Los Angeles Police Headquarters, temporary interrogation room. All recording and photography equipment are on.
"I said O'Kan, do you want a lawyer now, or do you want coffee?" Fearon sat opposite the black plumber and asked the old man.
Okan obviously hasn't recovered from the previous arrest in the restaurant. He said in shock: "This should be the police station? What is the NSA? Why are you arresting me?"
"Are you asking about the NSA?" Fearon was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "I don't know, it's probably the abbreviation of No.Such.Agency!"
"What? There is no such situation!?" Okan felt his intelligence was insulted, "Officer, don't fool me, the stamp on the warrant is real, I can understand it, I know the law..."
"Since you know the law, what should you choose? Lawyer or coffee?" Fearon said lightly, "Of course, if you choose a lawyer, you can leave as soon as the lawyer comes, but I don't guarantee that every time I find a new clue,
I won’t harass you... again and again, and again, and by then I’m afraid the legal fees alone will make you bankrupt!”
Hearing these words, Okan was furious and shouted: "Officer, you are threatening. Do you understand threats?"
"NO, I'm just telling the facts, because this case is too simple and clear. There are only two suspects, Kirkland and you!" Fearon raised his index and middle fingers, and shook them as he spoke, "Then...
Is he the murderer or you? Or are you two colluding? A murder case like this that chooses one or both is definitely a good opportunity to solve the case and make meritorious deeds. Which policeman is willing to give up, right?"
Okan was slightly startled when he heard this, but a trace of panic flashed in his eyes betrayed him.
"Aha, it seems that you were the principal culprit in killing that ladyboy, and Kirkland was the coercion!"
Hearing what Feilun said, Okan felt as if he was struck by thunder. Tears and runny nose suddenly flowed from his eyes, and he murmured: "I don't want it, I don't want it..."
"Let me guess, before Halloween last year, you went to Kirkland's house to help him install the sink, but when you agreed to go there at the time, Kirkland was not at home, only the ladyboy, and then you two got involved... I'm right.
?”
Okan was dumbfounded after hearing this. He stammered for a long time: "The whole thing... you, you know everything?"
"What do you think?" Fearon said vaguely, "Actually, from the time you said you hated Ana1 at Kirkland's house, and neither Kirkland nor Riley refuted it, I guessed that the death of the deceased was probably related to you.
!”
"Impossible, that bitch is a man, how could you contact me!" Okan said in disbelief.
"Bitch? So you admit to having an affair with the deceased?" Feilun pressed forward step by step.
Okan was stunned when he heard this, and then said: "I admit, I played with that male bitch once or twice, but I didn't kill him!"
Hearing this, Feilun smiled cheerfully: "OK, let's stop our conversation here first!" With that, he got up and walked out.
Upon seeing this, Okan shouted from behind: "Hey, hey, Mr. Police Officer, when can you let me go?"
Feilun turned back and smiled at him, saying: "Why panic? Even if you call a lawyer now, it will take at least forty-eight hours to leave!"
"Why?"
"Because you admitted to having an affair with the deceased, you are suspected of murder. Even if the lawyer comes, I don't think you can get out for a while, understand?"
Okan was dumbfounded when he heard this. Only now did he realize that he had been tricked by Ferran. Just when he was about to curse, Ferran had already slipped out of the interrogation room and closed the door with a bang.
Yusha bumped heads with Fearon in the corridor and said with a disgusted look on her face: "The deceased was involved with Okan at Kirkland's house? How is this possible? Why didn't you sue Okan for rape?"
Fearon smiled bitterly and said: "Miss Shark, can you figure it out? I'm just a communication staff now. What I did just now has already crossed the line. Are you suing him for rape? Save it!"
Yusha was startled when she heard this, and Feren continued: "But don't worry, as long as Okan really admits that he raped the deceased in front of McAway, he will definitely not be able to escape the sentence of more than ten years!"
When Yu Sha heard this, she suddenly thought of something, with a strange expression on her face, and reminded in a low voice: "The deceased was a man!"
Fearon understood what Yusha meant as soon as he heard it: "What's wrong with the man? You haven't been in the United States and you don't know. The legal system here is quite sound. Even if Okan raped a dog, he would still have to be sentenced. Never mind
Talk about people!"
"Rape... a dog?" Yu Sha couldn't help but laugh, "It's not that exaggerated, is it?"
"It's not an exaggeration. A rabbit bites people when it's angry. There's nothing this man can't do when he gets angry." Fearon said seriously, "I'm telling you, being sentenced for raping a dog is the first sentence in the United States.
It’s true!”
"No way!?" Yusha covered her hands in disbelief.
"What can't you do?" At this time, McAway also appeared on the corridor and happened to ask.
"Alan said that there are guys here who have been sentenced for raping dogs!" Yu Sha said.
"Oh, this is something!" McAway said indifferently, "I've heard that it was quite a big fuss at that time..."
"Is such a thing really possible?" Yusha asked in surprise.
"Of course!" Fearon said proudly, "Although the United States is sexually open, everything follows the principle of voluntary and monetary transactions. That guy has sex with a dog without the dog's consent. If not, who should he be sentenced to?" At this point,
In fact, his belly was almost bursting with laughter.
Seeing that Feren was holding it in hard, McAway said: "You can laugh if you want. In fact, the judge's ruling at that time, [with the consent of the dog], is really problematic, because at least I can't understand the dog barking!" After finishing speaking,
, he became happy first and laughed.
After the three of them had laughed enough, McAway exchanged opinions with Faeron.
………
"What? You actually brought Kirkland back?" Fearon said in surprise.
"Yes, that guy is a lawyer. If we don't take him back to the police station to put some pressure on him, I'm afraid he won't confess." McAway explained, "By the way, how are you doing there?"
McAway was shocked when he heard this: "Are you sure you want to arrest, not invite?"
"Of course, there is a warrant."
"Search warrant!?" Upon hearing these three words, McAway's eyes widened, "How could you possibly get it?"
Fearon shook his head and said: "Don't make wild guesses, it was not issued by the Los Angeles General Administration."
"Where is that?"
"See for yourself!" Fearon casually took out the warrant signed by Robert and handed it to McAway.
"NSA? National Security Agency!?" McAway's eyes bulged out, and it took him a while to utter two words: "You're awesome!" He paused and then said, "But... it's obviously been checked out of bounds!"
Fearon didn't care much and said: "As long as it can achieve its goal!" After that, he briefly explained the content of his cross-examination of Okan.
After listening, McAway said blankly: "Isn't it right? Did you see that there was something wrong with Okan before at Kirkland's house? Or did you infer from the fact that he doesn't like Ana1?"
"Of course it is. After all, making a hole is a repetitive action. If you do one hole for too long, it will become boring. Wouldn't it be strange to try it again in another place?" Feilun talked eloquently, but Yu Sha next to him turned red.
Face, "Otherwise, who would like a glass door, right? Boss!"
The more McAway listened, the more displeased he became. Finally, he blushed and said, "That's right!"
"What you said is so right, just aim at a big butt and push it... Tsk, tsk, tsk!" Ferron was still teasing, but the face of the old glass McAway was as dark as the bottom of a pot.
Seeing that McAway was about to explode, Fearon quickly made a stop sign and said: "OK, no kidding, but there is something wrong with Okan for sure! If you don't believe it, we can check the ones Okan bought for sex before.
Street girls, I believe they will give standard answers."
"That's a solution!" McAway nodded with a dark face, "But if you say that the murderer is one of Kirkland and Okan, or even a co-conspirator, is it that simple?"
"This case is so simple!" Phelan said, spreading his hands, "otherwise, do you think anyone would be so interested in carrying a living person into the Kirkland family's backyard and digging a hole two feet deep to bury him? Of course.
He also needs to have good skills to leave no traces, and he has to be even more careful when digging holes so as not to make any noise... This is obviously impossible!"
After hearing this analysis, both McAway and Yusha couldn't help but nod.
"Also, if the murderer is really that good at completing what I call the process of carrying and burying people, with his skills, he will not be unable to make money. For the deceased, just use money to seal his mouth, why bother to bury him? And if
If the deceased happened to see something he shouldn't have seen, he would have to be silenced on the spot no matter what, and he wouldn't be buried alive, right?"
"You are right, but the next questioning should be done by me personally!" McAway said, "You two are responsible for monitoring and video recording!"
"Then put on some headphones so that I can give you some guidance when you ask questions!" Fearon said.
"Guide me? Are you sure?" McAway laughed dumbly, but seeing Feren staring directly at him without saying a word, he had no choice but to step aside: "OK, for the sake of saving my life, I
Just wear more headphones!”
When Fei Lun heard this, he raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "Thank you!"
McAway shrugged and was about to go to the interrogation room. Fearon grabbed him and said, "Teach me the first step. It's better to hang out the suspect first!"
McAway hesitated, but still said stubbornly: "I know this, I don't need you to teach me." Then he looked at his watch, "It's past twelve o'clock, let's go eat first!"
"It's okay to eat, but I think you'd better ask your colleagues first to find out what postures the street girls who served Okan and Kirkland used when having sex with them!" Fearon suggested, "I think it would be interesting.
Unexpected gains... When the time comes, you should be more confident when you question the two of them!"
After hearing this, McAway nodded dullly and said: "I do what you want..." but he still didn't make a call on his cell phone.
"Is it because your colleagues are keeping you at arm's length and no one is willing to help you?" Ferran hit the nail on the head, "I think you'd better call Caiman. That hateful guy should be able to help you."
(To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)