The robbery of a truck of medicines and chemicals was a headache for the Francie City Police Department. The looted truck contained two tons of medicine and a meal of chemicals. In the worst-case scenario, these chemicals are used to make liquid explosives, powerful enough to destroy half the area of Francis City, and the drugs are made into drugs, worth more than 100 million federal dollars.

After hearing the news, the mayor of Francie City also made a special call to the police chief, telling him that he must solve the case as quickly as possible, find the suspect and bring him to justice, and not let so many dangerous items spread.

So, the police chief called an impromptu meeting, and several detectives came up with a list of people in their jurisdiction who were capable of swallowing such a large ticket, and then immediately invited those people to the police station for coffee. If it was really one of them, at least for the sake of time, the goods would not have been easily transferred.

However, what the police chief and Agent Quinn never imagined was how terrible it would be to do what they were trying to do, to lock up those heinous criminals together, and the consequences were far beyond their control.

The police were so anxious about the carjacking of the truck that they put all that pressure on the suspects. They know how to press, they know that those people can't resist, so how to ask them questions to attack these people's psychological defenses. The police have always been like this, the rights of those suspects have long been trampled on without a trace, in this can be said to be a desecration of human rights, they hope that someone will hit the muzzle of the gun, can jump out in anger, but in the end they are still disappointed.

An all-night solitary interrogation did not lead to anything. The five people who had been interrogated were back together and locked up in a detention cell.

"There are still people who want to slow down (someone really wants to take care of this), do you understand that he can slow down even Lun if he loses Kot (they can't lock us up as soon as they lose the truck)?" Inside the detention cell, a tall man with a big tongue paced back and forth while talking indignantly.

"Vanst. Relax, okay? They don't have any evidence! The short man said as he leaned on a bench.

"You're right, they don't have proof. But that's what these bastards are. If you make the slightest mistake, they'll hold you. "They treat us like criminals." ”

"Didn't take it off! The furnace fruit Deyang even pond is going to become painful and fall into the rice. (That's right, if I do, I'll become a criminal sooner or later.) ”

"You're a criminal!" The short man said impatiently, "Shut up! ”

"Don't be spicy, even just give a thunder (don't be so direct, I'm just giving an example. ）”

"Your example annoys me! Shut up! Keaton also said. He looked at the floor dejectedly, tonight was supposed to attract investment for the pharmaceutical factory he was going to open, but he didn't expect such a result.

"You're Keaton?" The leather-clad man asked, squinting at Keaton. "I heard you're dead?"

"It's clear you misheard." Keaton said.

"I've heard a different version, you've changed your ways?" The elf said.

"Either way, it's none of your business."

"What's going on?" The dwarf sat up and said with an interested look, "Rumor has it that Keaton has reformed and is still in a hot fight with Edifinarin. ”

"Who's that?"

"It's his heavyweight criminal defense lawyer. I heard that she became Keaton's meal ticket. The dwarf said with a wicked smile.

The man in black said with a smile: "Really? Keaton has a barrister wife? Still rehabilitating? I don't believe it, you did the truck, right? ”

"Mike, forget it!" The cripple said.

"Have you ever talked to your lawyer?"

"Shut up!" Keaton stomped angrily.

"You're the old man here, aren't you?" The dwarf suddenly looked at Keaton and asked.

"Four or five times. They came to me to recognize people. But this time it seems a little different. Keaton said.

"How is it different?"

"Usually they don't really look for five bad guys to identify. Usually I will find a few homeless people, give them ten dollars, and fool around and be done. But this time was different. Keaton said, rubbing his face. The night of interrogation made him feel very tired.

"You're saying we're all criminals?" The man in black said with a smile. "That cripple too? He's the kind of guy who can rob trucks? ”

"His name is Wilberkent, and he's known as 'Mr. Saliva,' and he's a jack of all trades. He may not be able to rob a truck, but planning and selling stolen goods are his specialty. Keaton said.

"You seem to know us well?" The way of the dwarf does not cut.

"Tony Hockney. I've heard you know a lot about explosives. The previous bombings in Francie City seem to have something to do with you, right? Keaton said, looking through his fingers at the shorty.

The dwarf was stunned.

"McMenus, Fanster, I heard that you often act together, and it's the same old business to rob houses and houses." Keaton looked at the man in black and the tall man again.

"So what? None of us are good people. But they were all involved in this incident. The man in black stood up and walked to the door of the detention cell. He cautiously looked out the door, saw that the guards were no longer in the hallway at this time, and carefully raised his head to make sure there were no cameras. After a series of movements, he turned to the other four roommates and said, "I think we should try to save some face." Now, Fanster and I heard about a business......"

Keaton interrupted Minas without letting him finish: "Would it be nice to be quiet?" ”

"What's wrong with listening to him?" Tony Hockney the Short seems a little interested.

The man in black, Manas, raised his hands and said with a look of surrender, "I'm just talking casually, and Mr. Hockney seems to want to hear what I have to say." And I know Fanster wants to hear it too. What about you? Menas looked at the cripple.

"I'm interested, too." Wiberkent said.

"Then, according to democratic principles, I am going to exercise my right to free assembly, and you, you need to shut up."

"You don't understand anything, I don't want to listen to anything from you, I don't want to have anything to do with you, and I won't participate in any of your actions. I'm a serious businessman. Keaton said firmly.

"A serious businessman? Keaton, the best drug maker on the planet, actually said he was a serious businessman? Hahahaha! "It's the funniest joke I've ever heard!" (To be continued.) )