When you first arrived in the United States, chapter 36, you don't have a chance!

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"Take Enrique to the hospital right away."

After Lawrence and his partner ran up, Weekend quickly said this, and then suddenly remembered something and said, "Don't worry, I promise Matthew won't show up until you come back." ”

Hearing the second sentence of the weekend, Lawrence, who was a little cautious, was finally relieved, endured the unpleasant smell and put his partner on Enrique's two arms, and dragged the other party's instep and legs out of the house.

At that time, there was a criminal who was a judge, a patient who was a police officer, a revolver and a Glock 22, and a pool of black blood on the ground.

"Me, have I been arrested?"

Erkov lay on the ground and spoke quietly, he did not get up.

Weekend didn't speak, reached on the ground and picked up the revolver, and then took the women's bag that was supposed to belong to Erkov on the floor, and upon inspection, there was nothing in the bag.

In the dim light, Weekend took these things and sat on the bed, a single bed.

"Erkov can finally rest assured, don't worry about me pestering him......" Erkov seemed to sigh.

"Don't pretend."

A sentence was interjected over the weekend, and the time of the interjection seemed very abrupt, and Erkov was not finished at all, but he did not speak loudly, not at all like a drink.

"Outfit?"

Erkov sat up and looked at the weekend with a frown.

Weekend put the revolver in his hand on the side of the bed, stared at the other party, and said quietly: "Are you sure you want me to say everything?" ”

"What are you talking about?"

Erkov's gaze froze, and his voice was unconsciously a little rougher again.

The rain outside the window stopped, and the cold air entered the room through the window, and the weekend unconsciously reached out and tugged at the windbreaker, and then, calmly said, "You are pretending." The whole plan was underway from the killing of two Department of Internal Affairs investigators in Alaska. ”

Weekend analyzed like an analyst: "Am I wrong? Why didn't you refute me? ”

"Or are you using your superior intelligence to consider me?"

His shadow covered his face, and the darkness that no one could normally see appeared in front of Erkov, and the murder Kosha Zhan, who had this police badge on his waistband and a pistol in his hand, completely restored his true face at this moment. No more hiding!

"From the moment Wood was killed, I was wondering one thing, whether the murderer of the 'police murder' was a fool or a person who was extremely shrewd, if he was a fool, then he would naturally have no scruples after the death of the investigator of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and Wood's death would be logical, what if, he was shrewd?" The weekend's gaze was taken away from Erkov's face. Looking at the blood on the ground, he said, "What does the murderer want to do?" How can you be so stupid as to continue killing people when you know that a case will anger the government arises? ”

The weekend was relaxed, really relaxed, and this time he didn't have any tension about facing a murderer, and he didn't even know why it happened, but that's what it feels like now, like when an adult grows up and plays Super Mario. There is no frustration at failure, and no excitement at success.

His worldview, his ability to accept it, has all changed.

"You're stumping me. This is not the last time you stumped me, Erkov, you stumped me many times in your case. So, I kept this problem in my mind and continued to work as a police officer. ”

And then. It's Justin's case, your modus operandi has changed, and you have used your IQ and EQ enough to crush Justin to force him into a corner of the psychological framework, and you start to fight against fate before you die, and finally ...... Defeated at the feet of fate. You win. You win beautifully, and then leave. ”

"At that time, in order to find your traces, I and the entire homicide department were about to search through the forest over there, and when you appeared in front of us, the excitement controlled us, and no one would doubt that they had worked so hard to get the clues."

Erkov was about to open his mouth when he heard what Weekend said, but Weekend interrupted him again: "I haven't finished talking yet. ”

"At that time, we found a bloody coat at the crime scene in Justin, and this was the only clue."

"Then came Preston, and when I saw Preston's body, I was stuck in a mystery and didn't know where to start. To tell you the truth, Erkov, I still haven't figured out what method you used to conduct a 'two-way trial' in Preston, but this time, I didn't care at all. ”

"In the end, we went to your office, and it took us a lot of trouble to get to the suspect...... Looking at your expression, you shouldn't understand what ninety-nine-eighty-one difficulty means, it's okay, I'll explain it to you in a while, now, listen to me first. Erkov, I've endured these words for half a month, you have to make me say it, otherwise, I will suffocate to death. ”

The weekend is like a relaxed gasp, and there is still a little joy on his face, just a little bit.

"When we found you, your information naturally appeared in front of us, and in the surveillance of you, your misery was also presented little by little. I've checked, your wife is still alive, your daughter is indeed dead, the black policeman who killed your daughter is still in prison until now, and everything we found is true. Weekend turned his head and looked at Erkov again: "According to the plot trend in the American drama, at this time, you should be captured by us, a poignant and tragic story is revealed to the world, and everyone is sighing and lamenting the ruthlessness of the world and the vicissitudes of fate." ”

"I didn't, to tell you the truth, not at all."

"Because, I have a problem, although this problem is about to be thrown away by me in the expansion again and again, but the awakening after the error of judgment made me pick up this problem again."

"Evidence. I began to trust the evidence again, and it was more reliable than my IQ, my reasoning, my insight. ”

Erkov was quiet, no longer in a hurry to interject, sitting on the ground and facing each other on the weekend, one looking up and the other looking down.

"Do you know where you lost?"

"Evidence."

"No matter how smart a person is, he will be overshadowed by the evidence."

Weekend sighed and smiled, as if feeling sorry for Erkov: "Just a little, just a little bit you won me, you won the whole world." However, you don't have a chance. ”

After the weekend's words, Erkov finally opened his mouth and repeated: "What the hell are you talking about? ”

"What am I talking about?" On the weekend, it was as if he looked at another person who was pretending to be stupid: "Don't you understand? ”

"Then I'll be clearer with you. Before I came up, I turned off all the surveillance in this house, so you can talk freely, Erkov, you're not lying to a policeman, you're lying with a person with a person with a split personality disorder who sleeps in the same bed every day. Weekend looked at him with the gentlest gaze in the dim light, and whispered like a mother reasoning with her child, "Understood? (To be continued.) )