I was still thinking about what to say on the phone. I needed to think carefully about my wording. I casually answered: "We're almost there."

"I can't hold it back anymore, it was very scary just now."

Being frightened can easily cause intestinal discomfort, so the head agreed: "Then stop the car and go back quickly."

Next, when the driver reminded me, my head, which was still thinking, came back to reality. Where is the person? Why didn't he come back after being gone for so long?

No! Everyone's brains suddenly jumped up almost at the same time.

He touched his slightly swollen temples and said, "Go and bring her back."

"Yes." Karak got out of the car immediately. It was really inappropriate to go with him because of his head. If there was something going on, he could pretend not to know.

He stopped a taxi with his ID, and the passengers inside gave up their seats.

In the laboratory, Dr. Laixi was sitting at the table, using a magnifying glass to observe the slices that had just been taken out of the petri dish. Suddenly he felt something was wrong behind him. He turned around and saw a person standing not far away.

"Miss Jones." Dr. Laixi didn't seem surprised. He stood up, put his hands in the pockets of his white coat, and stood looking at her.

That's right, that's right... Xining said with a polite smile: "Dr. Laixi."

After a brief silence, Xining spoke first: "Do you know what I just experienced?"

Dr. Laixi replied calmly: "How can I know this? I..."

Xining interrupted him: "You are in the laboratory, do you have an alibi?"

"For example..." He looked around and finally focused on the surveillance camera.

Monitoring is the best proof, and it is also the easiest to fake.

As soon as she moved, Dr. Laixi stretched his hand out of his pocket. The difference was that this time he held a small pistol in his hand.

Xining stopped immediately and said with a hint of sarcasm: "Do you think I am taking the opportunity to get rid of you like I did last time?"

Dr. Laixi raised his eyebrows slightly and expressed "Isn't it" with his body language.

"No, doctor, no~" She shook her head, and under the slightly surprised and curious gaze of the other party, she continued: "This challenge is too low, just like you, too?"

She and Karak were the only ones in the entire restaurant who were not poisoned, but everyone else was poisoned. Covering the mouth and nose cannot block the poisonous gas. Although it is not yet a period for everyone to wear masks, in the open deli room next to the lobby, the

A person wearing a mask to show cleanliness.

In the end, he also fell into the trap, which proves that this was intentional. It was to make everyone go crazy, leaving the two of them waiting to be torn to death by a group of "beasts".

Dr. Laixi smiled and did not respond, but he always held the pistol in his hand.

She said matter-of-factly: "Killing you will inevitably require psychological evaluation and blood tests. Based on your relationship with the president, it may also have an impact on your career. I am an agent and I represent justice! So my goal has changed.

Now, finding evidence is the real skill.”

Dr. Laixi thought for a moment and responded this time: "I wish you success."

"Thank you, I've found it." She stretched out a hand with a rolled up paper in her hand: "Want to take a look?"

Dr. Laixi was stunned for a moment and looked at the roll of paper: "This doesn't seem very good." Is this evidence shown to the criminal suspect?

"On the contrary." Xining smiled sweetly and brightly, just like the primary school student asking for credit with his teacher: "With such strong evidence, I'm not afraid you have any excuses."

Looking at her confident look, the roll of paper was like Pandora's box, a room that Duke Bluebeard could not open, full of fatal temptations.

Human curiosity is so powerful that after careful consideration, Dr. Laixi walked over.

He held the gun in his left hand and stretched out his right hand. But when he reached out to receive the roll of paper, his eyes tightened... Damn it, he was caught in a trap!

Xining let go of the roll of paper and stood there with a smile: "Doctor, you look very handsome in the motorcycle suit and have a good figure. Should this suit of clothes be disposed of now? What a pity."

He was left-handed and held the gun in his left hand, while the man who threw the gas canister into the restaurant used his right hand and wore gloves, leaving no fingerprints.

The other party's hand holding the "evidence" was facing upward, so his palm was facing upward. When the other party let go of his hand and the paper fell into his hand, his posture at this moment was exactly the same as in the restaurant...holding

The poison gas canister, standing there with his hand upward, holding the poison gas canister in his hand, like a king who controls everyone's life and death, showing it to everyone...

In order to get rid of suspicion, every detail was taken into consideration, and he switched from left-handed to right-handed, but in the end, he still got the trick.

Karak, who was watching the surveillance in the security room, shouted excitedly: "Okay!"

The security guard on duty was confused. Nothing happened. What's wrong?

Karak suppressed his joy and glared at the security guard: "Intercept and save this video immediately!"

Dr. Laixi's polite smile seemed a bit stiff at this time: "This cannot be used as evidence."

Everyone has subconscious posture habits, but it is difficult to convince the jury based on this alone. As long as the lawyer repeats the same trick and hands over anything, and uses the other party's same posture as an excuse, it can be easily solved.

Thinking of this, Dr. Laixi felt relaxed again. But the other party's words quickly made his heart sink again, and he could no longer float up.

Xining spoke out word by word clearly and slowly: "You don't need the jury to believe it, you just need the president to believe it."

Dr. Laixi turned around and walked towards the desk, her back seemed to become unusually sinister and terrifying. When she got there, she suddenly turned around and the gun was pointed at her again.

But he didn't see the panic, only the female agent standing there with the same expression.

He was puzzled: "Miss Jones, aren't you afraid of death?"

"The fear of death is the most primitive instinct of every living thing, so doctor, I'm afraid." Is this answer satisfactory?

"You don't seem to be afraid of me shooting."

"Are you still afraid that I will kill you?" If you are not afraid, why should you hold a gun?

So Dr. Laixi put the gun aside and laughed loudly, first giggling, and finally laughing, as if he had encountered something very interesting.

The door was pushed open, and Karak rushed in. He saw Dr. Laixi laughing, not knowing what was going on, and looked at his partner at a loss.

Xining tilted his head slightly, looking at what he was looking at and doing what he was supposed to do. If the other person cried, he would still do it, but if the other person laughed, he would stop doing it.

So Karak walked over, showed his ID, and began to speak in a routine: "Blinken Raisi, the New York State Federal Bureau of Investigation suspects that you are related to multiple murders and needs your cooperation. You can remain silent, but every word you speak

…”

Several times he was almost made speechless by the other party's laughter, but when he saw his partner standing there calmly, as if he was watching a clown who couldn't make people laugh, his outsider attitude made him finally speak.

After finishing all the words: "Please come with us now."
Chapter completed!