The world of American TV series: Starting with the L.A. Patrol.

"Then you think, who cares, who do you want to do it with or not?" Cassel's words almost made the two people eating burgers next door spit out.

"Of course not!" Gretel looked at him in disbelief.

"Oh, come on, stop pretending Gretel, Sophie is beautiful and you're going to be wearing the yoke of marriage in a few hours."

Isn't this thick malice too obvious? Hannah's beautiful eyes widened, she struggled to swallow the food in her mouth, and then she spoke with difficulty, "Is he using himself to save others? It must be!"

Then she looked at Jack standing aside with dangerous eyes, "Are all of you men this virtuous? Considering that you and Cassel became good friends so quickly."

What kind of little fairy speech is this? Jack, who suffered from Chiyu, firmly denied, "Every good thing that seems to come to your door for free has already been marked with a price secretly."

"Ah?" Hannah seemed to be surprised by this rather philosophical statement. She tilted her little head and nodded in disbelief without making any further calculations.

At the same time, Gretel's excited retort came from the next door, "No! I love Keira, and I will never betray her, especially not with Sophie."

"Why especially not with Sophie?" Beckett keenly caught the somewhat abrupt emphasis of his last sentence.

Cassel looked like he suddenly realized that he had caught you, "Have you slept with Sophie before?"

Grete turned his head in embarrassment and once again avoided looking at Cassel, "Why is he here? He is a writer, not a policeman."

"Believe me, Grete." Cassell leaned back in his chair triumphantly and pointed at the one-way glass behind him, "Do you think you want to face a writer or an FBI who is proficient in psychology? Do I call Agent Tavole?"

"Is this guy acting too much of a jerk?" Although this guy's words were a disguised expression of praise, Jack still felt that something was very wrong with Cassel today.

"He lost objectivity because of the close relationship he had with his bride, Kayla," Hannah agreed.

"This guy is resentful for his old lover and is worried that Keira will meet someone unkind." Jack accurately grasped Cassel's psychology at the moment, and was ready to enter the interrogation room at any time to get this guy out.

It is correct to apply appropriate pressure during interrogation, but continuous and obviously provocative questions like Cassel's will soon arouse the other party's subconscious resistance, and what they need now is to get Gretel to cooperate and tell what happened. Instead of calling a lawyer and remaining silent.

"So, Gretel, did you really have a relationship with Sophie?" Beckett was like an insulator, interrupting the electric gaze between the two men.

"Once or twice." Gretel replied with an embarrassed expression, "But that was before I met Keira, and we both realized that we were not suitable for each other."

"Obviously Sophie doesn't think so. She has renewed her old relationship with you, or it has been successful." Cassel sarcastically said.

Grete retorted angrily, "No! When I found out it was her, I was frightened and pushed her hard. She rolled off the bed and fell to the floor. Her earrings must have been stolen at that time. Dropped.

Then she left the room before I knew it. It all happened so fast, it was like a nightmare. "

Beckett asked, "So why did you conceal this matter from the police before? If nothing happened, the police could easily confirm your story."

"Because I know how bad this kind of thing sounds, and I'm worried about causing some unnecessary misunderstandings." Gretel slumped back on his seat.

Cassel looked like you've seen through everything, and turned to Beckett, "As if we can't misunderstand now, this is a series of clumsy lies."

"I've had enough. I asked him to leave. It's obvious that he was targeting me because he still covets Keira." Grete said to Beckett excitedly.

"I'm not a suspect in a murder case." Cassel approached him aggressively and said word by word.

Just when the two were at odds again, and Beckett on the side finally couldn't bear it anymore, the door of the interrogation room was suddenly opened, and Jack stood at the door, watching Cassel calmly.

He didn't say anything, but it was like a bucket of cold water was poured on his head, which instantly calmed the writer down.

"Please ask him to leave, otherwise I refuse to answer any more questions." Gretel tried to calm down his anger, but even in his previous furious state, he never uttered a single curse word.

"There is your favorite beef burger and still crispy French fries next door. Cassel, you must be very hungry." Jack made an inviting gesture to Cassel and gave the steps.

"Remember, this is an interrogation room. You have no right to give orders here. I'm just starving, which makes me a little confused." In fact, there is no need for Jack to provide any steps, Cassel will find them for himself.

Throwing these words at Grete angrily, he walked out of the interrogation room without hesitation.

"OK, Grete, please go through the whole thing with us again." Jack showed a smile, closed the door and sat next to Beckett.

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Although Gretel did not ask to see a lawyer, his uncle Teddy Murphy, a lawyer, rushed to the police station quickly, but by this time Beckett had already finished taking notes and sent the two of them out of the police station.

Seeing this scene, Cassel was like a child irritating someone, and even pouted slightly. It was hard to believe that this was an expression that a middle-aged man in his early 40s could make. This made everyone who met him face to face Hannah, whose eyes were wide open, was even a little bit dumbfounded.

"I can't believe you two just let him go."

"Because he is most likely innocent." Jack said bluntly.

"Oh, please, don't tell you two that you believed his nonsense. It's just like the plot of a terrible adult movie." Cassel was a little angry.

"That's right. If you were asked to make it up, would you make up such a clumsy lie?" Beckett rolled her eyes at him.

"So what? That guy is a businessman in a suit and tie. Maybe he is not good at telling stories, but that doesn't mean he is innocent." Cassel argued.

Jack sighed, this guy is still a bit over the top, "First of all, we have not completely ruled out his suspicion, he is still a suspect. Secondly, I remember you said you would study forensic science, tell me you have Have you read the information carefully?"

Cassel was stunned for a moment, a little confused as to why Jack said that, but what he said next made Mr. Writer discouraged.

"If Grete is lying, and he did have a relationship with Sophie and killed her decisively after being threatened or blackmailed, then please tell me that the right thing to do is to have a heated argument with him in the interrogation room. Or would you have another choice?"

Cassel was stunned on the spot as if struck by lightning. After a while, he said calmly, "I should go to Lanny and ask her to confirm whether there is Grete's body fluid or the lubricating fluid of the small umbrella in the body of the deceased."