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Chapter 52 Interrogation

Hospital corridor.

Lawrence was a little distracted.

Dean patted him: "What's wrong, man, you look like you have something on your mind."

"It's nothing." Lawrence came back to his senses: "I just feel that you are progressing too fast, and I don't seem to have much to teach you."

"Thank you for giving me the opportunity to come forward." Dean knew that he had subtly taken the lead, which made Lawrence a little uncomfortable.

Lawrence didn't think much about it.

He shrugged: "Okay, I'll let you do the interrogation later. This is also a skill that a police detective must master."

"Thanks."

Because a murder was discovered.

The helper, Marcus, was moved to a separate ward, with patrolmen guarding the door.

After Dean handed the patrolman guarding the door a cigarette, he led Lawrence in.

Hear movement.

Marcus, who was lying on the hospital bed with big sunken eyes, looked over weakly.

Dean took out his police detective card and turned on his body camera: "Hello, Marcus, I'm Detective Dean. How are you doing now? We have something we want to know from you."

There are many NCs in the United States.

In particular, the human rights doctrine advocated has now become a wild beast, cultivating a large number of brainless virgins, including many judicial officers sitting in offices.

Marcus is now seriously injured.

Dean, please be polite. It will be very troublesome if the other party complains afterwards.

Of course, if Marcus doesn't cooperate, Dean will let him know what 'human rights' are!

He is not a man of rules!

"Mr. Detective, don't tell me that you are now controlling marijuana." Markas said without any panic on his face: "If so, I admit that I bought some illegal substances, got too high, and then fell down by myself.

Fell down."

"But some people say you stole the Sheehan family's furniture and appliances!"

Dean looked sharply into Marcus's eyes: "We have investigated your identity and know that you have just been released from prison. Why did you stay in Sheen's house for a long time and sell their furniture and appliances? They

Where are the people?”

Hearing this, Marcus not only did not panic, but anger filled his eyes: "It's not my fault, they are just a bunch of liars!"

turn out to be.

More than a month ago.

Marcus spent the money he earned from working on the sewing machine in prison and was ready to find a job to make a living.

He has a criminal record.

In general work, these will be reviewed.

So Markas could only go to the labor market and work as a temporary worker.

Although he was only twenty-one years old, he seemed to be a little slow due to drug and alcohol abuse, so no one hired him until the afternoon.

Just when Marcus thought he was going to be hungry today.

Sheen's wife is here.

After she knew that Marcus could repair water pipes and weed, she took him back to her villa.

The Sheehan family's small yard is not big, but because it was already afternoon, Marcus had not finished his work until the evening.

Sheen and her son were not home at the time.

Sheen's wife kindly provided him with dinner and accommodation.

Marcus was very grateful for this.

The next day, Sheen came back with his son.

After checking Markas's work, he praised Markas and said that the roof of his family villa also needed to be repaired. They were going to travel for two days and asked Markas if he could stay and work for two more days after finishing the water pipes.

sky.

"I was short of money and had no place to live, and I thought they were nice people, so I agreed, but they never came back!"

Markas' face was full of anger: "I have done my work, but I didn't get the reward I deserved. I also helped them look at their home for so long for free. If I didn't sell the furniture and appliances, I would have no money to live at all!"

Dean winked at Lawrence.

Although the two did not communicate in advance, Lawrence immediately understood what Dean meant and said sarcastically: "Then why didn't you call the police to protect your own interests and instead stayed?"

"Call the police?", Marcus turned his head disdainfully: "When the police are here, do you think they will call Sheehan's family first, or will they think I am breaking in illegally and shoot me?"

"Say no more."

"I don't have a place to live. Aren't you comfortable living in a villa? Mr. Detective, don't waste your time. If I'm guilty, please let the law punish me, not you, a pig killer!"

Marcus showed great courage:

"Anyway, I lived honestly and lived in the room provided by the Sheen family. I only sold the furniture and appliances in order to get my due remuneration.

Even if I go to jail, your merciful judge will at most sentence me to a short term imprisonment or community service, which is better, at least it will allow me to have enough food and clothing!"

This is an old fried dough stick, hob meat.

Lawrence was so angry that his face twitched. He glanced at the medicine aside and sneered: "In that case, Mr. Marcus, I see you are recovering well. I will instruct the nurses to reduce the supply of prescription drugs later."

These words directly hit Markas's weakness.

His expression changed: "Man, don't be like this. I admit that what I just said was a bit excessive. If you have any other questions, I will cooperate with you!"

After he was released from prison, he relapsed into smoking marijuana. Without the relief of prescription drugs, he would be in great pain lying in the hospital bed!

Dean had been observing Marcus's expression.

Under mood swings.

It is difficult for ordinary people to conceal their true reactions.

At present, it seems that Marcus is not lying.

Lawrence finished singing with a red face, and it was his turn to come on stage.

Dean stopped in front of Lawrence: "Okay, buddy, you go outside to smoke a cigarette first, let me do it here."

"snort!"

Lawrence glared at Marcus fiercely, turned and left.

As soon as he left, Marcus' tense expression suddenly relaxed: "Detective Dean, you are such a good person. I will cooperate with you whatever you want to ask."

Dean smiled: "You don't seem to be slow to react."

Marcus shook his head, his expression slightly gloomy: "This is only supported by prescription drugs. I can't live without marijuana, otherwise I will be like an old man, unable to control my body with my brain, and look like a useless person."

This is drugs.

Once contaminated, people will feel as if they have fallen into an abyss and are completely destroyed.

Dean would not pity such a person.

He pointed the law enforcement camera at Marcus's face: "Marcus, do you remember what time it was when the Sheen family left?"

"Remember, it was the end of the month, because my favorite Rams game was on that day, so I remember it very clearly."

The Rams are the home football team of Los Angeles.

This hormone-burning sport has a large audience in the United States.

Dean nodded and continued: "Did anything unusual happen when you were at Sean's house?"

"Abnormal?" After thinking for a while, Marcus hesitated and said: "I had stopped taking medicine at that time and was not in very good condition. I was worried that they would drive me away, but the four of them seemed to have something on their mind.

He didn't notice my condition and left in a hurry."

"Okay, thank you for your cooperation. If necessary, we will come to you again."

"No problem, Detective Dean, as long as the pig killer doesn't come."

"Haha", Dean laughed, stood up and walked to the door, about to turn off the law enforcement camera, and suddenly turned around: "By the way, Marcus, do you like Sheen's dog?"

"Dog?" Marcus was asked suddenly and subconsciously said: "I only saw pictures of puppies and some pet supplies at their house, but I didn't see a dog."

Is that so?

Dean nodded, turned and left.

Feel sorry.

I was forced to drink some wine yesterday.

It was just two cups. When I came back, I wanted to vomit but couldn't. It was very uncomfortable, so I didn't add more drinks and slept until twelve o'clock in one breath.

Nothing happened today.

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