The detective of the French patrol now feels a headache, Yang Yue accuses Wen Hao of being a murderer, Wen Hao said that Yang Yue came to rob with the Japanese, and does not admit that he killed someone.

Pierce was also very annoyed in his heart, it was a good Christmas Eve, he was drinking and gambling with his colleagues and having fun, when he ran into a management incident.

"Yang Yue, you said that I killed people, what did I use to kill people?"

Wen Hao asked Yang Yue.

"I have a two-skill gun, and this is the one who shot with those two guns."

Yang Yue hated and feared Wen Hao in his heart.

Wen Hao spread his hands and said to everyone, "You guys said that I killed people with guns, you searched my body just now, did you find a gun?" ”

When Yang Yue heard this, he hurriedly said, "After I escaped just now, you must have hidden the gun, so you didn't have it on you." ”

"Then I ask you where you came across these patrols."

Wen Hao said unhurriedly.

"I just ran out of the alley. How about this, is it related to guns? ”

Yang Yueren is still quite honest.

"Didn't you bring them here right away?"

Wen Hao continued to ask.

"Yes, I'll take them back to catch you right away, or you'll run away too late."

Yang Yue said.

"Yes, you ran to the mouth of the alley and met the patrol house, and immediately ran back. This point is only two or three minutes long, and a little more than a minute shorter. I can hide there in such a short time. Isn't it? ”

Wen Hao asked Yang Yue.

"That's right, he doesn't have a gun on him, he must be close to Fu, you can find it if you look for it quickly."

Yang Yue was inspired by Wen Hao and immediately shouted.

Inspector Pilers thought to himself that if Wen Hao was the murderer, he would really remind everyone.

Is the gun hiding nearby?

One possibility is that Wen Hao is not the murderer.

Another possibility.

Wen Hao is the murderer, but he can definitely guarantee that everyone can't find the murder weapon here.

If you look for it here, you will definitely not find the murder weapon, but Pierce still asked his patrol to pretend to look for it.

Wen Hao had already put the gun in his body, how could they find it.

Even Zhao Jingxiang felt strange, it was clear that Hao had hidden the gun on his body, but when those patrols searched Wen Hao's body, didn't they find it?

The size of the two guns is not small, Zhao Jingxiang was when they searched for Hao.

The heart is in the throat.

"Yang Yue, are you sure that Hao has a gun in his hand?"

Pierce also thought that if Wen Hao and the others hadn't left the scene in just two or three minutes, the gun would not have been on their bodies, and they would have been near the scene.

However, there were no other guns at the scene except for the bullets on the ground, a pocket pistol next to Janssen's corpse, and a pistol next to a man's corpse.

"There are two guns for him, a smaller one and a bigger one."

Yang Yue pointed at Wen Hao and said.

"Then you said I had a gun, and my gun was there now. Am I buried in the ground? ”

Wen Hao teased Yang Yue and said.

Inspector Pierce blames each other.

He couldn't figure out who was wrong, so he simply took them all back to the patrol room.

But Wen Hao said that he wanted to send Zhao Jingxiang home, and he would go to the patrol room tomorrow to report, Pierce was originally unwilling to agree, but with the guarantee of Tang Ying and Lu Xiaoman, and Chen Mingshu came forward to intercede, plus there were still some foreigners who came, and they sang in the Xianle Ballroom and said that you are my young man.

They love and worship Wen Hao now, and they also intercede for Wen Hao, including the wife of Pierce's boss who also intercedes for Wen Hao.

Pierce knew that this was not a disagreement, but everyone was angry, especially his boss's wife also interceded for Wen Hao.

In addition, he drank a lot of Christmas wine today, and his brain was not very sober, so he had a headache when the wind blew.

Some of the impatient agreed.

His subordinates also reminded him that this was not possible, but he didn't care, and ordered his subordinates to protect the scene and so on, and then he left first.

He thought about how many people had made a guarantee, and something had happened.

He couldn't take much responsibility, so he waved his hand to let Wen Hao come to the patrol room tomorrow to record a confession, and it was Christmas Eve, so he didn't want to cause too much trouble.

Wen Hao and Zhao Jingxiang rushed home in Chen Mingshu's car, and the first thing Wen Hao did was to take a shower and dispose of all the clothes.

He knew that although they would definitely not be able to find the gun, there were still traces of gunpowder on Wen Hao's clothes.

So he insisted on going home, but fortunately most people did not believe that he would be the murderer, and interceded for him, giving him a chance to return home and make further evidence of extermination.

The real thing is a goof, Wen Hao can only be a fugitive, but it is best to cover it up.

Although the level of forensic examination in this period is certainly not as good as that of the 21st century, there is also a certain level of technical examination.

Then it was the act of collusion with Zhao Jingxiang, Zhao Jingxiang originally wanted to ask Wen Hao about those guns.

But Wen Hao asked her to remember how to deal with the interrogation of those patrols tomorrow, and she also knew that she could hide from those patrols.

Wen Hao made up a story about a black hero, and said to Zhao Jingxiang that Zhao Jingxiang remembered that the one who killed those people was a person who claimed to be a black hero, and he would eliminate the tyrannical hero.

"Wen Hao, are you making it up, or is there really a black man."

Zhao Jingxiang heard what Hao said vividly, and couldn't help but ask.

"There is this person, he is my master, otherwise how could I have his skills."

Wen Hao pushed his ability to kill people and play with guns to an ethereal black man.

"How could he take you as an apprentice?"

Zhao Jingxiang asked in disbelief.

"He once framed the enemy, and when he was seriously injured, I passed by and met him, and saved his life, so he taught me some skills."

Wen Hao continued to make up lies to deceive Zhao Jingxiang.

However, Zhao Jingxiang also believed Wen Hao's words, she also thought that if no one taught Wen Hao, Wen Hao would be a bad student who didn't learn well at most, and it would be absolutely impossible to become a killer.

"Will the people who patrol the house think you're a murderer?"

Zhao Jingxiang is still very concerned about going to the patrol room tomorrow.

"Probably not."

Wen Hao didn't say surely.

"Otherwise, if you run away overnight tonight, I think it's better, if they know that you are the murderer, you will be arrested, and you will be sentenced, maybe you will be shot."

Zhao Jingxiang was very worried about Wen Hao's words.

"Sister, don't worry, at least we are now a little famous in Shanghai, so without real evidence, they don't dare to easily identify us as murderers. It won't be okay for a short time. ”

Wen Hao comforted Zhao Jingxiang and said.

Then let Zhao Jingxiang rest early, Wen Hao was also a little tired.

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