Traveling through time, I'm making pancakes in Warhammer

Chapter 387 Undergoing Interrogation

When Howard was identified as the murderer by Neville, the people around him quickly dispersed, fearing that they would have anything to do with him.

At this moment, Alexandra stood before Howard. Although the young man was deeply saddened, he still stood up and said to the Space Marine, "No! Master Astarte! I swear on the honor of the Gunther family that he cannot be the murderer."

But Neville still refused to give up. He continued, "I am also a child of the Gunther family. I also guarantee it on the honor of my family! The tragedy that happened to Isabella must be related to this person!"

"Neville! Are you crazy?!" Alexandra scolded her brother harshly: "It's okay if you act crazy at other times, but why are you so confused now?!"

"I'm not confused!" Neville didn't flinch in the face of his brother's rebuke. Instead, he took a step forward and said, "It was this man who brought the devil here!"

The brief verbal conflict quickly calmed Alexandra down. He sneered and asked, "Neville, Mr. Howard has always been with me and my father. But you, on the other hand, I remember that you have always been reluctant to attend family banquets. Why are you suddenly willing to attend today, and why did such a thing happen as soon as you arrived? I think you are more suspicious than Mr. Howard!"

Alexandra thought she had been tolerant enough towards this ignorant little brother, but if he continued to act like this, then she would not have to show him any more mercy.

He and Neville both knew whether Howard had any problems or not, but Alexandra did not think that Isabella's death was related to Howard because he had no motive to do so.

And even if all this was really caused by Howard, to put it cruelly, Isabella's death was not a big deal, but Howard must not let anything go wrong here.

While the brothers were attacking and accusing each other, the two Space Marines were observing everything from the sidelines. Their gazes lingered on Howard, but not for long.

It wasn't until both Alexandra and Neville stopped that they looked at each other and then separated themselves.

"Citizens of the Empire, please remain calm and restrained." The Space Marine with longer service, who had a gold and a silver nail on his forehead, stepped forward again to maintain order:

"We will investigate everything that happened here. Please refrain from unnecessary arguments."

Then he looked at Alexandra and her group and said, "Three citizens of the Empire, please cooperate with our investigation and accept our interrogation."

This chapter named Thunderbolt was unexpectedly polite. This was not only due to the style of their chapter that was passed down from the Ultramarines, but more importantly, these war machines knew that almost all the people in this banquet hall were nobles of the empire.

Especially this pair of brothers who are always quarreling. They are direct descendants of the Gunther family, and one of them may even be the future heir of this family. Not long ago, this family just made outstanding contributions to the regiment, and the regiment leader personally wrote a letter to express gratitude and commendation, so they must treat it with caution.

The Space Marines had spoken, and both Neville and Alexandra knew that while these powerful men were polite on the surface, in reality, they had no choice but to obey. If they cooperated with the Space Marines' orders, their politeness would last. If they disobeyed the Space Marines' orders, then the Imperial nobles would be no more stubborn than Isabella.

But when Alexandra took one look at the charred, headless body beside the piano, he finally couldn't hold back his emotions and burst into tears.

"My lord..." Alexandra said to the Space Marine in front of her, holding back her tears, "You can... you can let me have one last..."

"I'm sorry, but that's not possible." However, the Space Marine rejected Alexandra's request first: "Sir Gunther, the condition of this body is still unclear. For safety reasons, we cannot let you or anyone else touch her."

Then he gave an order to the Space Marine next to him who had less years of service than himself: "Fred, guard the scene and contact the Chapter for support. Before that, no one can be allowed to approach this body, and no one can be allowed to leave!"

"Got it, Hall." The warrior named Fred replied calmly.

Then Hall said to Alexandra: "Sir Gunther, please contact Lord Taylor and accept our questioning."

half an hour later

The toilet was temporarily used as an interrogation room

Howard and Hall were the only ones in the interrogation room. Alexandra and Neville were locked in another room and interrogated separately.

Howard sat naked in a chair, and all the clothes he was wearing were spread out on the table, including Om Messiah.

Hall carefully examined these things. He rummaged through Howard's clothes, trying to find any hidden Chaos symbols or anything suspicious inside. Although he was not wearing power armor, his modified visual and olfactory organs still allowed him to have superhuman detection abilities.

But after searching Howard's clothes inside and out, Hall didn't find anything unusual. Then he picked up the Om Messiah and asked Howard:

"What's this."

"This is my dataslate, my lord."

"Turn it on," Hall ordered.

Howard did as he was told, and the Om Messiah started up as usual, except this time the interface imitated the data board commonly seen in this world.

As Ohm Messiah said, even when it is turned off, it can still receive information from the outside world and provide feedback after it is turned on.

The data board imitated by Om Messiah has very simple functions, only able to send and receive emails, take photos and videos, and perform simple communication.

Hall checked the emails simulated by Ohm Messiah and the photos in the album and found nothing unusual.

In fact, if it were handed over to professionals for inspection, some clues might be found, but Hall is not an expert in this field after all, and his purpose is only to check whether there is any information related to chaos in this data board. After confirming that there is none, this data board is classified as "clean".

After Hall finished his inspection, Howard asked:

"Lord Astarte, may I please put on my clothes now?"

"It's not over yet," Hall said. He then walked up to Howard and said, "Citizen of the Empire, please cooperate with our interrogation and raise your hands above your head."

Howard did as he was told. Then Hall grabbed Howard's hands, lifted him up, and carefully examined every part of his body, especially his lower eyelids and teeth, but still found no valuable information.

Finally, Hall put Howard back, and then he said:

"Okay, Imperial citizen, you may now put on your clothes and accept further interrogation."