Rochester felt just before it was close to 7 p.m. in the middle of Palermo's 4th street, a small condominium building, quite well established in a residential area.

Room 4, Building 56, Block 404!

Here live the suspects of the two homicides of 'Bersad', which is also the purpose of his visit today.

The target was a man of Chinese descent.

Rochester took a deep breath and knocked on the door, reminding him of the danger of this man as he set out.

The person who came out to open the door was a Chinese man, who looked to be a man who was more beautiful than a woman, and according to Morro's description, this person should be a suspect.

"What's the matter?"

"I'm Sheriff Rochester, does Mr. Hua Qingyi live here?"

"I am!"

"That's right, this is an arrest warrant, we suspect that you were involved in the recent murder in 'Bersad', please come with us."

"Mr. Sheriff, you can't be angry with each other, right, I had this charge before, and now I'm on bail, have you arrested the prisoner?" Hua Qingyi felt amused and propped his hand on the door frame, it had been less than twenty-four hours since he came out of the police station, and now he was arrested again on the same charge, are the police in Palermo all idiots who have eaten enough and have nothing to do?

"Now that we have sufficient evidence to prove the whole process of your murder, please follow me back to the police station to assist in the investigation." Rochester coughed lightly.

"Hua! Who's out there? A middle-aged man walked out from behind Hua Qingyi, with a small flat head and gold-rimmed glasses.

"It was Sheriff Rochester who asked the police department to assist in the investigation."

"What's going on?" The middle-aged man gave an unfriendly expression. "Where's your director?"

"Our director is very busy and doesn't have time to manage such a small thing." Rochester's tone was obviously not so friendly, and he didn't have a good impression of the middle-aged man. "This is an arrest warrant issued by the director himself, Mr. Hua, please come with me."

"You wait a little bit for me. I'll change my clothes and come out. “

"Mr. Hua, I kindly remind you, if you want to take the opportunity to escape, it will only add to your sin." Hua Qingyi just smiled at Rochester's reminder.

Half past eight in the evening! In Moro's anxious anticipation, Rochester took Hua Qingyi back to the police station, followed by the person he least wanted to see.

"Director Morro, I think we need to talk about it first."

"Mr. Shao, our police have found evidence that Mr. Hua killed two businessmen when he killed in 'Bersad', and in the face of ironclad evidence, even if it is you, I am powerless to help."

"You said Hua Qingyi was the murderer of those two merchants?"

"Isn't it? I listened to Mr. Shao's tone with suspicion, and we were all on the scene at the time. When I left and went to the wine room, there were only you, Hua Qingyi and those two merchants left in the room, if it wasn't Mr. Hua, then it was Mr. Shao. ”

"Moro, do you know what you're talking about right now?" Shao Weihua suddenly leaned in. Said in the lowest voice. "You'd better not play tricks."

"Rochester, take Hua Qingyi to the interrogation room." Moro shrugged indifferently. "I'm sorry! Hua Qingyi was charged with first-degree murder and is not eligible for bail. ”

Moro sat in front of Hua Qingyi again, facing each other as he had twenty-four hours ago, but this time he was approachable, and Hua Qingyi's face was not so good-looking.

"Where's the evidence against my murder, Moro?"

"Mr. Hua, there are people who want you to stay here, of course there are many ways for me to let you stay here and not get out."

"Someone to give perjury?"

"This is just one of them. The key is that you can't leave my room, of course I will arrange the best living environment for you, the quality of the three meals will be guaranteed, except for freedom, this place will be the same as your life outside. ”

"That's illegal detention?"

"Again, there is a fundamental difference. But you can think of it the same way, I don't disagree. ”

"Moro, you have a lot of confidence to speak now, I see the attitude of you and Shao Weihua. Is it time for a backstage change? ”

"I just know the times and am a good man!"

"What benefits did Xiao Rin give you to do things for him? Do you know the result of offending Shao Weihua? I'm afraid that your head will not be protected! ”

"This doesn't bother Hua Shao to worry about!" Moro chuckled dryly. "Xiao Shao asked me to bring you a word, during this period, I will ask you to drink tea and rest with me, and he will take care of the outside affairs, so that you don't have to worry about it."

"Moro, do you think your police station is keeping me in place?"

"Xiao Shao has also taken this into consideration, if you want to escape from here, we police officers are definitely not your opponents, but in this way, Hua Shao will also be charged with absconding in fear of crime, so that he will be wanted by the police, I believe that no one here will dare to take you in, Shao Weihua will not be implicated with you, harboring a fugitive is not good for his reputation."

"Hehe, give me a medium-rare filet mignon, a bottle of 82-year-old red wine, plus a seafood salad, and cheese rolls, this can be ordered?"

"Of course, all your expenses here, we will settle with Xiao Shao."

"That's getting me a double to wear, and a change of clothes, and I have to take a shower every day, and ......"

"Mr. Hua, please don't go too far."

"Hehehe, don't be angry, I'm just kidding you."

"Techester takes Hua Qingyi to where he needs to go." Moro rubbed his forehead in annoyance, he would not ignore Shao Weihua's sinister eyes, as if he was being targeted by a mouse, cunning to make people's scalps tingle.

Driving all the way, Moro was a little suspicious and always looked in his rearview mirror, he always felt that someone was following him, but every time he wanted to look, there was nothing behind the car, not even a figure to talk about the car. "It's me who is too careful."

After saying this sentence countless times, that fear only deepened. After the car was dumped into the garage, Moro habitually did it in the car for a while before getting out of the car, secretly out of the garage with the remote control, and the independent cottage fell into darkness, he was widowed in his early years and never remarried his wife, and his love for his deceased wife made him always single, not that he didn't go to find a woman, and his physical needs were normal.

The sensor light didn't come on when Moro stepped up the porch stairs in front of the door, and the alertness caused him to pull out the gun pinned to his waist and gently push the door open, he remembered that the door was locked when he went to work in the morning.

Pushing open the hidden door, Moro instinctively slapped the lamp on the wall, and at that moment, someone grabbed him out of the room, and at the same time, the hand that had just pressed the switch was released.

Rumble! The sound that resounded in the sky suddenly exploded!

Moro didn't have time to see who was behind him, and he lay on the ground stupidly watching the house being blown up into the sky, his eardrums were shaken and he heard almost any sound. He was stunned, if no one had dragged him out of the room from behind, he would be like those things that had been blown up into the sky.

While Moro was stunned, fire trucks and police cars roared towards him, and they found Moro on the lawn who had peed his pants, his appearance was extremely ugly, and his eyes were cloudy.

"Moro, Director Morro, are you okay?" Moro was tapped on the shoulder, and he looked stupidly at the man who was talking in front of them. "Can you hear what we're saying?" Someone raised their hands and waved in front of him, nodding subconsciously.

"He doesn't look very good."

Unconsciously pushed into an ambulance, taken to the hospital, and forced to be treated, he was only frightened! "Oh no, don't!" Suddenly, Moro shouted, and he did not cooperate with the doctor's arrangement, and pulled out the thread that had been inserted into his body. "I'm not sick, I don't need this!"

"It's too noisy to treat, give him a sedative and let him be quiet!" After the attending physician gave an order to the nurse next to him, the others helped hold Moro down on all four limbs, and Moro quickly calmed down after the sedative entered his body.

"The patient was only frightened and had no other external injuries, but to make sure, he was hospitalized for a day of observation." After making sure there were no other skin injuries, the Accident & Emergency physician had the nurse push Moro into the room.

"Mike, I heard that a patient was just brought in, what's wrong with him?"

"Raphael, why did you come here today?" Daring to turn around, he bumped into Raphael who walked in from the outside.

"Personnel transfer! I'll be your colleague from next month! I'll be here for the rest of my life, and when I came over, I heard that it was sent from the scene of the bombing. ”

"It's not a big deal, it's just that I'm frightened, and it would be better to sleep."

"Poor man, what a disaster! By the way, are you off work? Let's go have a drink. ”

"There's a night shift today!"

"Oh, that's a pity, I'll go first." Raphael waved his hand down the stairs at Mike.

In the observation room, Moro lay quietly on the bed, he seemed to sleep very much, and from time to time there was a snoring sound, the door was gently pushed open, and a figure walked in from the outside, he stood at Moro's heels for a long time as if waiting for something, suddenly the room burst out with a few ticking sounds, and the figure standing there walked forward, holding a tube of needle in his hand and injecting a transparent liquid into Moro's drip bottle.

With a whoosh, a flash of light shot out from the window, and the figure slid his left hand to catch the silver light, which was a peculiarly shaped pentagram, and the figure sighed, and the person had already withdrawn from Moro's side and fled from the door, and at this time, the door was opened suddenly, and Xiao Rin walked in from the outside. (To be continued.) )