Four hours later, in the interrogation room of Investigation Team 5.

Fletcher was cuffed to his chair, his body shaking, and he yawned.

"Fletcher."

Ann and Lacey walked into the interrogation room with a pile of things, and after they sat down, Lacey stared at Fletcher with her eyes, told the time of the four robberies one by one, and then asked:

"Where are you at these four points in time?"

"I ......"

Fletcher's eyes rolled a few times, and he replied in a low voice:

"I'm out on a business trip."

"Really?"

Hearing this, Lacey pouted disdainfully, took out the notebook that Luo An had just brought back from her side, opened it, showed the contents to Fletcher, and said in a cold voice:

"Fletcher, we don't have time to talk nonsense with you, you'd better tell the truth quickly.

The words in this notebook are exactly the same as those of the two robbers in the four bank robberies!

And we also know about your dismissal from the New York docks, your so-called business trip...... Hehe, what the hell is going on? ”

That's right, in a notebook that Roan found in Fletcher's bedroom, there were pages filled with the steps of the previous four robberies.

In the early stage of the investigation, he used the girl to step on the spot, and how to dodge the camera after robbing the bank, so that the police could not find their shadow.

How to fool the police by sticking tattoo stickers on certain easily exposed parts of the body and "inadvertently" allowing witnesses at the scene to see the ......

In short, the content of the notebook contains the entire plan to rob the bank, as well as most of the problems that may be encountered in the process of robbing the bank, and the specific solutions.

From Luo An's point of view, these words in the notebook, except for not writing how to launder money after robbing the bank, and a few small flaws.

For the rest, as long as you follow the contents of the notebook, the chances of success in robbing the bank are very high.

"What did you say?"

After listening to Lacey's words, and then seeing the notebook in front of him, Fletcher's eyes bulged in an instant, and he instantly became energetic, and shouted loudly:

"It's not me, it's really not me! It's just a script! ”

"Script?"

When Luo An and Lacey heard this, they were all stunned.

"That's right, it's the script!"

Seeing the expressions on the faces of the two opposites, Fletcher licked his chapped lips and began to speak quickly.

"Two months ago, my wife was in a car accident ......"

In Fletcher's mouth, he should have cried out loud after his beloved wife died in a car accident.

But for some reason, Fletcher just couldn't cry, and his daily life continued to move forward, as if his wife had never appeared.

When he finished disposing of his wife's body and invited friends and family to the funeral, Fletcher felt as if he was an outsider, and all of this had nothing to do with him.

Until he was slapped by his wife's sister.

"I drove home that day with my face covered."

Fletcher trembled, her hands on her cheeks and tears flowed:

"The moment I lay in bed, my tears suddenly flowed, and I couldn't stop ......"

Hearing Fletcher's narration, Lacey frowned slightly, tilted her head to look at Roan, who saw this, was silent for a few seconds, and explained in a low voice:

"A human emergency defense mechanism.

When faced with a catastrophic event that suddenly befalls them and they are completely powerless to change, some people's brains will block this matter, as if it had not happened, and let themselves continue to move forward.

This kind of thing is very common, and the weaker ones, such as the girl who was molested as a child, or the sudden death of a relative like Fletcher, will subconsciously ignore the catastrophic event until they suddenly remember it later.

In the more serious case, schizophrenia, the victim imagines in his or her mind that there is a person who suffers for him, and he forgets about these things and moves on. ”

When Mona pointed to the computer to describe the situation before, Luo An had this idea, but there was no evidence at the time.

Lacey frowned, nodded, turned to look at Fletcher, her voice unchanged, patted the notebook on the table, and continued to ask:

"What does this have to do with the script you said?"

Fletcher wiped away tears and continued the narrative.

After crying all night, Fletcher learned the next day that he had been fired from the New York docks.

After a full day of silence, Fletcher chose to put the expulsion aside in favor of more important things to do.

"When my wife was still alive, she told me that because she married me, she lost the opportunity to realize her dream."

Fletcher rubbed the marks of the ring on his finger, a look of remembrance on his face.

His wife was a devout believer in Christianity since she was a child.

As a good girl who believes in God, she has never tattooed, never stolen other women's things, never sucked leaves, never eaten flour, never went to a strip club, never ......

Never too much.

Not only that, but his wife has always had a dream of becoming a screenwriter so that the stories she writes can appear on the big screen in Hollywood.

"So, for the rest of my life, I want to fulfill the dream that my wife told me when she was alive."

The contents of the notebook are one of the stories that Fletcher wrote in order to fulfill his wife's dream of becoming a screenwriter.

Thinking of the character and experience of Fletcher in the first half of his life introduced by Mona before, Roan and Lacey frowned and believed half of it.

Because Fletcher still didn't say where he was at the time of the four bank robberies.

Seeing that Roan and Lacey were still sitting in their chairs, quietly looking at themselves, Fletcher was silent for a while, and finally sighed:

"At the time of the four robberies, I went to New Jersey and bought some leaves and flour from the Hyena Gang.

The flour you just saw in the bedroom was bought by the Hyena Gang.

At that time, I just bought a small packet, I thought it would be fine if I only ate it once, but I didn't expect to buy more and more later......"

Hearing this, Luo An raised his eyebrows.

No wonder Fletcher collapsed to the ground just now, it turned out that the flour was bought from the hyena gang.

The flour in the Hyena Gang was all fortified with fentanyl.

Toxicity and Addictive Properties of Fentanyl......

After listening to Fletcher's account, the two discussed for a moment, and Lacey got up and left the interrogation room.

Fletcher said he had been living at a hotel in New Jersey for the past few days for fear that the police would catch him in possession of flour on the road.

She was now going to check the hotel's surveillance and witnesses.

"Very well, Mr. Fletcher, let's assume that what you just said is true."

Looking away from the door of the interrogation room that was closed by Lacey, Roan refocused his attention on Fletcher's body and said with a serious expression:

"But the words in your notebook are exactly the same as the four robberies, which means that the robbers are definitely in contact with you! It could even be your friends and family.

I want you to think about it now, who else but you have read the contents of the notebook! ”

"That's too much, Mr. Detective."

With a wry smile, Fletcher said that in the notebook, he had turned to many friends and family for inspiration in the past four months.

Although some people feel that they have mistaken Fletcher and ignore him.

But there are also some who choose to believe in Fletcher, who have known and helped each other for many years, and they do not believe that Fletcher is the kind of person who is indifferent.

Luo An frowned, and after a few seconds of silence, he continued to ask:

"Which of these people have been in the military? Are there any police? Or join a special department such as SWAT? ”

"This ......"

Fletcher looked down and frowned and thought about it, and after a long time, he shook his head:

"Probably not, Mr. Detective."

Hearing this, Luo An raised his eyebrows, and was just about to speak, when Fletcher suddenly slapped his arm, raised his head and said:

"By the way, Mr. Detective, I remember something."

(End of chapter)