Cinephile hustle

"What did you say?" Ian turned to look at him.

"You're reminding me not to cross that line, not to stand on the edge of a cliff, not to let yourself fall off so easily. You constantly doubt me, stay away from me. But deep inside you desperately want to believe me. This is The reason why you are still by my side at this moment."

Hailey's voice was calm and drawn out.

Like the windless sea, beneath the calm appearance is an immeasurable depth.

Ian's brows trembled slightly, and he was unable to comment or refute what Haili said.

After a long time, he said, "We have to go back to the hotel. Because the luggage is still there."

"Of course." Haili smiled and came to his side, walking side by side with him.

They agreed not to continue the topic just now.

Back in the hotel room, Ian methodically began to pack his things.

"Ian, Ian! I've been busy with the case, and I don't even have a chance to walk around this small town!"

The guy gets excited like a kid sometimes.

"Then you go, I'm a little tired and want to take a nap."

"Okay! I'll wake you up later!" Haili happily took out a SLR camera from the suitcase.

Ian blinked, "Why did you bring a camera?"

"Because I've heard that the scenery in the town is good! I'm a photography enthusiast!" Haili went out with a camera in his hand.

But Ian knew that this guy was just giving him a little space to think and accept the existence of Hayley Russell.

The room became quiet, and Ian leaned against the head of the bed, turned on the phone again, and deleted the photos of the case one by one.

When he saw the information about Dr. Doug, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and something in his mind was like a match in the dark, and he suddenly got up from the bed.

Quickly walking to the registration desk of the hotel, Ian knocked on the table, "Boss! Did you see where my partner is going?"

"He? He asked me the shortcut to the lake in the woods, so he probably went there to take pictures!"

"Thank you!" After finishing speaking, Ian left quickly.

There was an inexplicable sense of emptiness in his heart. The arrest of the Camporams and Dr. Doug... was like a well-designed chess game.He could feel that something was wrong, but he just didn't know what was wrong.

But at this moment, the silence of the lake in the forest has been broken.The commissioners of the FBI are still excavating the remains under the rose, and the yellow isolation line is very eye-catching.

"You feel very happy, don't you? Everything is according to your plan, Lawrence Camporam?"

The melodious voice came with the wind.

Lawrence, who was standing on the shore of the lake, paused his shoulders, turned around slowly, and smiled playfully at Haili.

"Agent Russell? I thought you were gone!"

"Gone? The story of the Camporam family is not over yet, how could I leave easily?"

Haili found a broken tree trunk, patted it casually, and sat down gracefully.He raised his eyes, and when his eyes met Lawrence's, he seemed to fall into a silent blue.

Lawrence squeezed out a smile, "The story of the Camporam family is not over yet? So how can it be considered an end? My parents, Doctor Doug... Isn't it enough for them to get what they are doing now? And this rose flower The sea doesn't exist anymore...here is my best memory with Lucia!"

"Lucia likes this place very much, right? Although she doesn't know what makes the white roses bloom so brilliantly. She only sees flowers, and her eyes only have beauty. But you ruined all of this .”

"What do you mean by that?" Lawrence stared at Hailey coldly.

"You make this the root of all evil, don't you?"

Haili crossed his legs and changed his sitting position. The sunlight fell on his shoulders, making him look comfortable and natural. His voice spoke eloquently, as if pushing away the dust of time, telling a long history.

Lawrence's back was stiff, his cold eyes were as dead as a lake, and nothing could shake the slightest wave.

"You seem to have a story to tell, Agent Russell."

"I do have a story to tell, and it's a bit complicated. Let's start with Dr. Doug murdering Lena."

Hailey lowered his body, lowered his arms, picked a wild flower dotted among the grass blades, and played with it.

"I've heard about Dr. Doug's murder of Lena. There are traces of Dr. Doug's ring on Lena's back, which shows that he was the one who strangled Lena in the water. The motive for the murder was that Lena threatened Doug The doctor is going to spread the word about him prescribing illegally. Is there any detail worth digging into?"

Lawrence folded his arms and leaned against a tree, raising his eyebrows disapprovingly.

Haili rubbed his chin and nodded in agreement: "At first, my partner and I really thought he was trying to hide his secret, but now it seems that maybe he is trying to protect the honor of the Camporam family. Because after DNA comparison, we found that he and your father should be brothers, he is the blood of the Camporam family, your uncle. He should be an illegitimate son, right?"

"Oh, so my father and my uncle are disgusting lunatics, it seems that this is really inherited. I should be a lunatic too?"

Despite the warmth of the daylight, Lawrence's smile had something sinister about it.

"You're not a lunatic, but a little liar. A little liar with a mind so clever that it's scary. It wasn't Dr. Doug who jumped into the water and strangled Lena. The back of your hand will be pressed against the back of Anna's hands when they are bound behind her back. You want to leave a little mark, a mark that is not so obvious and only a smart person will notice. So you think of the doctor often wears The ring that your grandfather gave him. He suffered from arthritis in those days and couldn’t wear the ring, so he put the ring in the pocket of his white coat. From me and my partner first When God saw him, he didn't have a ring on his finger."

Haley paused for a moment, Lawrence raised his chin slightly, and asked coolly, "And then?"

"You stole it, put it on your finger, pretended to swim, jumped into the water, and strangled Lena. At first Lena resisted, and she resisted so much that you panicked, and you became more and more The more forceful you are, until the trace of the ring is pressed into Lena's back. Suddenly, at a certain point, Lena no longer resists, and is peacefully strangled by you until she loses her last breath. This poor child , I dreamed of dying in your arms. When Lena died, you put the ring back in Dr. Doug's white coat. But when the doctor did an autopsy on Lena, he saw the indentation, and Got it all."

Lawrence sneered, "Oh? Then how do I convince him to keep his mouth shut and even admit to murdering Lena?"

"You bought a disposable phone card and sent a text message to the doctor telling him it was time for him to do something for the Camporam family. The text message was deleted by Dr. Doug, but my colleague still deleted it. Found it. The only thing Dr. Doug can be sure of is that the person who sent him this text message must be someone from the family, and his existence has finally reached the time to be recognized. You used the Camporam family as an excuse to bribe the doctor, Make him admit to killing Lena. Besides he has a brain tumor, it won't be long. He might appreciate you for giving his limited life a little more meaning. Dr. Doug did write an illegal prescription because he needed Enough money for chemo. Everything makes him feel real about your guilt. It's just that you ignore the arthritis in his fingers, and there's no way he's wearing a ring to kill Lena. That's the biggest loophole."

Lawrence sneered, "What a lovely story. These are your conjectures, Agent Russell. I believe you have been in court countless times. Do you think the jury will accept the evidence? Or accept yours? Guess? How do you prove I wore Dr. Doug's ring?"

"You mean DNA? You don't need DNA, that ring is very special. Lawrence, the day you murdered Lena, you dared not drive but chose to walk, right? When you walked through a certain intersection, did you Did you take out your cell phone to make a call? Did you happen to be wearing that ring on your finger? Even though this is a small town, the traffic video has been digitalized and it is very clear."

"Are you sure that can be used as ironclad evidence?" Lawrence smiled unabated.

"Oh, it depends on which side's lawyer is stronger. I've heard of a prosecutor with a high conviction rate. Are you interested in meeting him?" Haley smiled indifferently.

"Don't worry about it."

"Lena can let it go. Let's talk about Alan's death? Since you know your father's preferences so well, of course you don't know the little bit of special relationship between him and Alan. And you use email Send some photos to your mother, tell her about this relationship that has never been exposed, and combine the unbearable history of several generations of Camporam family owners, let your mother realize that this is rooted in your father's blood You exaggerated the facts, saying that your father gave Alan a scholarship to train Alan, let him enter the Camporam family's business, become a manager, and be more productive than his wife and children The power to enjoy everything your father was able to give him. Then your mother went mad and she killed Ellen."

"So I instigated my mother to kill Alan? You can talk to my mother and see if she agrees with everything you said."