Chapter 1582 Who Arrested Them
Although Dalton was already keeping a low profile, his presence still commanded attention. As the Top Unit's "Artist", he had never shown his face, yet he had helped solve numerous serial murder cases. Unlike Wynter, this was something he genuinely enjoyed.
The person in charge of the Top Unit had always wanted Dalton to take over their role. But ultimately, they realized that a scion from Kingbourne's elite circles wouldn't settle for a full -time job like that. After all, his natural abilities were nothing short of genius.
Back at the Top Unit's headquarters, they received the news quickly.
"Say that again? Who was arrested?"
"Dalton Yarwood."
The blood pressure of the person in charge spiked. "Who authorized this? What reason did they have? Why did they arrest someone without reporting it?"
One of the team members explained, "It's about market manipulation. There's a video that points in his direction. It's just an investigation, nothing serious. You know how it goes. They're just following procedure."
"What procedure? Not reporting this is not according to procedure at all! Are they saying the Yarwoods' head manipulating the stock market for profit? Are the people handling this out of their minds?" The person in charge's face was flushed with anger.
The team member followed him as they walked. "Calm down. This type of case is too minor to be reported to us. It's out of our jurisdiction and just a routine investigation. I've checked it out the procedures are all in line."
"The procedures might be in line, but the logic isn't! This is a setup... Wait, a setup..."
The person's eyes gleamed as he looked at his subordinate. "What if he allowed himself to be arrested?"
The team member paused, thinking it over. It seemed very likely!
"This must be tied to a larger case." The supervisor's pace quickened. "Check who was responsible for his arrest, investigate internally, and keep this top secret. Level ten confidentiality. Bypass the local authorities."
"Understood."
Dalton was well aware of the stir his arrest would cause.
He sat there, seemingly relaxed, with only an ordinary paper cup beside him. Yet, his demeanor suggested he was attending an important meeting. His legs were slightly crossed, and his voice was calm.
He wore a meticulously tailored black suit. His deep, dark eyes contrasted with his pale skin, exuding an aloof and dignified air that filled the room with overwhelming pressure.
No one dared come in for further questioning. Anytime they tried, they felt like they were the ones being interrogated.
Meanwhile, Wynter had also been taken away. Of course, the Whitman family was distraught.
Even Cyrus rushed back in a panic. "Grandpa, where's Wynter? I heard from people outside that she's been taken in for questioning!"
Reuben nodded. His expression was grim, and his heart was aching with worry.
Cyrus stepped forward to support him, saying, "This is wrong! Grandpa, there's no way Wynter could be involved in anything illegal. Think about how much she's done to help the factory. How could she ever make money by exploiting ordinary people?"
Reuben knew that Cyrus' words were right, but he also knew that convincing others would be an entirely different story, especially with that video.
He understood that it was time to call in some favors. If he didn't act quickly, Wynter might be caught in a scandal she couldn't escape-a risk he simply couldn't take.
With his finance background, Cyrus knew exactly what stock market manipulation entailed. It was when someone used illegal means to deliberately distort stock prices or trading volumes, creating a false impression in the market.
This would mislead investors, causing them to make wrong judgments about the stock values. This would disrupt the market and profits at the expense of everyday investors.
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