I'm innocent [Comprehensive British American]

Qiu Chengke was lying on the bed staring at the white walls of the hospital in a daze. When the car accident happened, he was sitting in the back row, and all of them were not very serious scratches, although the minor injuries in his eyes were enough to wrap him into a mummy .

With gauze wrapped around Qiu Chengke's head, he was stunned for a while before he remembered what happened.

After he was rescued, he wanted to eat a god-bestowed pill to restore his body, and continued to track him down, but the person who rescued him snatched his god-bestowed pill.

Qiu Chengke has been fooled until now, he doesn't understand what that passer-by means, why is he snatching his pills, shouldn't the person who should play in this world look like a small sugar ball.

Qiu Chengke asked the system his own question, "Are there any other outsiders here, like me returning from corpses."

[No, host, please rest assured, do you have any other questions, host. ]

"What will happen to other people after eating the god-granted pill?"

[The effect of restoring qi and blood and healing wounds is the same as after you took it. Is there anything else I can help you with? ]

"that's all, thanks."

The system immediately went silent, and Qiu Chengke didn't care about it, he was still wondering why that passer-by wanted to snatch the pill from the gods, or whether it was just an accident.

Qiu Chengke lay on the bed for a while, Rocker opened the door and came in, sat beside Qiu Chengke very familiarly, squeezed Qiu Chengke in, and carefully bypassed the bandages on Qiu Chengke's body when moving.

"Do you want to eat grapes?" Reid, who followed him in, took a grape. Before he could pass it to Qiu Chengke, Rocker grabbed it and ate it. On the one hand, "It's so sour, I'll say, that boss is lying at first glance, this can't be sweet at all."

"But his booth has the most people..."

"It's just that he speaks nicely. Give me another one. It's quite exciting."

Qiu Chengke looked at Rocker helplessly, he looked at Reid who was at a loss, and changed the subject.

"The person I marked, have you caught it?"

"Caught it, it's the sheriff's son."

"Has Grace been rescued?"

Rhett and Rocker looked at each other, Rocker shrugged, "No, when we found the van, there was only the sheriff's son in the car, and now they are all in the interrogation room, his eight-month pregnant wife, a To twin sons, and a little daughter."

"They have always insisted that they are innocent. There is no evidence in their residence. They are master lies, even those children. Dr. Letterman can't see traces of lying on them." Reed continued said, he grabbed his shirt and said uneasily

"Dr. Letterman is still interrogating them now, but there is also a pregnant woman who is eight months old. We dare not stimulate her. She has been making troubles and won't let the doctor touch her little daughter."

He tilted his head and rummaged through the portfolio, found a photo and handed it to Qiu Chengke, "Is that the person you saw in Lafayette Park?"

Qiu Chengke remembered her, he sat on a bench with her, she was a gentle and considerate woman, she kindly asked Qiu Chengke if he needed help, her expression was extremely gentle when she touched her belly, and there was a happy smile on her lips.

At that time, Qiu Chengke didn't realize that she would be a murderer at all. He even sat on that bench specially, not only to find the murderer, but also to protect the pregnant woman.

He looked up at Rhett, shook his head slightly and said, "Yes, that's her I saw in Lafayette Park Parent-Child Paradise, and I can be sure that she was involved in this case."

Rocker frowned. He leaned closer to Qiu Chengke, tilted his head and asked suspiciously, "Why are you denying your answer?"

Qiu Chengke avoided Rocker's sight, and said dryly, "It's nothing, it's just that when I first saw her, I didn't expect her to be the murderer."

His hands hidden under the quilt were slightly clenched, and his eyes gradually became cold.

Rhett hesitated and wanted to comfort him, but was pulled out by Rocker.

"Shh, don't say anything." Rocker whispered after taking Redela out, "Qiu Chengke..."

Before he finished speaking, the door behind him was opened, and Qiu Chengke, who was tied up as a mummy, came out limping. He tilted his head and motioned for them to lead the way. two sons, maybe I can help."

"The doctor will kill me." Rocker looked Qiu Chengke up and down, and said with some disgust, "Go back to bed and rest, Silkworm Baby."

Reid stood aside, and when the two were talking, he carefully touched the back of Qiu Chengke's tightly bandaged head, and nodded in agreement when he heard what Rocker said.

Qiu Chengke was forcibly sent back to the ward. After Rhett and Rocker left, Qiu Chengke fed himself a lovudan and took off the bandage slowly.

After Qiu Chengke finished removing the bandage, his wound had almost healed, although it would tear even with force, Qiu Chengke casually wiped off the blood in front of his eyes and left the ward.

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"Gris is not at your house, but you know where Grace is supposed to be, right?" Dr. Letterman asked, staring at the faces of the twin boys opposite, a pair of ten-year-old twin boys. A seven-year-old sister, that little girl was held tightly in the arms of a pregnant woman, not letting anyone touch her.

Foster squatted next to them, trying to calm the pregnant woman, and then tried to formulate words out of the girl's mouth.

The little girl stared straight at Foster with wide eyes, and Foster felt chills all over his body when he looked at him with such emotionless eyes.

Dr. Letterman They all knew that girl would be a breaking point, but they were afraid to touch the pregnant woman.

When she was taken to the police station, her face was pale, and her forehead was covered with cold sweat as she clutched her stomach. The policemen who arrested her looked even uglier than her, and they didn't even dare to put handcuffs on her.

The two young boys looked at Dr. Letterman blankly, as if they had no idea who Grace was. Dr. Letterman narrowed his eyes. He pushed the photo in front of them and asked, "Have you seen her?"

The boys looked at each other, shook their heads together, and said in unison, "We haven't seen her."

The eyes of Torres standing outside the interrogation room brightened, and she said affirmatively to Al next to her

"No need for that little girl. The twins must know where Grace is. They answered exactly according to Letterman's question. This is the performance of lying. It's a very low-level mistake. These two children should not have been trained the day after tomorrow. , they are born liars."

"I also know a little bit." Al looked at the lie detector machine that had nothing to say, and said sincerely, "To be honest, this is really amazing, you can see through lies that even the most advanced machines can't detect at a glance. "

"Can the chalk and cameras used to mark the scene tell you who the murderer is?" Torres said friendly. "Of course not, but you can lock the area, which we cannot do."

The little girl who had been talking to Foster suddenly said, "Are you guys doing anything but flattering each other?"

When everyone outside the interrogation room looked at her, the girl continued, "Why did you arrest us? Did we do something wrong? I want to go home."

Foster frowned, she pursed her lips and replied patiently and gently, "You are suspects, we are just following the formal procedure, of course, if you can say something to prove your innocence, you can leave here at any time."

The little girl looked at Foster with a sneer, "My grandpa is the sheriff, my parents graduated from the police academy, my brothers and I have both received Boy Scout badges, I have so many walls, how could we crime."

"This doesn't prove anything." Morgan touched the gun uncomfortably. He didn't like the little girl. "Even if your whole family is police or detectives, it doesn't prove that you won't commit crimes."

The little girl raised her head and repeated crisply, "Of course the police don't commit crimes."

Foster carefully read the conversation between the little girl and Morgan, and always felt that something was wrong. She looked at the little girl inquiringly, and found that the little girl kept emphasizing that because they were police scouts, they would not commit crimes.

Foster suddenly thought, is the little girl trying to tell them that they are good people through this, or in this little girl's perception, as long as it is done by the police, whatever is done is right, including killing and dismembering the body.