; who knows, he might have a criminal record or be involved in something big."Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

"Don't worry, Jax. I'll definitely arrest this little troublemaker and make sure he's interrogated properly," Chloe said with a smile.

Daniel ignored Chloe's remark and turned to Jax with a smile, "Jax, given your behavior just now, if that ghost attacks you again, don't expect me to help."

"Daniel, you think you can trick me? There's no ghost! Ghosts don't exist! If there really was a ghost, why hasn't it shown up?" Jax retorted.

“Let's keep moving. Rescuing the hostages is our priority," Daniel said, deciding he'd had enough arguing and led the group further into the cave. Jax, as before, walked at the rear with his high-powered flashlight.

About fifteen minutes after leaving the pool behind, suddenly, Jax's strong flashlight went out. It refused to tum back on, no matter how many times he pressed the switch.

"What the heck? Why isn't my flashlight working? I just chargedit today! With its battery capacity it should last at least two weeks. How could it be dead already?"

Jax muttered to himself, fiddling with the flashlight. He couldn't believe it had broken-it had cost him hundreds of dollars and was a high-end imported model. It simply couldn't be malfunctioning