The case in this hotel was so big that everyone who had access to it, and everyone who was able to climb to the floor where it took place, had done their homework on it. Therefore, for the name on the confession, whether it was the person directly responsible for the interrogation, the person who began to speak the confession, and Officer Cheng, who held it in his hand, also saw everything behind the name when he saw it.

"Moxicillin ......"

The name on the last page of the confession stung his eyes, and for a moment he felt like he couldn't hold the clipboard in his hand.

The hot man in the next general election of country XX, a man who can reach the pinnacle of power after the next summer wind sweeps across the continent with just a little luck.

There is no doubt that this is a hot potato.

He sat down next to the provider of the confession and looked directly at the other person with black and white eyes, as if trying to read something through the other's eyes.

Yet he couldn't read it.

Lawrence has a dark skin, and his eyes are also black, and when the black eyes meet the other pair of black eyes, there can only be a mirror image of the other in each other.

Officer Cheng looked at his mirror image in the other party's eyes and was silent for a long time - it wasn't too long for him to get tired of the feeling of looking in the mirror.

"I'm sorry, but you were grounded before the case progressed. ”

Inexplicably feeling a little cold on his body, he stood up, like a night watchman walking alone through a deserted cemetery in the middle of the night, and as if driven by instinct to cover something, he straightened his tie, and by the way, tightened his collar.

Maybe even he didn't notice this little gesture himself.

Finally, looking at the black man who was sitting on the bed with tears on his face, Officer Cheng laughed at himself, turned around and walked out of the room.

"Click. ”

The sound of the door closing was accompanied by the sound of a machine spring clicking, and only two police officers and Lawrence Fried were left in the bedroom.

The interrogation of Lawrence has come to an end, and the rest of the time needs to be left to the rest of the mission.

About half an hour later......

Twenty confessions were placed in front of Officer Cheng and the middle-aged man, nine of these confessions pointed to the guy known as 'Moxilin', and the remaining eleven did not have a unified voice, some of them pointed to the old enemies of the president of XX country, some pointed to the trade rivals of XX country in the near future, and even two of them poured dirty water on the body of the Heavenly Dynasty.

It is a messy confession, but there is enough evidence in each confession, and the suspects who are accused do have more or less motives to commit the crime.

Officer Cheng sat on the side of his desk facing the door, his brow furrowed, the ashtray in front of him was already full of cigarette butts, and the last cigarette butt that had been inserted had not even been extinguished.

It was a tricky case, he felt a headache, and at the same time he felt tired, as if he hadn't been able to get his pillow on his head for three days and three nights.

The middle-aged man sitting in front of him also had the same expression, but the difference between the two was that the middle-aged man did not smoke.

"All buildings in the direction of bullet holes have been contained. ”

After a long time, the middle-aged man said such a sentence.

"Looks like it's none of our business. ”

Officer Cheng was silent for a moment, he understood what the middle-aged man meant.

The movement is already too big, they are all about to retire, and the old bones of their bodies are afraid that they will not be able to withstand this storm.

He sighed and picked up his hat from the table.

"Where are you going?"

The middle-aged man asked.

"Go home. ”

Officer Cheng felt like he was going to fall asleep at any moment.

Inexplicably, he remembered sitting next to the black man during the day.

He remembered the black man's eyes.

The same dark eyes as him.

He remembered himself reflected in the other's eyes.

In a trance, he seemed to see the reflection of his own eyes, and the self in his eyes.

Dizzy.

The world is spinning.

His figure flickered, and as the corner of his eye swept over the testimonies on the table, he suddenly caught something.

"One less!"

He remembered something crucial, but he didn't have time to say it.

"Plop!"

"Lao Cheng!"

He fell on the thick carpet, and the world before him was plunged into darkness.

Just like Lawrence's complexion.

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"There will be no missiles falling. ”

"They don't want to kill you, taking your life, our life doesn't mean anything to those people - or they haven't planned to kill you until now. ”

"They're just driving you in one place, and because you're running too fast, there are robbers who are hijacking cars and stopping you in your tracks. ”

"Because the man who wants to kill you, who is going to confront you head-on, is on the way, and at this moment, he is afraid that he has already arrived. ”

The man in glasses recounted calmly, his eyes clear, without fear or war.

His body was so thin, so thin that even the weakest cultivator could kill him like a chicken, but in front of him, Mo Ye, who had played a powerful cultivator like a chicken, felt trembling.

"How do you know?"

Mo Ye didn't deny the glasses man's words, he couldn't deny it, because when facing that blue light, he did have a feeling of being driven away.

It's like a shepherd holding a whip to drive away disobedient goats.

He had known this for a long time, but he did not resist this drive, because he had a foolproof way to get out - as long as he could afford it, even the Holy Book of God could be exchanged for you, not to mention the service of space transfer.

He doesn't tremble at the ambush in front of him.

He was trembling from the words that came out of the bespectacled man's mouth and the calm expression on his face.

Because he suddenly thought of the plot of a certain book he had read when he was a student, remembered a certain existence and a character in the book, and remembered a certain terrible theory.

If he was in such a box, the road ahead would be bleak.

"I guess. ”

The man with glasses took in Mo Ye's performance, and then smiled.

"Don't worry, my surname is Wang, not Chu, just an ordinary student, I have never soaked in formalin and I don't plan to run formalin. ”

The inexplicable words have a deep meaning, but Mo Xie understands the stalk in the other party's words.

"What do you want?"

The trembling of his body lasted less than a second, and Mo Ye's voice hardened.

He pressed his right hand into the driver's seat, and with the strange sound of 'sizzling' and the faint smoke of green smoke, the armrest wrapped in leather emitted a scorching stench.

This style clearly has the meaning of 'killing people if you don't agree with each other'.

"What lies beneath the surface of today's peaceful world is not something for people like me to explore, but I know that you can give me strength. ”

It didn't seem that he had seen the handrails that had been deformed by the heat at all, and he didn't smell the scorching smell of the leather being burned, and the man with glasses looked at Mo Ye's eyes and didn't take a step back.