The first thing Randy saw was the bald murderer sitting by the flower bed smoking a cigarette. After getting out of the car, he rushed towards him.

The bald murderer never imagined what he was afraid of. He had just emptied the magazine and did not have the good attitude of the police at all. He was in panic at the moment. He just wanted to take a rest at random, but who knew he would be found soon?

Already.

He got up and started running.

Before he could even take two steps, a stone passed over the chasing Randy and hit him directly in the leg, causing him to fall to the ground. He was in so much pain that he could not stand up at all.

"It's so accurate!"

Randy went up and grabbed and buckled the opponent, handcuffed the opponent, and then gave a thumbs up to Chuck who was approaching.

"what's your name?"

Chuck asked.

The murderer was silent.

"Why did you poison the Neptune chocolate?"

Randy asked, and seeing that the murderer still didn't speak, he couldn't help but pinch his face and shouted: "Speak!"

"Besides Maiqi Supermarket, have you administered poison elsewhere?"

Chuck looked him in the eyes and asked the key question.

"No."

The murderer shook his head.

"Chuck, how's it going?"

Randy looked at Chuck expectantly.

"It's the truth!"

Chuck nodded.

"yes!"

Randy was relieved and slapped the murderer's bald head hard: "Fortunately, you bastard didn't completely ruin the children's Halloween!"

The murderer was very quiet and looked at Chuck in confusion: "How did you find me so quickly? I have obviously laid out such a sophisticated plan!"

"Ha ha!"

Randy laughed: "You said your elaborate plan was to avoid Detective Chuck? Why, do you also want to kill your wife?"

It was originally just a joke, but who knew that the bald murderer nodded seriously: "Who doesn't know that Detective Chuck is best at solving wife murder cases? I have wanted to kill my wife for a long time, but after listening to Detective Chuck solve one case after another

I can only endure the case of killing my wife and endure it again and again.

Until recently, I couldn't help my stupid and annoying wife anymore. After thinking of a brilliant idea, I decided to take action.

I'm really worried about being detected by Detective Chuck.

But I didn’t expect it to be so fast!”

When he said this, his eyes under his glasses were full of confusion and curiosity: "How on earth did you do that?"

"First tell me the whole process of how you did it."

Chuck did not answer immediately, but asked him to explain the crime process.

This is also a case-handling technique.

At the moment of being caught, the murderer's psychology is at its most fragile, and it is easiest to pry his confession out and obtain solid evidence at this time.

Once this time point has passed, the desire to survive calmed down, coupled with the intervention of the lawyer, even if he is a confirmed criminal, he will still try to resist, follow the lawyer's reminder, tell lies, complicate the case, and waste time.

The bald murderer could only tell the whole story.

"You are saying that the reason why you went back was because you were discovered by your colleagues when you were putting back the pesticides and poisons that had been taken away from the factory laboratory. You thought that if the incident happened, you might be implicated, so you rushed back in a hurry.

, want to recycle those Neptune chocolates that you poisoned?"

Randy has a strange look in his eyes.

"right!"

The bald murderer nodded dejectedly: "But I found that the driver had already taken it and ate it. In order to avoid being exposed, I could only approach him immediately, pretend to borrow fire, snatch his gun, empty the magazine, and then wipe my

My fingerprints ran away immediately, how on earth did you find me so quickly?"

"Because he is Detective Chuck!"

Randy cursed as he spoke: "You shouldn't have such evil thoughts. The key is that you want to magnify the harm to others and hide yourself. It's simply too vicious!"

"Didn't you realize that those chocolates have been sold out and are being replenished?"

Chuck asked.

"What?"

The bald murderer was stunned for a moment, and then he realized what was happening with an ugly expression on his face: "Are you telling me that the Neptune chocolate that the driver ate was not the one I poisoned?"

"Any questions?"

Randy looked at him strangely: "Today is Halloween. So many families need to prepare candies and chocolates at night. You leave and go back to the company and then come back. It takes such a long time. You don't really feel that the chocolates have not been sold out."

Bar?

It was sold out a long time ago and was restocked by the staff!

Can't you see the difference in the poison you administered yourself?"

"So I didn't have to shoot the driver at all, and if I hadn't shot the driver, I wouldn't have attracted Detective Chuck so quickly, or even at all..."

The bald murderer instantly transformed into shopkeeper Tong and fell into endless regret and sorrow.

Of course he couldn't tell the difference between poisoned and non-poisoned Neptune chocolates. At that critical moment, he just packed up all the remaining Neptune chocolates and saw the driver eating them directly at the cashier. He was horrified that the poison would be exposed the next moment.

As he poisoned himself, he only knew that he had to shoot the other person immediately to temporarily cover up the poisoning. How could he think of anything else.

"You are a fool and you are lucky!"

Randy commented.

"What do you mean?"

The bald murderer said angrily.

"Because of this, if he was discovered and arrested by Detective Chuck in advance, the subsequent bad cases of poisoned chocolate poisoning many children would never have happened."

Randy told the truth: "Your crime is relatively light. This is not because you are stupid and you are lucky!"

"……I'm not stupid!"

The bald murderer hesitated for a moment and then shouted unconvinced.

"Aren't you stupid?"

Randy looked at him as if he were a fool: "You know clearly that we have a detective named Chuck in New Jersey who has repeatedly solved major cases of wife murder, but you still insist on challenging him. Isn't this stupid enough?

And your schemes are even more ridiculous!

Even stealing some poison can be discovered, resulting in drastic changes in plans.

Any smart person would definitely steal little by little from the factory and laboratory, and add up to a little.

You stole a whole bottle at once, and after using it, you sent it back while your colleagues were at work. This is simply ridiculous.

Even if you are not seen by anyone, do you think that if the large bottle of pesticide is there and suddenly there is so much missing, you will not be suspected and traced?

And you want to hide yourself in the crowd, but your resume of working in a pesticide factory laboratory is as shiny as your bald spot. You don’t really think we can’t find it out afterwards, do you?

Not to mention that Detective Chuck intervened afterwards, even we could have discovered your 'excellent wife-killing plan' that was full of loopholes..."

Bald murderer: "..."

Together with his brilliant plan to counter the investigation of Detective Chuck, it is not as sophisticated as that of the detective, let alone the police who have nothing to do with it.
Chapter completed!