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“I didn’t push her,” Alan replied calmly.

“I’ll ask again,” the interrogator said, pulling out a taser.

“Officer, we had no relationship. The question you should be asking is why she was at my place so late at night, armed with a knife,” Alan said, giving him a cold, detached look.

The interrogator motioned to an officer. “Bring his belongings here.”

The officer returned shortly with Alan’s bag, which the interrogator emptied onto the table.

“Why do you have her taser?” he demanded.

Alan smirked but remained silent. The interrogator slammed his hand on the table. “Answer me, damn it!”

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