When, when, when.

Next to a medium-sized supermarket in Connortown, Weekend and Connors knocked on the door of the house, but the knock did not cause any response from inside, and the house was quiet as if no one was home.

Unhurried, Connors turned to the weekend and asked, "Do you know why I concluded that Alan wasn't raped?" ”

"Test me?" Weekend glanced at Connors and wondered why he suddenly said that.

"No, just a casual conversation."

Weekend didn't think about it and responded directly: "There are no traces of tears on the clothes, the buttons are not off, and the underwear on the upper body is in the position where it should be, all of which are not in line with the scene of the scene, but the injury on Allen's face proves that she has struggled very fiercely, and in such a strong conflict, both parties are very excited, then, in this case, the murderer - forcibly - raped - her, it is unlikely that the other party's clothes will be intact as if no one has touched her." A man, once he forcibly pounces on a woman, it is impossible not to tear the other person's clothes or underwear......"

"Connoisseur."

"What?" Weekend asked with a glare.

Connors smiled and said, "A connoisseur of solving crimes." ”

Click.

The door opened, and a man in big pants and a bath towel appeared.

The man was bathing, not only did he take a bath, but while he was reaching for a towel to wipe his head, he also saw a wound on the back of his hand on the back of his hand over the weekend, although the wound was not large, and the bruises and swelling were moderate, but whether the wound was related to the case in the woods or not. At the very least, this is a point of reasonable doubt.

"Gentlemen. What's the matter with you? The man asked.

"LAPD Homicide Section." Connors pulled out his ID and lit up. He asked, "Sir, do you know a 14-year-old girl named Alan?" Probably...... So tall, the hair color is brown. He gestured with his hand.

The man stood in the doorway and looked at the two detectives in front of him again, and responded, "Yes, I used to hire her, and she was responsible for mowing the lawn, which is the place behind you. ”

When I looked back at the weekend, it was a front-facing lawn. Very small, then asked, "When did this happen?" ”

"The kids at the school in the town are just out of the summer."

Hearing this weekend ask again, "Sir, you're Thomas, aren't you?" That is, the owner of that supermarket. He gestured to the supermarket not far away.

Thomas's answer is too puzzling, even if a 14 or 15-year-old child is hired to mow such a small lawn, it can be done in half an hour at most, and if it is a lawn mower, it can be done in ten minutes at most, who would hire a girl for such a lawn for up to a month? Before the weekend, I thought that this kind of house with a courtyard where Thomas lived, but when I saw that the house in front of me didn't even have a backyard, many questions began to appear in my mind.

"It's me." Thomas replied.

Connors chimed in, "Mr. Thomas. How did you get the wound on your hand? ”

"Abrasions."

"Really?" Connors continued, "It just so happens that I've looked closely at abrasions, and generally scratches will form streaks of white friction marks after the wound. It's a bit like the black stripe code of some products in the supermarket, facing the same direction, this kind of injury will show red lines even after taking a shower, can I take a look at your hands? ”

Thomas instantly put down his hand that was wiping his head with a bath towel, and said protestingly: "Mr. Policeman, are you suspicious of me?" ”

Weekend laughed: "What do you suspect about?" ”

"How do I know?"

Connors said, "Mr. Thomas, we found a female corpse in the woods not far away, and it has been confirmed that the deceased's name is Alan, 14 years old, who had moowed the lawn in front of your house before his death, so we came to talk to you. ”

"I refuse your offer." Thomas still didn't want Connors to see his hands, and even put his hands in his pants pockets.

"Absolutely." Connors didn't care about the other party's performance, and then asked, "So, where were you between 10:00 and 11:00 this morning?" ”

"At home."

"Mr. Thomas, I hope you are telling the truth, as soon as I find any inaccuracies in the question and answer between us, I will apply for a search warrant, and I believe that in less than an hour my colleague will send that search warrant, and you must have a dashcam in the car, which is not a very good lie." Connors scoffed, "I love that thing to death, its honesty has led me to send at least a dozen villains to Devil's Island, Mr. Connors, are you sure you don't change your answer?" ”

Thomas was a little stuck, he stood at the door and couldn't open his mouth, as if he was thinking about countermeasures, but all the countermeasures he thought of were overturned by himself.

The weekend took the opportunity to ask, "Mr. Thomas, don't be nervous, have you seen Alan today?" ”

"Nope!"

He replied quickly, as if someone had accidentally touched his defense mechanism.

"What about a week ago?"

"Nope!"

Weekend nodded and continued, "Then you must not have been to the woods outside the town today, right?" ”

Hearing this, Thomas paused again abruptly, and the whole conversation was completely cut off, and after a few seconds of careful thought, he replied, "That's right." His cautious answer was as if he was afraid of some trap, completely unaware that the weekend's inquiry had no purpose at all, he was just observing Thomas's demeanor.

However, near the trash can in front of the supermarket not far away, a man in a plaid shirt reached out and pressed the baseball cap on the top of his head, standing in an inconspicuous place and observing the place as if he didn't want to be recognized, while he carried a bag of food and daily necessities in his hands.

"Last question, Mr. Thomas, did you and Allen ever have a sexual act?"

"I'm talking about today!"

The weekend asked a question that Thomas couldn't deny. Because whatever the answer to this question is. Connors will apply for a search warrant. Then check Thomas's car dashcam, once it is found that the car appeared in the woods outside the town between 10:00 and 11:00 this morning, that is, the time of Allen's death, Thomas's suspicion will continue to grow, and he will not be able to compare DNA at that time.

"......" Thomas didn't speak, he looked at the weekend and didn't respond.

Connors didn't want to ask anymore, and said on the weekend: "Mr. Thomas, you have two choices, option A: wait for our forensic department to get the DNA in Allen's body, and our colleagues to get Allen's call records and text message records. If you are confident enough, you can take this as an act of the police to clear your suspicions; Option B and tell us everything now, including all the questions you just refused to answer. ”

"What evidence do you have to suspect it?" Thomas is still hard-mouthed.

Connors shook his head and said, "How about we try it then?" ”

"There was one thing missing from the murder scene, Thomas, Allen's phone was missing, and the police suspected that the phone was taken away by the murderer. And I, now I can find out Allen's mobile phone number with just a phone call, I bet you. If I call Allen's mobile number now, I'm sure I'll hear the ringing in your room! ”

Weekend followed the conversation and said, "I raise. Bet that all the text messages and communication records related to you in Ellen's mobile phone have been deleted, and then you rush to take a shower, in any case, you can't imagine that the police will come to the door so quickly, all because a teacher in charge of the Scout summer camp has seen Alan working in front of your house, and you yourself don't know what to do to kill someone so as not to be suspected by the police. ”

"You have no evidence, it's all nonsense!"

Weekend pouted and looked at Connors and said, "Call now." ”

"Mr. Thomas, you are too stupid to have had a sexual act before you killed Allen, and you shouldn't have used so much violence before killing her."

"Don't push me!"

Thomas quickly reached for his back and pulled out a revolver, the muzzle of which was aimed at the weekend.

Connors said calmly, "Thomas, this is the most special confession I've ever seen. ”

"It's not my fault!"

Thomas kept explaining, "It's not my fault!! ”

Can he still deny it?

Wet hair, wounds, DNA and dash cams are all clues that can convict him without witnesses, and the revolver pulled out from behind at this moment proves everything.

It has nothing to do with you, what are you doing with your gun?

How weak do people dare to open the door when someone knocks on the door?

"It's all to blame on that--son-!"

"She threatened me, she kept threatening me with a video from her phone a month ago, she seduced me, she said she liked a pair of shoes very much, but her parents refused to give her money to buy them, and wanted to borrow money from me...... It was her first day of work at my place, and she had to pay her salary in advance after working for half an hour, and she said...... Be willing to pay any price! ”

Thomas's hand holding the pistol kept shaking, and the whole person was extremely nervous.

Connors interrupted him, "Mr. Thomas, can you aim my gun at me?" Our Officer Zhou, after you pulled out the gun, his eyes were fixed on the muzzle of the gun, and he couldn't speak. ”

"Mr. Sheriff, if he were a calm man, wouldn't you be afraid that this bastard would touch the trigger when he was trembling, if he was so nervous?" There was a very bad premonition on the weekend.

Connors looked at the weekend very exaggeratedly and said, "I'm scared to death." Then he returned to normal and said to Thomas, "Mr. Thomas, you continue." ”

"Continue with what?"

"Ellen told you that she would pay anything to buy a pair of shoes, and she actually meant that she could have a -- sex -- relationship with you, uh, go on."

At this moment, the man near the supermarket trash can put his hand on the waistband of his pants covered by his shirt, and the taut shirt appeared in the shape of a gun near his belly, and he was thinking, judging the form in front of him......

"Yes." Thomas held his gun in both hands and said, "Don't come here! ”

When Connors looked back, he found that Andrew and a group of other people were already lying on the back of the car with their guns ready, and the distance between them and Thomas was less than 10 meters, in this case, if it wasn't for the fear of accidental injury, Thomas would have been killed.

"Hey, Thomas, look at me, my men are lying in the back of the car, no one is coming, now, can you continue?"

"No, no one will believe me, no one will believe me!"

He suddenly grabbed Weekend's shoulder, blocking the detective's view with the other person's body, and then moved a little inside the door until both of them entered the room......

Touch.

The door was closed. (To be continued.) )