Chapter 1338 Trouble is coming
McCall: "I don't remember any abnormal phenomena, but it's hard to say. Well, as you know, anything that happens in a bar can be considered an accident, right?"
McCall looked magnanimous.
"Well, that's right." Peterson nodded with deep understanding.
"I have a question, Mr. McCall, why did you show up at the bar that night? As far as I know."
Peterson was not surprised to hear McCall's answer, and asked another question.
Of course there was no reason why he specifically found McCall.
Although McCall looks ordinary, there is still a very important doubt about him.
That is, his appearance in the bar that night was inconsistent with his usual living habits and behavior.
McCall: "I met a little girl in a restaurant, and once I met someone who picked her up, and the man who picked her up gave me a card.
I happened to be a little lonely that night, so I called, but unfortunately no one answered the phone, so I followed the address on the business card and looked for him, but unfortunately I didn't find that person."
After hearing Peterson's inquiry, McCall's reasons were reasonable.
"I see."
Peterson heard McCall's words, took another careful look at McCall, and then nodded.
"Understood, thank you for your cooperation."
Peterson seemed ready to leave, but after taking a step back, he seemed to have thought of something.
"By the way, do you know this girl?"
As Peterson spoke, he took out a photo from his body and handed it to McCall.
McCall had already put his hand on the doorknob and was about to close the door. When he heard Peterson's words, he retracted his hand and reached out again to take the photo handed over by Peterson.
The moment he saw the photo, McCall, who was originally very relaxed, immediately frowned and his eyes became sharp.
"She looks familiar. What happened to her?"
McCall originally thought that this photo should be of the poor girl who was beaten. He had already thought that he would be asked, so he had prepared an answer.
As a result, after seeing this photo, I discovered that it was someone else in the photo.
When McCall saw the photo for the first time, he really just thought the person looked familiar and did not recognize the girl in the photo.
But after he took a closer look, he immediately recognized the other person based on some characteristics as the girl he met taking care of the little girl he helped when he was in the hospital. He also asked the other person some information about massage.
Waiting for news from many people.
It was precisely because he learned from this girl that Modo and others controlled these underage girls to make money, and then saw the miserable condition of the poor girl, that McCall had the idea to kill Modo and others in the bar.
matter.
McCall was naturally prepared for the possibility that he might be found.
After all, Luojishan is a big city. His purpose in going there that night was just to negotiate with Modo and others. He only did it on an impromptu basis because Modo and others were too arrogant.
McCall was also well prepared for the cross-examination he might encounter. He was prepared to behave openly and honestly, which was in line with the behavior of a man who originally wanted to go whoring on the spur of the moment.
It's a pity that after seeing this photo, McCall, who had always been very calm, couldn't help showing a hint of murderous intent.
Because it can be seen from the photo that this poor girl is dead.
"She, this poor girl, felt a little bad after learning that she had done something wrong, so she accidentally fell down the stairs, broke her neck and died."
As Peterson spoke, his eyes never left McCall's face.
"Really?" McCall looked at Peterson with sharp eyes.
As a professional, he could tell at a glance that the girl's neck in the photo was not broken, but strangled.
"If there are any questions, I will contact you again."
Peterson had already seen the information he wanted from McCall's face, so he grabbed the photo directly from McCall's hand, then nodded and turned to leave.
"Sir, don't you leave a business card or something? If I think of any clues again, how should I contact you? Shouldn't all police interviews follow this process?"
Seeing Peterson leave, McCall instead asked for his business card.
"I'm sorry, my business cards have been distributed during previous visits, and I have already asked all the questions that need to be asked."
Peterson shook his head, and instead of leaving McCall his business card, he smiled and prepared to turn around and leave.
"How did you find me?"
Seeing that Peterson was about to leave, McCall became aggressive and asked him questions.
"I mean, I just went to the bar that night. Because I didn't find anyone, I left directly without spending money or paying a bill. How did you find me?"
McCall explained carefully, seemingly just curious.
"This is our job, Mr. McCall."
When Peterson heard McCall's aggressive words, he approached McCall again and looked at him again.
"Who are you?" McCall still asked the other party seriously.
Peterson: "We're going to find the people we need to find."
Peterson just repeated his abilities and did not directly answer McCall's words.
McCall: "Who are you?"
McCall's eyes were still so serious, staring at the other party closely, and his questioning emotions were palpable.
Peterson smiled. For some reason, he suddenly had a feeling that if he stayed here any longer, he might be in danger, so he chose to trust his intuition and turned around and left: "Goodbye!"
McCall looked at the other party's hurried footsteps, subconsciously followed them forward, and walked out of the door directly. He also held a book in his other hand.
However, the moment he walked out of the room, a gust of wind blew in his face, and McCall subconsciously stopped his steps to continue the pursuit.
He watched Peterson leave in a hurry, raised his hand to look at his watch, then immediately turned back and walked into the room, approached the window again, and looked down from upstairs.
Downstairs, a Mercedes-Benz was parked on the road, and the car did not turn off.
Peterson's figure soon appeared on the road and then got into the car.
As he got into the car, the car quickly started to leave.
"Trouble is coming!"
Seeing the car leaving so quickly, McCall knew that he had exposed his flaws, but unexpectedly, not only was there no fear in his heart, but his heart was beating a little slower than usual.
McCall knew that this was a sign of his excitement and agitation.
Every time he encounters some challenges, he will be calmer than usual.
Peterson: "There must be something wrong with this guy." Peterson, who got into the car, didn't know if he was talking to himself or towards Frank who was sitting in the cab.
From the meeting just now, he has determined that even if McCall is not the murderer of Modo and others, he is definitely inseparable from this matter. He knows that he has found the right person.
Zhang Pin: "There must be something wrong with this girl."
Zhang Pin looked at Natasha seriously.
Natasha: "This is one of my little sisters. She was tricked into coming to Luoji Mountain. Also, what are you doing here so late? I thought you had forgotten me a long time ago."
Natasha's words were full of jealousy.
Zhang Pin's attention was not focused on Natasha at the moment, although the purpose of coming here in the first place tonight was for Natasha.
Zhang Pin: "Have we met somewhere?"
Sir Zhang's memory has always been very good. When he saw the little girl for the first time, he felt that she looked familiar, but he couldn't remember her. This made Sir Zhang a little strange. Even though the girl had scars on her face, she already had scars on her face.
Disfigured.
"Maybe you ordered me before and you were my guest, but I can't remember you. Logically speaking, you are so handsome. If I have served you, I should not forget it. The man who likes to order us is old.
There are very few people under forty. Are you forty? Or do you have any special hobbies?"
When the girl heard Zhang Pin's question, she directly understood and asked Zhang Pin.
When Zhang Pin heard the girl's words, his face was a little surprised, and then he turned to look at Natasha.
"You can call her Lily. She was deceived into Luoji Mountain and worked as an escort."
To be continued...