"Name?"

"Doug Claydon. ”

"Age?"

"XIV. ”

"Occupation?"

"Entrepreneurs. ”

"Entrepreneurs?"

"I just owned a printing and dyeing factory, so if you don't think it's suitable to write as a scholar, it's fine. ”

"Scholars?"

"Not long ago, Mr. Chancellor of Yale University, invited me to study at Yale University. ”

"Okay......" The slightly thin clerk reluctantly agreed with what Doug had said, how to listen to it and how unreliable it was.

Although I have never heard of any rich man in New Haven with the surname Claydon, who knows if this little guy in front of him is the little cub of a rich man from other places? I heard that it has been very popular recently for rich cubs to start their own businesses.

Doug doesn't know how to read minds, of course he doesn't know what the pen in front of him is complaining in his heart, and even if he knows, he doesn't care.

He finished the transcript in accordance with the process, and the recorder closed the notebook and asked, "The murderer is next door?"

Doug nodded slightly, then suddenly frowned again, and in an instant he had a better idea.

After handing over another tempting paper ticket, Doug took a moment to say, "Although my servant accidentally killed someone, I hope that you can see that God will not directly punish him." I believe that God is fair, can I let the presiding judge and the jury decide his guilt in the courtroom?"

"Got it. The recorder accepted the money and nodded.

As the clerk walked to the next interrogation room, the sturdy Hull policeman reminded, "Mr. Doug, things like this are usually resolved in silence, do you want to?"

Doug gave a grateful look as if he had a plan of his own, and then he handed out the paper ticket again gentlemanly, and he said, "Mr. Hull, I think we can be friends." ”

"No problem, of course. Police officer Hull showed a big smile.

While the two were making friends, the recorder next door was using his questioning technique.

"Are you with Mr. Doug Claydon tonight?"

The little shoe-shiner nodded.

"Are you a boy?"

The little shoe-shiner nodded.

"Have you eaten today?"

The little shoe-shiner nodded.

……

"Did you shoot Smith?"

The little shoe-shiner nodded.

The recorder didn't believe that the stinking imp in front of him had killed someone.

If such a kid gives him a gun, can he shoot?

So, he used a technique that he usually used.

After a stormy barrage of pointless questions, ask the questions he has to ask.

At this time, the guy who is being interrogated will definitely answer in the affirmative according to the habit of thinking.

He had been thinking about it for a long time, and he felt that he was full of wisdom.

You must know that he is an outlier among the police who do not want to see blood and suffering.

In addition to his intelligent evaluation of himself, he also thinks that he is a good person.

The good man takes note of the questions he wants to ask and the little shoe-shiner's answers selectively in a notebook.

The moment he closed the notebook, he felt refreshed, and he was done, and he could continue to sleep!

Wait a minute!

He suddenly felt like he had forgotten something.

Damn, how did you forget the little cub next door asking this guy to go to court?

Rich people are really annoying!

If you go to court, won't your art of interrogation be exposed?

No! I have to find a way!

……

Pregnant!

In this case, it's not that the court can't go to court, just let him not speak!

Ha!

Lao Tzu is really a genius!

Be sure to make the little cub next door pay more for Lao Tzu's genius!

The recorder was crazy with joy, and even had the urge to hum a little song.

He forced his face and walked out of the interrogation room with cheerful steps.

When the recorder was gone, Doug, accompanied by his good friend Hull, walked into the little shoe-shiner's interrogation room.

He walked up to the little shoe-shiner with an apologetic expression, squatted down and brushed away the hair that was blocking the little shoe-shine with his hand, and said in a low voice, "You're going to live here for a while......

Before the little shoe-shiner could react, Doug stood up abruptly, turned back to the policeman Hull and said loudly, "Be sure to let him eat the best food here, and don't let him suffer!"

As he spoke, Doug rummaged through his pockets and stuffed Hel with the remaining eight silver coins and a few paper tickets.

Then he turned back to the little shoe-shiner and said, "Don't be afraid!

Saying yes, Doug snatched the door out.

And the little shoe-shiner, who witnessed all this, was still sluggish.

I don't know if it's because Dougse gave the police money that he probably won't be able to earn for five years, or if he's sluggish because of something else.

Sluggish, sluggish, he suddenly cried.

No one has ever been so nice to him!

At first, he was close to Doug and only wanted to make money, but now he really wants to be loyal to Doug and serve Doug!

Mr. Doug takes such a fancy to me, how can I not repay it?

Doug left the police station with the suitcase and rushed back to the New Haven Hotel as fast as he could.

At night, even if the city is patrolled by police, it is not safe.

Before, when he dared to go out alone at night, because he had a gun.

And now, the pistol, which may have been ahead of its time, is lying in the police station as evidence.

With guns and money, he is naturally fearless, but with only money, he is afraid that he will be treated as a delicious little sheep by jackals.

The performance he just performed pursued was the effect of "treating me as a countryman, and I should repay him as a countryman".

The chicken soup he once read said that the best friend is the friend who will really lend one dollar when he only has one dollar on him.

Doug believed that he had done everything he could to bribe the police, and that the little shoe-shiner, who was no bigger than a walnut, would really be willing to paint his own liver.

I'm such a badass!

Doug thought as he walked into the New Haven Hotel.

"Sir, are you back?" the waiter at the door was still the same one he had last time he had returned with the little shoe-shiner.

This time, Doug, who didn't have any change on him, didn't tip him again.

After looking at the waiter for a moment, he said, "You come with me." ”

When Doug looked at him, he felt strange.

Don't...... Although this little master is fast, he has many times, and he wants to be strong (harmonious)?

The little master is so generous, he shouldn't treat me badly.

……

I wonder if the little master is very good at the missionary position?

I guess the little master grew up in a church school, otherwise how could he like this at such a young age?

I heard that the priests and priests in the church like the little boy who can get out of the water the most.

The waiter, who was thinking wildly, followed Doug into Doug's long-term rental room.