I haven't been a big brother for many years

"Jim?" Lee Tompkins looked at the red-haired young man kneeling in front of the woman's corpse with pity, and decided to tell James Gordon the news on the phone.

Something about that suspicious albino kid.

Even if she felt emotionally that it was impossible for a fourteen or fifteen-year-old child to be the murderer in this case.

Gordon was a little puzzled, but to be on the safe side, he decided to ask Jerome.

"Listen, kid." Gordon patted Jerome's not broad back, symbolically comforted him a few words, and then led the conversation to the topic he wanted: "We received reports, and some people said that Do you have any impression of seeing a suspicious child with albinism who might have killed your mother?"

Jerome was taken aback by this link that was obviously not in his plan, and looked at the detective in surprise: How could he find Ryan?No one should have known he was here at all.

Even he thought of asking him to help him forge an alibi the moment he saw Ryan.

No.

Jerome quickly realized that there was someone.

John Grayson guys!

The tyranny in Jerome's heart almost overflowed his chest, why should they?Just because the child saved him, he was going to target him like this?Describe him as a ruthless killer?

That kid is so kind.

He is the only one willing to help him.

Jerome pretended to be stunned and shook his head: "I don't know, I don't know any children with albinism."

He could only fool the police temporarily to ensure the safety of the two of them.

Gordon frowned. He didn't think it was necessary for Jerome to lie about it, nor for anyone else at the circus to make up someone who didn't exist.

All of a sudden, he was caught in a dilemma.

But the conflict between these two groups of people also pointed out a breakthrough for him. This so-called "child with albinism" may not be the murderer, but he must know something.

Emotionally, he is more willing to believe in Jerome Valeska.Since he was the victim's son, if he lied, it was probably an insignificant lie that had nothing to do with the case.

Because he believed that the expression on Jerome's face was not fake, and Jerome was the one who most hoped to bring the murderer to justice.

Gordon thought for a moment, gave some instructions to Lee Tompkins, and brought Jerome Valeska back to the temporary inquiry room under her disapproving gaze.

John Grayson was still sitting inside, giving Jerome a "friendly" smile.

Gordon frowned, and decided to ask several police officers to bring all the circus members back to the police station. The current incident is not as simple as a fight, and they have already lost an innocent life.

Soon, most of the people in the circus were taken away.

He took Jerome to sit at the table in the interrogation room and began to question.

"How's your relationship with John Grayson?"

He didn't ask anything about his mother, but picked out a few key points about his mother, Laila, that Gordon felt he already knew enough.

"Not so good," Jerome replied, his expression blank, but Gordon could clearly feel his obvious dislike for Grayson.

Gordon nodded to express his understanding. The whole circus seemed to be in its own way, hostile to everyone else.

Moreover, only John Grayson mentioned the "albino child" in his transcript.

This sounded more like a code than a real person.

Gordon paused, then continued to ask: "What exactly is an albino child? Grayson said that at about noon in the morning, they did... some bullying to you, and I think that's why the other children didn't Mentioning the reason for this incident, Grayson said that the child saved you."

"But I said that there is no such person." Jerome frowned: "They didn't bully me."

His testimony overlapped with most of the kids at once, making Grayson's the "only" one.

Even if combined with Grayson's testimony, his intentions suddenly became appropriate, as if he was just looking at Jerome's displeasure and wanted to cause him some trouble.

But why would he make up a bullying lie?

Gordon sighed, maybe Grayson was lying.

He continued to ask, "So, where were you between [-]:[-] noon and [-]:[-] pm?"

Jerome raised his eyebrows, thought for a while, and threw out the reasons he had already arranged: "I pretended to be a doll to distribute leaflets, took photos with the guests, and asked them questions. This is what we wrote in the brochure long ago. work."

Gordon fell into deep thought, which was indeed consistent with the information he got from other populations, and Jerome was indeed in charge of this part of the work.

Most people also saw the doll standing at the door doing his work seriously.

The forensic doctor deduced that at this point in time, the murderer brought Leila, the snake dancer, to the park for burial.From the scratches on her body, the approximate time can be deduced.

In this way, as long as the person whose whereabouts are unknown during that time period is found, the murderer can almost be found.

They checked all the flow of circus personnel during this time period, and compared the witness and physical evidence, but found that almost all of them were excluded from the suspicion of time.

But the premise is that Li really didn't find any "children with albinism."

Gordon sighed, and after Jerome finished speaking, he drew back the curtain of the cubicle.

Jerome's pupils constricted suddenly, but he maintained a puzzled expression calmly.

……

Dr. Tompkins pushed a white-haired child in a wheelchair and checked the child's condition. Fortunately, the circus had its own infirmary and doctor. She borrowed some antipyretics and stomach medicine for He put on a drip.

But I don't know what he ate before, the thin red on his face has not faded, which made Lee Tompkins a little anxious, and he couldn't help but asked worriedly: "Have you eaten any seafood before? "

Ryan rubbed his now almost chaotic head and nodded subconsciously.

He was so uncomfortable that he didn't even know when and how this woman who looked like a doctor came in.

No, you should ask how he got in.

He didn't know how he came to this place that was obviously an infirmary.

"What's your name?" Tompkins asked him as he rummaged through the medicine.

"Lane."

Ryan moved his arm uncomfortably, and the cold liquid was injected into his body little by little from there.

He moved his dry lips: "Where's Jerome?"

He seemed to remember vaguely what Jerome had told him, but he had forgotten.

Tompkins paused obviously, then quickly returned to normal: "What's the matter? Is he a relative of yours?"

Ryan vigilantly stopped adjusting the tube in his hand, and turned his head to look at bat without any trace: who are they?

Batman frowned and replied, "Police."

Policemen?Ryan was a little puzzled, what are they doing here?But when he heard that they were the police, Ryan relaxed a little.

In his impression, the police can still be relied on.

He shook his head and answered the young female forensic doctor's question: "No, I'm not."

Ryan raised his crimson eyes and looked at the policewoman in front of him without blinking: "Did something happen?"

Tompkins looked straight into those eyes, which were strangely colored eyes with doubt, puzzlement, and curiosity, but without any emotion that a criminal should have.

"It's okay." Dr. Tompkins couldn't help touching his hair, and comforted him: "Come with me, you will be fine."

……

"We found him."

Lee Tompkins pushed him through tent after tent and waited in a small cubicle.

Ryan clearly overheard Jerome's conversation with the detective.

But until the detective named James Gordon opened the curtain of the compartment, he didn't know what happened, and bat didn't seem to know much.

He could only put on a blank expression, exchanged glances with Jerome and then looked away.He was a little nervous and didn't know what he should do.

Because it looked like he was giving Jerome some trouble.

James Gordon revealed his lie almost in front of Jerome, but he didn't want to use the lie as a breakthrough to torture Jerome Valeska, but wisely chose a more accessible prey.

He began to interrogate Lane in front of Jerome.

"What's your name? What's your relationship with the dead?"

Ryan stopped the puzzled look he wanted to hand to Jerome, and just shook his head.

Gordon frowned slightly, and did not express any dissatisfaction with his resistance, but continued to ask, "Where are you between nine and ten in the morning?"

Tompkins couldn't stand it anymore. She also had a brother who was about the same age in her family, so she couldn't help but feel sympathy for such a child.What's more, from those clear eyes, she knew that such an incident should have nothing to do with that child.

She rubbed Ryan's hair reassuringly: "You weren't in the circus, were you?"

Ryan nodded.

But Gordon immediately asked the question: "Can someone prove it for you?" Of course he knew someone who could prove it for him, Selina Kyle.He had seen the two of them together in the morning.

But this Jerome Valeska behind him didn't know about it.

He wanted to extract some clues from Jerome.

Sure enough, the white-haired child hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.

Jerome clenched his fists under the table instantly, and his last bit of expectation was shattered into bubbles.

If someone could prove that he was somewhere else at the time of Lyra's death, there would be a chance, but now...

Jerome hesitated.

"So... where were you during the time period from eleven o'clock in the noon to four o'clock in the afternoon?" James Gordon drew a few symbols on the book with the pen in his hand, and he tapped the book lightly with the tip of the pen, While continuing to ask.

"You..." Batman said: "If you must prove it, you didn't tell Jerome what questions those people asked you. From this point..."

Ryan shook his head, but remained silent.

"Listen, kid." James Gordon frowned: "If you don't want to answer anything, we have every reason to identify you as a suspect. In Gotham, it is impossible for you to be sent to juvenile So, you can only go to Blackgate Prison."

"I'll ask again, where were you between [-]:[-] noon and [-]:[-] pm?"

Tompkins also looked a little strange, and she persuaded: "Why didn't you tell him? We know you didn't do it."

"I'm in..." Ryan bit his lower lip and lowered his eyes: "In the RV."

He never looked at Jerome, completely ignoring all his hints.

But he chose to trust Jerome.

Gordon raised his eyebrows: "So, what's the proof?"

But this time, Gordon still didn't get a response from the child. He was still sitting gently in the wheelchair, silent.

"Listen, boy,"

James Gordon blinked helplessly at Lee Tompkins, and took out the communicator from his pocket.

He's going to contact his good colleagues to take away his suspect.