[British and American Drama] The murderer is in sight

What should you do if you want to deal with smart people?Under normal circumstances, it is necessary to find someone who is smarter than him, rub his IQ on the ground without hesitation, and without empathy. At this time, that smart person will understand his situation and make a decision that suits the current situation. Optimal solution.

But what about someone who thinks he's smart?Of course, the above method can also be used, but to prepare him to fight back in anger, another way is to make him firmly and unwaveringly believe that he is smart, and let him feel that he is in charge and is the hunter in the competition. , loosen his psychological defense, let him show his feet.

That's what JJ and Emily intend to do.

"We don't have much time left." Emily frowned, "We know that you are also being persecuted, we can help you, as long as you reveal the true face of Carlock Joe..."

Jesse opened his mouth but still didn't speak.

Lance and Morgan were sent by Hu Qi to help the police search halfway. When they arrived in the forest, they saw several police officers looking around hard, accompanied by fierce dog barking.

The lean, alert hound was caged and yelled at the rummaging officers.

"Oh! God, this dog is too loud." A policeman pressed his little finger to his ear.

Another police officer next to him smiled, "It's a good dog."

Lance got out of the car first. He sat in the co-pilot. When he got a little closer, he heard the conversation between the police officers. The roaring Bossie stopped screaming, his two front legs began to paw the ground excitedly, half of his body was almost lying on the ground, the tail behind him was also shaking rapidly, and there was even a short and sharp sound coming from his throat. humming sound.

"Wow~" Morgan also stepped forward and squatted down, patting Lance on the shoulder, "I didn't know you were so attractive to small animals."

Lance couldn't deny it, "Although it is, Bosie is a hound."

"The murder weapon we deduced is probably a mechanical crossbow. This kind of thing is too conspicuous in the hut." Morgan stood up, "But since the two are a team, there is no need to deliberately hide it."

"Although I still don't understand why they directed and acted to report the discovery of the victim's body, it is estimated that the murder weapon can be transferred at that time." Lance stretched out his finger and tapped the cage, "But after they They have also committed crimes, so the possibility of discarding the murder weapon is very small, and there is a high probability that they will hide it in a place they know but cannot be found by outsiders."

As Lance spoke, he opened his mouth and looked at Bossie, the hunting dog, who was still grunting maliciously. "The two forest rangers are assisting in the investigation in the orange. They didn't take Bossie for a walk today."

Morgan raised an eyebrow.

Ten minutes later, Lance pulled the leash with one hand, put on sunglasses with the other, gestured to Morgan, and set off with four or five police officers.

Bossy was not used to the restraint of the dog leash, but overall he was still an obedient hunting dog. Lance didn't deliberately let Bossie go there, so he walked in the direction Bossie was walking.

The sun shines through the layers of leaves, casting mottled shadows on the ground. There is a faint sound of wind mixed with distant birdsong. It is more than half an hour away from the edge of the forest. If it weren't for the rustling sound of several people stepping on the leaves and the undisguised conversation, Lance would have felt that he had entered some kind of no man's land.

Bossie was obviously a lot excited when he entered this area, and the tail behind him could be described as turning into a windmill, which attracted the attention of all the people present.

After thinking for a while, Lance loosened the leash, and then saw the hound quickly disappear into the forest.

Then everyone's eyes turned to Lance, and Morgan even clenched his fist against his forehead, "Why did you let go?"

Lance didn't panic, "Don't worry too much. If you find it now, there is a high probability that you will find the murder weapon. Even if you can't find it, it is a hound and will run back by itself when the time comes."

An hour later, a mechanical crossbow appeared on the table in the interrogation room where Carlock Joe was being held.

Gordon slightly pushed the bow and crossbow wrapped in the evidence bag slightly to the side, "The murder weapon."

Carlock laughed, "I don't know where I found the thing and told me it was a murder weapon. Do you think I will admit it?"

Reid spread out the information in his hand, "We have tested the lubricating oil remaining on the crossbow, and it is consistent with the ingredients detected in the victim's wound. The crossbow is handmade, but it was recently made, and we have also checked the parts inside. The code was found, and we also found the purchase record."

Karlock moved his gaze to the crossbow again, and his body suddenly shook as if he wanted to stand up, but he was stuck because his hands were handcuffed, and the table seemed to be lifted up.

Gordon didn't look sideways, but just looked at Carlock indifferently, and when the man sat down again, he scratched his hair with his index finger, with obvious carelessness, "Did you make this crossbow or Jessie?" ?”

Carlock sat on the chair, his sharp eyes went back and forth between the two faces, and he said after a while, "I did it, Jesse wants a gift."

"We found the blood stain reaction from the crossbow." Reid looked at him sideways.

Carlock spread his hands, "We are forest rangers, but we also hunt occasionally, isn't it normal to be stained with blood?"

"How did you and Jesse meet?" Gordon changed his sitting position, and suddenly remembered something, "Would you like some water?"

Carlock looked at him, and nodded after a long while. Rhett stood up silently and went out to pour water.

After Carlock gulped down the water in the paper cup, Gordon moved his index finger again, "You are a relative of Mrs. Johnson, is it for this reason that Jesse agreed to work with you?"

Carlock squeezed the paper cup and threw it on the table casually, "Well, after all, he is the nephew under the care of my aunt, but he also worked hard. Let me explain first, the reason we hid this crossbow is because we are afraid that you will misunderstand. If we killed someone, we wouldn't let the police find the body!"

"En." Gordon showed a standard smile, "So this crossbow has always been used by Jesse, right?"

"That's right." Carlock nodded.

"But we only found your fingerprints and gray hair on it." Gordon pointed to Carlock, and touched his chin again.

Accompanied by his voice, Reid picked up the paper cup that Karlock had crushed and discarded with his gloved hand.

Lance still looked at the situation inside through the one-way mirror, and now he suddenly looked at Hu Qi, "This is showing off."

Hu Qi nodded, "Well, judging from the condition of the mechanical crossbow, the owner must love it very much and maintain it frequently. The on-site sampling shows that there are indeed only Karlock's fingerprints. It should be Karlock who threw the crossbow on the pile of leaves. Here, without the hound, the chances of finding it are slim to none."

"But if it is found, then there will only be Carlock's fingerprints on it."

On the other side, JJ entered the interrogation room where Jesse Griffin was held again, this time with Lance.

Lance casually pulled out a chair and sat down opposite Jesse, and greeted him very friendly, "Just explain how Carlock threatened you, so don't be too nervous."

Faced with Jesse's gaze looking up, Lance just rubbed his nose, "We're in a hurry, we already have enough evidence, and we can record a statement and we've found the murder weapon, that one The crossbow buried in the leaves, good guy, he hid it too deep, if it weren't for Bossy to help us, there is really nothing we can do."

JJ also said, "Yes, the appraiser detected Carlock's fingerprints and some gray and white hair from it, which looks like Mr. Carlock's beard, and we have just obtained his saliva sample. It can be confirmed."

Seeing that Jesse still had no intention of speaking, Lance smiled again, and put a thin piece of information in front of Jesse, "I can probably guess that you were arrested because he discovered your original identity." Coercion, this situation can only be said to be knowing and not reporting and you are in the coerced party, so the judge should not hold you accountable, rest assured, Mr. Wyatt Fergus."

Jessie picked up the document with a trembling hand that was not chained. After a glance, he realized that his past had been completely exposed. Then he raised his eyes to look at the black-haired detective opposite with his smiling eyes narrowed into slits. He couldn't help his heart churning, and for a moment he wasn't sure whether these people suspected him or not.

"Accidentally injured my companion. The weapon at that time was also a mechanical arrow crossbow, which could pierce a person's calf and was very lethal." Lance restrained his smile at this time, "It's worth saying that I am not an anti-mechanist. In his mind, as long as it is within a legal and moral framework, you can do whatever you want. Carlock told us that the found arrow crossbow was a gift from him, and then we checked again, and guess what? "

Lance clapped his hands, "This crossbow is handmade. Although the purchase receipt for the parts is from Carlock, the model is your previous work!" He smiled again, "But it doesn't matter, you just need to It’s enough to tell how Karlock coerced you. Did you ask you to stop the traveler walking in the forest, and then he hid in the dark and waited for the opportunity to pull the trigger. To be honest, this mechanical crossbow is really good. If you sell it to some manufacturer, you can lie down for the rest of your life."

Jesse didn't think there was any truth to what Lance said, only that this man was noisy.

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