Hospital corridors.

Lawrence was a little absent-minded.

Dean patted him, "What's the matter, man, you look like you're on your mind." ”

"Nothing." Lawrence came back to his senses: "I just feel that you are improving too fast, and I don't seem to have much to teach you." ”

"Thank you for giving me a chance to stand out." , Dean knew that it was he who subtly took the lead, which made Lawrence a little uncomfortable.

Lawrence didn't think much of it.

He shrugged: "Okay, I'll let you interrogate me later, this is also a skill that a police detective must master." ”

"Thank you."

...

Because the homicide was discovered.

Marcas, a helper, was transferred to a separate ward, guarded by a patrol officer at the door.

Dean handed a cigarette to the patrolman guarding the door, and walked in with Lawrence.

Movement is heard.

Lying on the hospital bed, Marcas, with sunken eyes, looked weakly.

Dean took out his detective card, then turned on the sheriff's camera: "Hello, Marcus, I'm Detective Dean. There are some things we want to know from you about your current state. ”

There are quite a few NCs in the United States.

In particular, the human rights doctrine advocated has now become a wild beast that has cultivated a large number of brainless virgins, including many judicial officials sitting in offices.

Marcas is now in a seriously injured state.

Dean is not polite, it will be very troublesome for the other party to complain afterwards.

Of course, if Marcus doesn't cooperate, Dean will let him know what 'human rights' are!

He's not a man of rules!

"Mr. Detective, don't tell me you're smoking marijuana now." Marcas had no panic on his face: "If yes, I'll admit it, I bought some illegal items, got too high, and then fell down on my own." ”

"But someone said you stole the Sheehans' furniture and appliances!"

Dean looked sharply into Marcus's eyes: "We have investigated your identity and know that you have just been released from prison, why did you stay at Sheehan's house for a long time and sell their furniture and appliances?" What about them? ”

Hearing this, Marcas not only did not panic, but his eyes were filled with anger: "Don't blame me, they are a group of liars!" ”

Originally.

More than a month ago.

Marcas spent the money he earned from stepping on a sewing machine in prison and was ready to find a job to earn a living.

He has a criminal record.

In general, these will be reviewed.

So Marcas had to go to the labor market and work as a temporary worker.

Although he was only twenty-one years old, he seemed to be a little slow to react because of his drug and alcohol abuse, so no one hired him until the afternoon.

Just when Marcas thought he was going to be hungry today.

Sheehan's wife is here.

After she learned that Marcus would fix the water pipes and weed, she took him back to her villa.

Sheehan's courtyard wasn't big, but because it was already afternoon, Marcas hadn't finished his work until the evening.

Sheehan and her son were not at home at the time.

Sheehan's wife, who kindly provided him with dinner and lodging.

Marcas is very grateful for this.

The next day, Sheehan returned with his son.

After inspecting Marcas's work, he praised Marcus and said that the roof of the family's villa also needed to be repaired, and they were going to travel for two days, and asked Marcus if he could stay busy for two more days after he had finished treating the water pipes.

"I was short of money, I didn't have a place to live, and I felt that they were good people, so I agreed, but they never came back!"

Marcas's face was full of anger: "I finished my work, but I didn't get the compensation I deserved, and I helped them look at their home for so long for free, and if I didn't sell those furniture and appliances, I wouldn't have any money to live at all!" ”

Dean winked at Lawrence.

Although the two did not communicate in advance, Lawrence immediately understood what Dean meant, and sneered: "Then why didn't you call the police to protect your own interests at that time, but stayed?" ”

"Call the police?" Marcas turned his head disdainfully: "Those strips are coming, do you think they will look for the Sheehan family first, or will they think that I broke in illegally and then shot me?" ”

"Besides."

"I don't have a place to live, isn't it comfortable to live in a villa? Mr. Detective, don't waste your time, if I'm guilty, please let the law punish me, not you pig killer! ”

Marcus was very brave:

"Anyway, I honestly lived in the room provided for me by the Sheehan family, and only sold those furniture and appliances to get my due payment.

Even if I go to prison, the merciful judge will sentence me to a short prison sentence or community service at most, which is better, at least I can have no worries about food and clothing! ”

This is an old fritter, hob meat.

Lawrence's angry face twitched, glanced at the potion on the side, and sneered: "In that case, Mr. Marcus, I see that you are recovering well, and I will tell the nurses to reduce the provision of prescription drugs later." ”

These words hit Marcus directly in the soft underbelly.

His face changed: "Man, don't be like this, I admit that what I just said is a bit excessive, if there is anything else you want to ask, I will cooperate!" ”

He relapsed into marijuana after he was released from prison, and without the relief of prescription medication, it would be very painful to lie in a hospital bed!

Dean had been observing Marcas' expression.

Mood swings.

It is difficult for ordinary people to hide their true reactions.

For now, it seems that Marcas is not lying.

Lawrence finished singing with a red face, and it was his turn to play.

Dean stopped in front of Lawrence: "Alright, man, you go outside for a cigarette first, let me come here." ”

"Humph!"

Lawrence glared at Marcus viciously and turned to leave.

As soon as he left, Marcas's nervous expression suddenly relaxed: "Detective Dean, you are really a good person, I will cooperate with whatever you want to ask." ”

Dean smiled at the corner of his mouth, "You don't seem to be slow to react. ”

Marcus shook his head, his expression slightly gloomy: "It's just backed by prescription drugs, I can't do without marijuana, otherwise I'll be like an old man, my brain can't control my body, and I look like a waste person." ”

That's what drugs are.

Once contaminated, it is as if people have fallen into the abyss, completely sinking.

Dean doesn't have pity for that.

He pointed the law enforcement camera at Marcus's face: "Marcus, do you remember when the Sheehans left, what was the number?" ”

"Remember, it's the end of the month, because there was a game against the Rams that I like, so I remember it very well."

The Rams are the home football team in Los Angeles.

This hormone-burning exercise has a large audience in the United States.

Dean nodded and continued, "Did anything unusual happen when you were at Sheehan's house? ”

"Abnormal?" After thinking for a while, Marcus hesitated a little and said: "I was already off the medicine at that time, and I was not in a very good state, and I was worried that they would drive me away, but the four of them seemed to have something on their minds, and they didn't notice my condition, and they left in a hurry." ”

"Okay, thank you for your cooperation, we will come back to you if necessary."

"No problem, Detective Dean, as long as it's not the pig killer."

"Haha", Dean laughed, got up and walked to the door, about to turn off the law enforcement instrument, and suddenly turned around: "By the way, Marcas, do you like Sheehan's dog?" ”

"Dogs?" Marcus was asked suddenly, and subconsciously said: "I have only seen photos of puppies and some pet supplies in their house, but I have not seen dogs." ”

So...

Dean nodded and turned to leave.