A real warden would never ask, "Why did you drug Agent Geer?"
So, could it be that... the warden knew about it?
"Oops, no wonder he told you everything so easily." Although he said "Oops," Descartes sounded gloating, "It seems like you two are in the same group.
Well! Congratulations, you found an alliance so quickly... Ouch!"
Bohemia slowly loosened its grip on its consciousness and watched the mosaic in the corner of the field of vision tremblingly expand its body again, with blurry and chaotic color blocks flickering in mid-air.
Beef Sandwich's eyes were still fixed on her.
"Well, I mean..." She stabilized her expression, even though she was already a little panicked. After a few turns in her mind, she suddenly came up with an idea: "Oh, what will you do when asked about you?
Answer this question?"
She managed to get through it - the beef sandwich suddenly dawned on her, she said "oh" and relaxed her back.
"Drugated?" He snorted through his nose, and the responsible and gentle expression just now disappeared: "How can she prove it? Just because she saw it? If I said I didn't let it go, Agent Geer would also say that the family members
There was a history of convulsions, and no residue could be detected in his body... Then she would just look like a suspicious woman."
Bohemia nodded and was suddenly startled.
Wait, as the one who was drugged, why did Agent Geer cooperate with him to prove that he was not drugged?
Could it be that he, like the warden, was well aware of this matter?
What a mess this prison is!
"Don't show your flaws again," Descartes reminded at this time, taking the overall situation into consideration, "the plot is beginning to progress!"
Bohemia spent a lot of effort to flatten the dough. She said "Huh", sat opposite the beef sandwich, raised her feet, and looked confident: "...This time, too.
Thank you for your hard work."
Beef Sandwich waved his hand and showed a faint wry smile.
"Is there any way? Miss Winters, I understand your predicament very well. It's not easy for you, the warden, to be caught in the middle. To be honest, there is no other way for us to go except this way. After all,
That's what that person meant... He has already spoken, so how can we have any room to resist?"
What the hell? Where and where?
Bohemia cursed secretly and responded with a "No".
When the secretary said this, he seemed to feel a little emotional. While opening the drawer to look for the key, he sighed: "Helsing, this person is really embarrassing. He was once unparalleled and famous all over the country.
Chief Counselor... when he was first imprisoned, I thought that he would definitely be pardoned if he stayed in prison for a short period of time. Is that what you told me at the time?"
Bohemia looked sad: "Yes, amnesty!"
...What does amnesty mean? She seems to have heard of it.
"Helsingen Helsingen Helsingh... Okay, remember." The Descartes guy on the side played the game more seriously than anyone else.
"If I were like him and had a lot of information and evidence on that person, I would definitely make good use of them and would not let myself fall into the position of being assassinated by an employee of the Bureau of Investigation. Miss Winters, if it were you like this
Smart man, I'm afraid you can become the vice president." Secretary Beef chuckled, raised his hand, and dangled the keychain on his finger: "I found it, let's go?"
Only then did Bohemia remember that there was someone locked up in the conference room downstairs. She stood up in a daze and followed out of the door, trying to organize the information she had just heard into a timetable in her mind.
When she went downstairs, Descartes followed her like a shadow, murmuring in her mouth.
"The murdered prisoner's name is Helsing. We can be sure of this. He was killed because he had evidence against a certain big shot... The person who killed him was one of the detectives sent to the prison to investigate.
.We can all agree on these situations, right?"
While the door opened for the beef sandwich, Bohemia nodded quickly at it.
The question is, who killed him?
When she was having a headache, the door was pushed open.
Old Leather Shoes was sitting on a chair near the door, folding his hands on his chest, and glanced at them unpleasantly: "So long?"
Bohemia looked around at this small conference room - as the old leather shoes said, this room has no windows, and all the lights have to be turned on during the day; it is located just behind the building, and the building
It also faces the prisoner's playground, so from this room, the sound of the riot is almost impossible to hear.
From between the rows of tables and chairs, Old Leather Shoes stood up with a snort.
"How is Agent Geer's situation?" He probably decided that Bohemia was a careless person, so it would be better to ask her secretary than to ask her clearly. He said to Secretary Beef: "Take me to have a look. If necessary, I will
It’s okay to interrogate Helsing alone, since the entire process is videotaped.”
It turns out that the prisoner that the Bureau originally planned to interrogate was the dead Helsing? Is Old Leather Shoes pretending to be stupid now, or does he really not know that he is dead?
Secretary Beef is indeed a talent. He agreed without changing his expression, and even added a sentence as if nothing had happened: "There was some commotion in the prison just now, so I just need to wait..."
"A riot?" Old Leather Shoes immediately glanced at Bohemia, "No surprise!"
By the time the group of people approached the medical department, she had been fermenting a lot of curse words in her stomach and was about to spit them out. At this moment, the white door of the medical department was suddenly pushed open, and two nurses in blue clothes
He rushed out in a hurry and looked pale. As soon as he saw the group of people, they all shouted in unison: "Agent Geer is dead! Doctor Ming - she -"
Several people were startled, and Old Leather Shoes was the first to react, knocking away the nurse and rushing into the building; Bohemia immediately followed, hearing the voice of the beef secretary shouting to the nurses behind her, and they all started to yell.
Trembling: "Call the ambulance from the state hospital, hurry up! Did Dr. Ming save her? Tell her to continue rescuing, it's impossible for the person to die!"
He probably thought it was the drug he administered that killed Agent Geer, right?
The nurses behind them shouted something vaguely, so that no one could hear clearly. When Bohemia broke into the emergency room, the old leather shoes were standing in front of a hospital bed, which was covered with white cloth.
Under the sheet, the undulating lines of a human body are revealed.
Dr. Ming was sitting upright by the bed, looking very calm at first glance.
Only when they got closer could they see that her whole body was trembling slightly with excitement, and her eyes were as bright as a hungry wolf wandering in the winter night. She held the corpse's hand tightly, interlacing her fingers with such strength.
It was so big that it had a tiger's mouth and even the edges of her palms turned white, making it difficult to tell which was her hand and which was the corpse's hand.
"Because you found the serial killer's flaw, she is leaving now." The voice of the dungeon host suddenly sounded: "By the way, I want to announce that player Lin Sanjiu made a mistake once. After the scene of this question ended,
, will perform onion stripping immediately.”
Ever since I entered this game, I have been constantly bombarded with double the amount of information. I don’t know which one to take care of first. Bohemia took a breath and decided to take care of the visible and tangible things first.
I put the onion issue out of my mind.
Old Leather Shoes obviously noticed something was wrong from the strange excitement in Dr. Ming's body. He slowly put his hands on his waist and asked in a deep voice: "...Doctor, what's going on? My partner is young
He was light and strong, how could he die suddenly?"
Before answering, the female doctor opened her lips slightly and took a trembling breath. When she looked up, the reflection of the lenses faded, allowing people to see her red cheeks and eyes clearly: "I...this is me
There is no one that I am most proud of. Ah, you can’t understand it...it’s so perfect, this is the most beautiful day in my life..."
Bohemia and Old Leather Shoes looked at each other.
After all, she was still an evolutionist at heart - she cheered herself up, walked up slowly, stared at the female doctor, and opened the sheet bit by bit. Agent Geer was lying under the sheet, wearing only a thin layer of clothing.
The thin hospital gown was crooked, as if it had been put on after death; the exposed hands, feet, and waist skin were all glowing with a cool green color.
"He's alive," Dr. Ming said with an intoxicated expression, as if he had drunk too much wine: "He was alive, and his pulse was beating so vigorously... No one saw what kind of injection I was taking, but he saw it.
...But it was too late. He only realized that he was struggling when the needle was inserted..."
Bohemia squinted her eyes and realized that there seemed to be a few drops of blood spattered under the edge of the bed sheet.
No wonder the two nurses just now were so shocked that they couldn't complete their sentences. Logically speaking, death is part of their job content - but killing is not.
When the secretary outside the door finally figured out the situation and shouted "Be careful" with the nurses outside the door, the old leather shoes had already pointed at the doctor and raised his gun - the latter did not resist at all and did not respond to the order to stand up.
As if she hadn't heard anything, she sat quietly next to Agent Geer's body; only her hands and the corpse's were holding each other too tightly, and when the old leather shoe hit her on the back of the head with the butt of the gun, she fell to the ground.
When they were on the ground, their two hands were still tightly clasped together.
When being handcuffed by the old leather shoes, Dr. Ming seemed to suddenly wake up - her screams were getting louder and louder, and she kept saying that the secretary had poisoned Agent Geer, and she saw it with her own eyes; the beef secretary tied her hands
, stood aside with a pale face, not saying a word.
The old leather shoes locked the female doctor into another room, then patted his shoulder comfortingly, shook her head and walked away.
It wasn't until the ambulance picked up Agent Geer's body that the group discovered that Helsing, who had died in prison, was lying on another adjacent bed. The only doctor on duty was taken away, and no one was there.
He could perform an autopsy on the suspicious corpse of Helsing; and Old Leather Shoes obviously did not trust this prison. After weighing all kinds of considerations, he decided not to go back to report for the time being and continue to wait for the second doctor.
After locking up the medical department and returning to the warden's office, Bohemia finally let out a long breath.
"Thankfully it was just a game, otherwise your career would have been over long ago if such a big thing happened." Descartes didn't sound worried, but seemed to be excited to see her career over.
"Onion's undressing is about to begin," she folded her legs tiredly, "I don't know what will happen this time..."
Before she finished speaking, she suddenly lowered her head and looked at the floor for a while.
"What's wrong?"
"Someone has been in my office," Bohemia said softly, "...and my wastebasket has been rifled through."
Tomorrow I will visually post the thank you list and the list of book senders! Some time ago, I was so busy that I doubted my life. Plus, I stayed up late and had a poor work and rest schedule. I could hardly spare any extra energy... so I put it off until now...
