Judy hung up the phone a little irritably. She was still in Times Square at this time. Because the on-site security personnel saw her panicked and wanted to run away the moment the lights came on, she was also detained as one of the suspects.
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In fact, Judy is just looking for John, who has been lost.
By the time Judy showed her FBI ID, the victim had long since passed away, losing her last chance to question the murderer. And she was left behind because the police had not arrived at the scene yet, protecting the scene while screening suspicious persons. p>
However, Judy felt that the on-site security guards still looked at her with caution, and the above was just an excuse.
Fortunately, her communication was still guaranteed. After contacting the remaining FBI agents, they dispersed to look for John and checked various surveillance videos. Due to the dense population of Times Square, a large number of surveillance cameras were placed at the beginning of its establishment.
Monitor, the news that just came from the phone is the report from the people who checked the surveillance: John has escaped from Times Square.
Before the police arrived, Judy began to inquire about the condition of the deceased and the witnesses in order to resolve the incident here quickly so that she could leave.
The deceased was only twenty years old and a college student. He had no classes today, so he went shopping with three other classmates. Unexpectedly, he was killed here.
Based on the three-second power outage inside the mall, it can be inferred that this was not an impromptu homicide, but a planned intentional homicide.
Judy naturally first thought of John. After all, this was too coincidental no matter how you looked at it - she appeared in the mall, the mall had a power outage, there was a murder and she was trapped here, and John escaped - a perfect plan.
Judy had preconceived this idea until the three people traveling with the deceased started arguing.
"Saila, no matter what, you must have done it." One of the fashionably dressed women said, "Betty and you had a fight during lunch. You must be resentful to go to the bathroom.
It’s time to buy a knife and kill her.”
"How could it be..." The girl known as Saila showed a sad expression. She was also the one who cried the most sadly among the three. "When it comes to resentment, Elsa is the one who is the one with the most resentment. After all, her sister is..." <
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"Don't bring the matter to me." Elsa sighed helplessly, "I've already said that my sister and I don't have a good relationship. Whether she dies or not has nothing to do with me." p>
"And Anna, please stop stirring up trouble here. None of us are as strong as you in terms of motivation. I don't know who knelt down in front of the whole class and begged Betty not to tell her story." "You!" Anna was furious. Even the heavy makeup on her face could not cover her ferocious face. She reached out and was about to slap Elsa who said this.
Elsa took a step back to avoid it. She didn't expect Anna to really hit someone. She was so angry that she wanted to step forward and fight with her.
"Don't make any noise." Saira stopped the two of them and said with a sad face, "At least Betty just died, you..."
"Stop being so pretentious here, it's as if you're not secretly happy." Anna, who was full of firepower, pushed Sera away, preparing to start a fight with Elsa.
It was Judy who took action at the critical moment. She separated the two of them with one hand, then reached out to help up the fallen Saira, stood in the middle of the three of them, put her hands on her hips and shouted:
"Be quiet until the police come!"
Maybe Judy's reputation as an FBI person suffocated them, or maybe the three of them didn't want to expose each other and cause themselves to be exposed, so they stopped talking anyway.
Judy breathed a sigh of relief, and then saw the police who arrived belatedly.
After handing over the scene to the police who specialize in handling such cases, Judy promised to go and make up the transcript afterwards, and left in a hurry. While contacting her colleagues, she arrived at the Broadway theater where John Hopps was last seen.<
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At the entrance of the Broadway Theater, Judy saw the two detectives who were traveling with her. She pointed inside, and the detectives shook their heads helplessly.
"It's too dark inside and we lost track."
When the show ended, every exit was guarded by FBI personnel, and John Hopps was no longer seen. Judy had no choice but to give up and report the results to the bureau.
"It's okay." James Blank, her direct boss, comforted her. Judy felt incredible. Then she heard James say: "Tomorrow he will attend the funeral of the deceased actress Sharon Wynyard."
"What?" Judy suspected that she heard wrongly, "How could he dare to go there!" There will be police, reporters and people from all walks of life at the scene tomorrow. How will John get in? How will he escape?
"I don't know about that." James was equally puzzled. "This is Akai's conclusion. He just told me that he will bring someone there tomorrow. You can tell him the details."
Judy hung up the phone with a confused look on her face, and called Akai Shuichi backhand, but the answer was not answered. She was angered by this move, and thought hard about asking him clearly after meeting.
Just then her phone rang. Judy thought it was Shuichi Akai who saw it and called her back, but it turned out that the contact number was not the saved number.
"Hello." She had received many calls like this due to her work, and she did not treat them as harassment calls.
"Investigator Judy? I am Officer Steven who was in charge of the case in Times Square just now."
"Can you tell me in detail about the fugitive murderer you are tracking?"
At nine o'clock in the morning the next day in New York time, popular star Chrissy Wynyard walked into the hall of the venue holding the arm of murderer John Hopps in full view of everyone. The FBI who was ambushing at the door did not come forward under Akai's signal. The person who came to the funeral was someone related to Sharon. Of course, Bermod knew her, but she was now playing Chris, a young actress who kept a low profile and did not leak any private life.
Chris didn't say hello to anyone. She smiled as if the person who died was not her mother. She was even obviously in a daze when the master of ceremonies read out the ceremony. This scene was well captured by the reporters present. There was such a reporter not far behind Chris. He was asking questions almost all the time, from Chris's private life to John next to him, and called John by name a murderer.
Ask Chris if she is with this kind of person because they have the same hobbies.
John is the person Belmode specially found to play her secret lover. Although this may have some impact on her future, compared to the current attention, this impact has a negative impact on the person who does not want to live as Chris.
It doesn't matter to Belmode at all.
Seeing that the topic was finally brought to John, Chris gave him a subtle wink. John indicated that he had received it, and then slowly turned back with a murderous expression, staring at the reporter.
The reporter broke out in a cold sweat on the spot, but he took advantage of the crowd here and John would not be able to do anything to him in public, so he stared back at him and provoked:
"What? I guess you were right."
Before John could answer, Chris stood up, picked up John and left, regardless of the fact that the funeral was still going on. However, the reporter behind her stepped forward anxiously but was blocked by someone. She shouted angrily:
"Do you have any hidden secrets?"
John stopped and Chris held his hand for a moment, turned around and looked at the reporter with a smile.
"a-secret-makes-a-woman-woman."
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