Life as a police officer in America

Chapter 623 Death Game
When you have walked 99 steps, you still care about taking the last step.

The suspect took his time, and Wang Dengming was not in a hurry, as long as Fei Bidi could stay out of the situation during the interrogation.

Wang Dengming seldom smoked before. During this period of time, he was hanging out with the inspector. He never had a cigarette. When he saw other people smoking, he felt itchy. He looked at the cigarette case on the table and said with a smile, "Phoebe, are you here?" What is the rank of the army?"

"second lieutenant."

"Would you mind if I smoked one of your premium cigarettes?"

"I'm not that stingy. If you want to smoke, please do so."

Wang Dengming reached for the cigarette, and when Wang Dengming's hand touched the cigarette case, Fei Bidi stared at his hand.

"you?"

"What do you say about you, Inspector? Coolie policeman right?"

"Yes, coolie policeman."

"Coolie policemen are not qualified to smoke high-end cigarettes like mine, you'd better not smoke."

Wang Dengming withdrew his hand, and the inspector handed over a cigarette of his own, and said with a smile: "Head, see, you trash!"

Three bongs, in the intensive care room, filled with smoke.

The detective scolded: "Is the fucking exhaust fan a display?"

"It's okay, the door is locked, so I can't see it."

Fei Bidi pointed to the fire sensor above her head.

"Detective, put out the cigarette!"

The detective hurriedly pinched out the cigarette, and the fire sensor in the intensive care unit was hidden. He and Wang Dengming didn't notice it, and Fei Bidi didn't say that he saw the fire sensor.

If the smoke triggered the fire sensor, Wang Dengming and the inspector would [-]% be driven out of the hospital.

"One person is fine, but three people are not. That's why senior people can smoke in the intensive care unit."

At this time, Fei Bidi, who doesn't know how to live or die, can still make such jokes.But what he said seems to be correct. Wang Dengming is Chinese, and the detective's skin is a little darker. He is suspected of being a black man, or he is coated with a thin layer of black paint.

"Is it enough?"

Fabidi snuffed out the cigarette butt in her hand, and the ash fell on the aluminum table.

"We will definitely have to pay a fine. Who will pay for the fine?"

"Of course you did, Mr. Painter."

The detective was furious: "Tired of work? Tell me, how did you kill those two people in the Ferrari!!"

Wang Dengming extinguished the fire: "Inspector, don't provoke him, we will be responsible for any problems, he is playing with you, please ignore him."

"Bang, what plane do you touch?"

"It's fine if you don't understand, Mr. Fei Bidi, I have given you cigarettes, enough smoking, enough playing, if you were not injured, you would have been sent to the detention room for self-reflection, served with batons and fists, tell me, I want to be more specific detail."

Phoebe Di was still unhurried, and said: "I am in the same mood as you, and I am also very curious about who killed Steer and his horse."

Wang Dengming stood up abruptly.

The inspector laughed angrily: "See, boss, this idiot is not stupid at all. He has been playing tricks on us from the very beginning. Among the three of us, who is the interrogator and who is the suspect?"

Wang Dengming: "It looks like we are suspects! Phoebe, you don't think we killed Steer, do you?"

"possible."

Wang Dengming was also so angry that he vomited blood and laughed: "Damn it, damn it!"

The inspector added fuel to the fire: "Not only did he call us country policemen, but he also treated us as fools!"

"No, Inspector, he takes us for buffoons! Damn it!"

Wang Dengming grabbed the pack of cigarettes and thought about throwing it out the window.

"I don't have the IQ or guts to play with the police, and when I went in, they were lying on the floor, literally - dead."

Wang Dengming's hand holding the cigarette was frozen in the air for a few seconds, and then he slammed the cigarette back to the table.

"So you admit that you climbed in through the window?"

"Yes, I did climb in through the window. When I got in, I was already dead."

"You're talking nonsense with your eyes open, right?"

"Okay, police officer, you said I did the murder, what about the evidence? I just relied on me to climb the window? Is it not allowed for me to climb the window to steal?"

The detective gritted his teeth: "We really should wait until the guy recovers before interrogating."

"You're right, Inspector. He's half dead. We can't use rough methods."

Wang Dengming had to sit down again.

"Okay, it's yours, you have a set, the murderer is not you, who would it be?"

"This is exactly what we need to discuss. I am not a suspect. I can only say that this case was triggered because of me. Therefore, I say that I killed Steer, and I did not kill him."

"Details."

"At the beginning, I didn't have any hesitation about killing Wengersen's son. Later, I hesitated. Ster respected me very much. He felt that I was trustworthy. After a long time, I began to hesitate. Ster Er is not the murderer who harmed Eden, why did I do this, I was condemned by my conscience, but whenever I saw Eden's miserable situation, I couldn't help but carry out my plan, I needed a helper, and this helper was Hercules Ser, Steer has a bad shortcoming. As long as his things are lost, stolen, or broken, he will never want them again. Come out and play something up there."

"What does she want to play?"

"She wants to play a game to verify whether Stahl has such a bad habit."

"Wengerson is a millionaire and doesn't care about his son's vices."

"You're right, Wengersen loves his only son so much that it's unbearable, and he doesn't care whether Stahl graduates normally, as long as Stahl gets better, as long as the relationship between his son and him improves, he He tried everything he could to achieve it, but no matter how hard he tried, he failed, especially after Stahl fell in love with Heather. The relationship between their father and son could not be worse, but Wengersen never imagined that his son A liar."

"and after."

"I gave Heser the idea to let them go on a trip. It is not appropriate to do it at Wengersen's house or at Stehr's school. I think it is more concealed to do it on their way to travel. Stahl's original car was hit. It's broken, I haven't had time to buy it, I asked Wengersen to buy a nice car and go for a drive. When you are on the way to travel, I will find a way to make the car disappear first, pretend that the car was stolen, and then be found, so, this If there is no accident with the car, Steer will give it to Heser, and Hesel agreed, and said that after finishing the matter, she will pay me, but she didn't say how much it will be paid."

"Stel has no money, Wengersen agrees?"

"Wengerson agreed very readily. I was worried that Wengersen would not agree. After Wengersen called me to the office, I didn't know why he agreed. He wanted to kill Heather, and he said that Heather was a bad woman. , will make his son fall into a place of eternal doom, and if she is not erased from the earth, his son's condition will not be cured for a day."

'If this is the case, it's right in your arms. '

(End of this chapter)