Life as a police officer in America

Chapter 615 The Best Candidate

"Correction, it's not like this, it's not what you imagined."

"What was that like?"

"It was Heather who tricked Stahl into Portman's factory."

"I do not really get it."

"You guessed it just now. Hether came to pick up the car. It wasn't Hesel who persuaded him. He was tricked by Hesel. Hesel is a dangerous person."

The corner of Wang Dengming's mouth twitched unconsciously.

That was the rhythm of wanting to curse. He didn't know who he wanted to curse, Fei Bidi or Heather. Many prisoners would give some testimony, evidence, etc. to guide the interrogator's thinking when they were interrogated or interrogated. To achieve the purpose of extricating oneself from crime.

Especially for suspects with high IQ, they will quietly let the interrogator fall into the trap they designed.

When Wang Dengming heard what Fei Bidi said, he scolded in his heart, what kind of tricks are you playing, you bastard.

"What's your full name, officer."

Wang Dengming moved his buttocks and adjusted his sitting posture.

"Wang Dengming, the lamp is the lamp of the oil lamp, not the lamp of this **."

"Thanks, not knowing your name makes me feel like our conversation wasn't so fair."

"Now you know why you said Stahl was tricked by Hesel. Hesel is a dangerous person. As far as I know, she is still a student and is about to graduate."

"Officer Wang, you are very smart, I admit, you are right, Stahl really doesn't want to get his car back, his only purpose in coming to the factory is to punish the car thief, and this was instigated by Heser Just came."

Wang Dengming remembered the confessions of Portman Lun and Taylor, and the punishment paid by Steer.

"Aren't I telling the truth?"

"Close to the facts, Stahl was indeed suspected of punishing Portman Lun, from Portman Lun's testimony, I thought at the time that Stahl offered such a high price to blackmail Portman Lun, Stahl also said , if his demands are not met, he will burn down the furniture factory."

"Burn the factory, crazy idea, did Sterle really say that?"

"That's what Portman Lun said. He has other witnesses. This has been confirmed. That's what Steer said at the time. If he doesn't meet his requirements, he won't call the police. He will directly burn down the factory. Based on what you know of Steer, would he burn the factory?"

Portman Lun let out a laugh, and suddenly, he coughed violently.

The nurse was alarmed by the cough, and the nurse rushed in, and she wanted to terminate the conversation between the two of them immediately.

Fei Bidi kept waving her hands, indicating that she was fine.

After he stopped coughing and the nurse left, Wang Dengming said, "Don't hold on, Mr. Phoebe, we have plenty of time."

"Where did you just say?"

"Speaking of if Portman Lun fails to meet Stahl's punishment requirements, will Stahl burn the factory?"

"Yes, he will burn without hesitation."

"Looks like Stahl's depression is really serious."

Phoebe gave a sly smile.

"why are you laughing?"

"If I say that Stahl doesn't have depression, and Hesel is the one who really has depression, do you believe it?"

Wang Dengming stared wide-eyed, but began to frown again. When investigating Steer's rental house, Wang Dengming remembered that he checked Steer's MSN and Weibo account. In Bo's message, it is obvious that she has suicidal tendencies.

Is Heather really a depressed patient?

Wang Dengming recalled the inflatable dolls in Steer's room when he searched his room. Sith also joked that with such a thing, Steer is still a depression patient?
For the sake of caution, Wang Dengming said: "Sir, any words and deeds of yours are recorded in my mobile phone recorder, and everything you say will appear in court as evidence."

Feibi Diping interrupted Wang Dengming's reminder: "I have a friend who is also a policeman, and I know how to deal with the police."

Wang Dengming asked again: "Are you sure what you just said is not nonsense?"

"I'm talking to you very seriously."

"It's not a conversation, it's an interrogation, which is only one level away from an interrogation."

"Then I have a suggestion. You can raise the conversation between us to an interrogation level. I have no objection."

"Hold on."

Wang Dengming walked out of the intensive care unit, and after a while, he brought in a person, who was one of Sheriff Noel's subordinates.

"This is Police Officer Xun Li, who is in charge of the transcript. If you can hold on, we can continue."

Phoebe nodded.

"You just said that Stahl is not really depressed, but Heather is. Is there any evidence?"

"No, there is no evidence at all, but I know there is a problem with Stahl's depression. He is faking it. Heather is the real depression patient. Although Heather looks not much different from ordinary people on the surface, But the person who knows Hesser best is Stell, who is working on a drug for depression in his lab, not for himself, but for Hesser."

"What I want is evidence, and corroboration is fine."

"No."

"Without evidence, the police will not believe what you say."

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, Heather is dead, and so is Stuhl."

Wang Dengming paused for a while.

"You just said that Heather is a dangerous person, and now you say that she is a real depression patient. What information do you want to provide the police?"

"Aren't people with depression dangerous?"

Wang Dengming laughed out loud: "Understood, patients with depression sometimes not only commit suicide, but also hurt other people, right, is that what you mean?"

"Wang Dengming, which country are you from?"

Wang Dengming's neck tilted a few times, which was a sign of anger and impatience.

But he tried to bear it.

"I come from China."

"China, you are not like China, where did we just say?"

Wang Dengming came out of the intensive care unit again, and he ran back not long after, and said, "I have consulted the nurses and doctors, the bullet only hurt your artery, not your nerve, don't play tricks in front of me! For the sake of your health, this interrogation will come to an end."

Fei Bidi stretched out her hand, signaling to Wang Dengming to stay calm.

Wang Dengming sat down again, and the policeman who took the record asked: "Officer Wang, just now the suspect asked you if you are from China, do you need to write it in?"

"Write or not!"

That policeman had a good personality. After making an innocent expression, he still wrote that sentence on it.

"Let's continue, Mr. Fei Bidi, please don't ask any more questions that are not related to the case. This is a formal trial."

"Thank you for your cooperation."

Phoebe said so.

Wang Dengming bit his cheek.

"Wang Dengming, your current image is the best candidate for a villain. The film company needs someone like you. Do you usually use violence when interrogating prisoners?"

"Wrong, what I interrogate prisoners is to convince others with virtue, do you know what it means to convince others with virtue?"

"You are such a humorous policeman, where did we talk just now?"

"You said Heather was dangerously depressed."

"Yes, she's dangerous. She's a bit different from the average depressed person. Would you still be offended if I said Heather tricked Stell into coming here for that Ferrari?"

Wang Dengming rubbed his eyes.

"Details."

"Stel doesn't want the car, and of course Heather will find a way to get it."

"You just said Heather was a depressed patient."

"Can't people with depression have a greedy personality?"

Wang Dengming shook his head, and then said: "I never said that, you mean, Hesel is playing with the Ferrari idea?"

"What would you think if I said that Heather knew McJamin, the lovely car thief?"

Sergeant Wang's eyes were staring like a bull's-eye.

(End of this chapter)