Looking at the mixture of debris that was getting closer, Munch picked up Bane and turned around as fast as he could. Calvin followed, and before he could take a step, the sound of debris crashing against the ground crackled.

"It's over, it's over. I'm so young and don't want to die yet! Calvin squatted down with his head in his hands, with a crying tone. A round metal ornament, which landed right on his back, jumped to the side like a spring under the protection of the subcutaneous fat layer.

The sound of crashing echoed through the empty church, gradually cessating. There was no imaginary pain, Calvin, with his eyes closed, felt that there was something in front of him, which was constantly shaking, and tentatively opened his eyes, a brass-colored bullet casing, only a few centimeters away from his eyeball.

"Mom!" Calvin leaned back in fright, and sat down on a mixture of glass shards and ornamental remains, his glasses almost slipping, and the pain spread from the sciatic nerve to his whole body, and he couldn't help but scream.

Munch crouched beside Calvin, looking at his embarrassed appearance and smiling from ear to ear. "Look at what scares you, you are so timid, I really don't know how you became a policeman." With that, Munch stretched out his hand and tried to pull him up.

The words just now stung his sensitive self-esteem, and he was particularly concerned about the topic of "how did he become a policeman?" asked him about others, so he angrily pulled Munch's hand away, supported himself on the ground, and stood up. The glass shards were embedded in the palm of his hand, and he couldn't hold back his sound.

"Why don't you go out and chase the murderer of the shooting?" Munch raised his eyebrows and said with some playfulness, he knew that after the episode just now, the suspect had disappeared without a trace.

"What are you chasing, don't you see that he has wings on his body, and besides, there are patrol aircraft all around, and the route of his escape should be determined soon. Where did you get the bullet casings in your hand? Show me. ”

Munch handed over the shells, "Bane found it in the pile of debris just now." Calvin held out his hand full of red dots and took it tremblingly.

"It's a regular police bullet, and you can see there's an exclusive number next to it. However, it doesn't look too new, it looks like old goods. Calvin turned the shell, revealing a row of imprinted numeric codes on the side. When I went back to the equipment department to check, I knew whose murder weapon was. ”

Munch laughed contemptuously, how could things be as simple as Calvin said, after the murderer committed the murder, he did not flee the scene immediately, but waited on the clock tower until he left from the dome under the gaze of the two, and deliberately left behind a number-coded bullet casing when leaving. What's even more bizarre is that he didn't choose to assassinate Ginger, but assassinated her dog, which can attract Sammy's attention, but not enough to touch Sammy's bottom line. Perhaps, as Bobo said, this is a warning in a political sense?

"You're spying on me?" Monk didn't show a little bit of what was going on in his head, but bypassed the topic of bullets and asked Calvin directly.

"No, no, I just happened to be walking in the park, and when I heard the gunshots, I rushed in, thinking about exercising my sacred right as a police officer, but I didn't expect it...... You're here too. Calvin hesitated, his eyes wandering.

The sound of sirens outside the church saved the air from the embarrassment. The heavy door was pushed open, and dust was raised. Several blinding flashlight beams intertwined with each other, like a cage, encircling Munch and Calvin in the middle. Bane carefully hid in a corner, saw the right moment, and ran out of the gate.

……

Interrogation Room 4, Interrogation Chamber, Interrogation Department of the City Security Bureau.

Munch sat upright in his chair and put energized bracelets on his hands, so that he did not dare to move easily. The walls are covered with a soft black material that has a strong shielding effect. The first is to prevent the suspect from being implanted in his arm to interfere with the interrogation, and the second is to prevent the suspect from having an accident.

Overhead, a white ring-shaped lamp formed a black shadow beneath Munch, blending in with the black ground. The screen behind it shows that it is already 8:48 p.m.

Directly opposite Munch was a completely transparent glass, and behind the glass sat an old man, a young man, and two policemen.

"Do you know this person?" The young policeman asked in a stern tone, pointing to the image on the glass. It was a man in black wearing an animal mask and a wingsuit flying suit, jumping from the top of the church.

"Is this a person? It's obviously a horse. Through the high-definition footage taken by the police, Munch finally saw clearly what the animal on the man's head was, it was a wild horse with an exaggerated expression.

"Be serious! Is this where the joke comes in! The young policeman pressed the controller in his hand, and an electric current was transmitted from Munch's wrist to his body, not fatal, but enough to make him painful, and it was also in his abdomen, producing a slight urge to urinate.

He could feel the shadows beneath his feet, and the precursors of unusual movement began to appear. "Now is not the time, if the police find out that their shadow is abnormal, it will be a disaster!" Munch struggled to calm his mind, trying to regulate his breathing.

"I don't really know who he is, I went to church to find my dog." Munch spoke much more cautiously, trying to cooperate with the investigation, and if there was another electric shock, he could not guarantee that the little black under his feet would still be controlled.

"What about her? You always know each other, right? "The glass shows a portrait of Ginger.

"I don't know, but I met it when I was walking the dog before."

"Her teddy was shot dead, you were there at the scene, and you said you didn't know her!" The young policeman raised his voice and glared at Munch fiercely.

"I really have nothing to do with the shooting! I don't believe you can call up the surveillance along the street! Or let that Ginger come over and confront him face to face! Besides, I had nothing to do with her before, so why did I do that? ”

"What is Peroland Street? The people who live there are all star-marked people, and the consent of the person concerned is required to obtain the surveillance. And with her identity, can she confront you face to face? Stop dreaming. The more the young policeman spoke, the more excited he became.

The older policeman next to him had not spoken before, but tapped his fingers lightly on the table. After more than ten seconds, a document was transferred to Munch, which was the police record that Ginger reported to the police that the jewelry was missing.

"And say it has nothing to do with it? You also have a share in reporting the crime before, let's say, what is your real purpose? The old policeman has a calm tone, and the light in his eyes can kill.

Munch was silent, he knew that no matter how much he defended now, he could only paint more and more black. That's right, find Calvin. Didn't he spy on me? It should be clear how the shooting happened. "I applied to Officer Yang to be my witness."

"Officer Yang? Which Officer Young? Is there such a person in our department? The old policeman turned to the young policeman and said.

Calvin Young, who inherited the position of the City Security Bureau by virtue of his father being a city hero, is a first-class police officer in the Logistics Support Section. The policeman we brought back from the church together. ”

The old policeman stood up, pushed the door and went out. During the several minutes of waiting, Munch sat on pins and needles, and since entering the interrogation room, he had not received Bane's biomarkers, and he did not know what had happened to him.

The old policeman returned to the fourth interrogation room, and as soon as he entered, he motioned to the young policeman to turn off the real-time surveillance in the room. At the same time, he opened the glass in the center, walked up to Munch, and patted him on the shoulder.

"I have two pieces of news here, one good and one bad." The old policeman withdrew his hand and folded it around his chest. "The good news is that the footage recorded by Calvin's police telescope confirms what you just said, and at the time of the crime, you did have a certain distance from Kingill and had no motive for committing the crime." Seeing Munch's eyes glow, the old policeman's tone sank, "But ......"

"But what? Since what I said is true, let me out. ”

However, because Calvin's access to police equipment was a violation of the law, the evidence was not admissible. By the way, don't expect him to help you, he has more problems. Now that Ginger has a tough attitude, he can only wronged you temporarily. For the rest of the day, you'll spend the rest of your time in a detention cell until the real killer is caught......"

Munch's mind is full of countless question marks, what does it mean? Law enforcement compromises with the privileged class?

Looking at the expressions of the two policemen in front of him, he quickly understood that the so-called interrogation was just a formality, detaining himself indefinitely, and venting his anger for Ginger was the real purpose.

The young policeman walked up to Munch, "Let's go, I'll take you to the detention cell." Don't push me to press the controller in my hand anymore. ”

Munch trembled with anger, but couldn't say a word. There is an unbridgeable chasm between the star class and themselves, and looking from one side of the chasm to the other side, it seems that everything has become ugly.

At this time, outside the interrogation room, there was a knock on the door.

The old policeman exchanged glances with the young policeman, quickly retreated to the interrogation area, and reset the isolated glass and real-time surveillance screen.

Soon, the old policeman was back in the interrogation room. "Let's go, there's nothing for you here."

Munch and the young policeman looked surprised at the same time.

"Yes, I heard you right, you can go now." The old policeman turned off the partition glass, walked over to Munch, personally removed the current bracelet from his wrist, and then said inexplicably in his ear, "Please forget what we just said, I am sorry for our behavior." ”

Munch stood up, moved his wrist, and looked back at the time, and at 12:48, a full four hours had passed. Ignoring the two policemen around him, he hurried out of the interrogation room. No matter what had just happened outside the door, he was finally free.

Passing by the third interrogation room next to it, Munch looked inside, but found no trace of Calvin, could he really be in trouble?

Munch didn't have time to think about it, he needed to find Bane's whereabouts now. Run out of the City Safety Department lobby, the fastest Star Ring on Munch Station, arrive at the traffic transfer station, take the water drop car, and make the way to St. Mary's Forest Park. According to Bain's location coordinates, it has been in that area for the past few hours and has never gone far.

……

Bridget Peyton's office.

"It has been dealt with according to your orders, and I assure you that he will not be disturbed again for a long time to come, and you can rest assured that it will not affect your great plans in any way." Bridge said respectfully towards the communicator.