Catherine sat there in despair, spreading her hands and shouting: "How do I know? I have said everything I can, that guy suddenly appeared in my room. When he left, he took away my hair, it's that simple!
I don’t know him... Yes, I saw the news, but I didn’t think about it at the time!”
Edwin the humanoid giant bear sat calmly in his seat: "The problem is that the hair showed up on the security cameras. It's interesting, isn't it? Your hair showed up on three security cameras in the restaurant,
This is not a coincidence, the question is why Zhuo did this?"
Catherine shouted: "Then you should ask him!"
Captain Edwin asked: "Did he say anything to you?"
"Nothing." Catherine simply turned her head and ignored him.
This made Edwin angry.
He slapped the table and roared: "Woman, you better know what kind of case you are involved in. Just today during the day, you took a wanted criminal to the Hollywood Theater, and he killed nine people there!
"
Catherine said coldly: "He took me there, not me! His murder has nothing to do with me."
Edwin's eyes were slightly cold: "But I think you two are related!"
Catherine became nervous instantly: "You want to frame me?"
At this moment, a hand was placed on Edwin's shoulder.
Edwin was startled and turned around to see a fat white man smiling at him. He had a simple and honest smile and looked very cute.
Edwin was stunned: "Who are you?"
The fat white man smiled and showed his ID: "CIA, my name is Truto."
Edwin was surprised: "CIA. If you foreign terrorists don't create unrest in other countries, why do you come to the police station?"
Truto narrowed his eyes: "I don't like the way you talk, but I can forgive you. Besides, the CIA took over this case."
Edwin shook his head repeatedly: "This is not your job."
The police chief not far away shouted: "Edwin, don't go against the CIA. Leave the case to them and leave this job alone."
Edwin had no choice but to give up his seat.
He didn't leave either, just looking at Truto.
Truto sat down in front of Catherine and said to Catherine: "Miss Catherine, you are 26 years old and graduated from the University of Pennsylvania School of Medicine. You once had a great future until you and your mentor fell out a few years ago. Not long after, you became
You were a suspect in an arson case. Although you were later cleared of suspicion, you were no longer able to enter the medical field. Not long after, your parents went bankrupt, so you began to give up on yourself. You worked as a dancer, worked in a restaurant, and even worked for a while.
Time pickpocket, had two abortions, spent three months in jail.”
Catherine said coldly: "That's not called giving up on yourself, it's called fighting for life."
Truto smiled: "Don't be so nervous. I know you are innocent. It's just that you are not very lucky and have been involved in a big incident, and I am the only one who can help you."
Truto is smiling and amiable.
Catherine did not accept his trick: "I know how people like you do things. Try to be friendly at the beginning and let the other party believe you. When you get the information you want, you can throw the person away.
"
Truto looked at Edwin helplessly: "This is why I hate dealing with smart people."
As he spoke, he suddenly grabbed Catherine's hand. Catherine twitched, but she couldn't pull it out.
Fatty Bai still has a springy face and is amiable.
He looked at her hands and said: "These are a pair of beautiful hands. I heard that doctors' hands are very important. After all, they cannot be injured during surgery. Doctor Strange can no longer be a doctor because of his injured hands.
And I can only be aggrieved and become a magician. Of course, you are a researcher, and there may not be such a high demand for your hands, but... there is still a demand, right?"
He smiled and looked at Catherine: "As you said, we tried to solve the problem in a gentle way at the beginning. There is no need for you to cooperate after losing this beautiful hand."
He was always smiling, but this smile had become extremely terrifying in Catherine's eyes.
Behind his smiling expression were cold and cruel eyes.
Catherine couldn't help but tremble. She wanted to withdraw her hand, but she couldn't.
Truto's hands held her tightly like iron vices.
Catherine finally shouted: "I said everything!"
Truto nodded: "But it's not enough. Now, tell me every word and every thing he said to you in the car! I want details, every detail."
Catherine had to explain the process again.
Truto listened carefully.
After listening again, he said: "You said he made a phone call in the car and made an appointment to meet at a restaurant?"
"Yes."
"Did he charge up?"
"Yes."
"That is to say, his mobile phone had no battery at the beginning?"
Catherine looked at him strangely: "Yes."
"I told you to tell me every detail!" Truto repeated.
Catherine was helpless: "How did I know that I had to talk about charging? That guy was very strong. He just knocked George away in one go. I thought this was the detail you should pay attention to!"
"On the contrary." Truto let go of Catherine's hand, opened the computer on Edwin's desk, and called up the surveillance.
What was shown on the surveillance video was that Zhuo Junyan entered the restaurant, then said a few words to the dead white man, and suddenly looked at the surveillance camera, and the next moment all surveillance cameras disappeared.
Truto replayed the scene, froze it, and watched Zhuo Junyan's movements frame by frame.
After a while, he stopped watching, walked aside and started talking on the phone.
A calm voice came from the phone: "How is it?"
Truto said: "The surveillance was not clear enough to determine whether it was damaged with hair. But what has been determined is that Zhuo Junyan suddenly appeared in the room where he disappeared, and the phone was in a power outage before use."
"So you think he's already used that?"
"I don't know anything, sir. I'm just telling you what I know."
"What do you think Zhuo will do next?"
"I can't judge a truth that I haven't experienced, but now it seems that the legend is being confirmed, maybe we should have a good talk with those guys."
"No, we can't let those lunatics know about this now!"
Truto was helpless: "Okay, but now there is still a problem."
"What?"
"Albert is dead, he should know my name."
The other party was silent for a while.
Truto said: "Sooner or later he will find me. Maybe you can transfer me to another place, even the Middle East, but as soon as possible."
The other party finally said: "No problem, I will let Helena handle the transfer for you. This will probably take a few days."
"Okay." Truto agreed immediately.
Slowly putting down the phone, Truto thought, his eyes flickering with uncertainty.