I'm innocent [Comprehensive British American]

"Rocker was arrested by the police." Torres leaned on the table and looked at Dr. Letterman with a tilted head, "We should help him, how could he hurt someone with a gun, even if he is not calm, he will not be here That's what the police department does."

"What's going on?" Dr. Letterman asked suspiciously, "Didn't he go with Dr. Rhett to accompany Qiu Chengke?"

"They met Bud, former agent Bud Frank." Torres handed the text message from Qiu Chengke to Dr. Letterman, "Both Qiu Chengke and Rocker are under control at the police station. There was a deep knife wound on the shoulder, but Qiu Chengke was sure he only scratched Bud's flesh, and it looked like Bud fucked them all."

Dr. Laitman frowned and pondered, "Can't Rhett be sure?"

"Dr. Red is missing, and BAU is tracking it." Torres replied.

"Then they are miserable, all of this is really a coincidence." Dr. Letterman leaned on the table and said with a pouted mouth, "BAU can't give up rescuing Rhett, we can't leave Locker alone, someone wants us to get busy."

"You mean, Great Collector?"

"Who knows, isn't the big collector we planned to do soon?" Dr. Letterman shrugged and said, "The woman we caught was just an ordinary buyer. She has already exposed the existence of big collectors. Even though we have to suspend our plans for now, big collectors have become our main mission, so..."

Dr. Lightman said with a headache, "There are only two possibilities for the reason why they put in so much effort to stop us. First, they want to use time to transfer materials, living people or goods that have not yet had time to trade. The second is that they have a This is a very important transaction and cannot be disturbed, if it is the second type, then the identity of the buyer must not be simple."

"But this is just our guess, and we need someone to confirm it for us." Dr. Letterman pursed the corners of his lips and put on his coat, "Let's go, we happen to be on this continent, let's hurry over there Chat with that ex-Agent Bud."

Qiu Chengke sat quietly on the chair, staring at the door of the interrogation room calmly. Gordon told him that he had contacted the FBI agents distributed here and was tracking Reid. Reid would be fine, so let him be honest. At the police station, don't cause any accidents, keep an eye on Bud Frank, and wait for Dr. Letterman to help.

Rocker was in another room, and there were only two police officers sitting opposite him. They were holding notebooks and staring at him as if they were dangerous objects.

"Name." One of the policemen asked.

Qiu Chengke knew him, the Valita he had handed over to Bud before, and he and Bud seemed to have a good relationship.

Qiu Chengke ignored him, but sat upright with his eyelids slightly lowered.

Before the police officer spoke again, Qiu Chengke suddenly said coldly, "Bud, you are very similar to someone I've seen before."

He looked towards the window of the interrogation room. People outside could see him and hear his words. Locker's interrogation hadn't started yet, and Bud must be watching him outside now.

"He also has a nice skin and an interesting organization." Qiu Chengke stood up from his chair and walked slowly towards the window. He looked at the tense policemen and said softly:

"First of all, you have not found any evidence that I deliberately hurt Bud. With the evidence you have collected so far, neither Rocker nor I can be found guilty. I remember that at this time, you need to assume that we are innocent, at most we are criminal suspects. person, rather than interrogating me as a prisoner."

"It's out of procedure and illegal for you to arrest me and Rocker now. Bud's wound was cut just now, and it has nothing to do with me. If you still want to restrict my personal freedom with such clumsy reasons, Just be quiet, don't tear yourself apart, America not only has police, but you are not the only one here." Qiu Chengke's speech was not fast, and his tone was casual, as if he was chatting about family matters, and his expression was very natural.

The police officer snorted coldly, stood up and said righteously, "Sit down! Cooperate with the investigation!"

"Shh, be quiet." Qiu Chengke bent down and approached the policeman, he patted the policeman's chest, Bud had stuffed something into it for bribery.

Qiu Chengke lowered his voice and said to the policeman, "Don't try to scare me with the accusation of insulting the police and assaulting the police. You know what you have received yourself."

After finishing speaking, Qiu Chengke looked away and ignored the police officers. He knew in his heart that after he said these words, he would definitely become the target of some people, but these few police officers would not blatantly embarrass him here. After all, there are only three policemen in this police station. There were problems with the four policemen, but the others were fine, and Gordon and the others knew that he and Rocker were here, so it was obviously unrealistic to deal with them in private.

He cannot openly resist the arrest and investigation of the police. Any radical behavior may be judged as assaulting the police, and the police cannot use drastic methods against him, because it violates human rights.

Qiu Chengke didn't break the handcuffs, but stood in front of the glass of the interrogation room wearing them.

Qiu Chengke half-closed his eyelids, and said calmly, "My friend who only met once established a magical organization and did all kinds of bad things there. You are very similar to him, but you are far worse than him. You just A hawk dog at the mercy of others, at best a beautiful hawk dog, oh yes, let me think about what that is called..."

Qiu Chengke recalled the news sent by Gordon, he was silent for a moment and said suddenly, "Great collector, I guess, you must not be a top-ranked person, you have achieved nothing in the camp of justice, and you have done nothing after being thrown into darkness..."

Before Qiu Chengke finished speaking, Bud opened the door and walked in. He stood three meters away from Qiu Chengke, with gauze tied on his shoulders, and smiled friendlyly at Qiu Chengke.

The action seemed to touch the wound, he took a deep breath in pain, and grinned, "Who are you waiting for? Dr. Letterman, right? Wait for him to prove my guilt."

He blinked and smiled at Qiu Chengke, "You keep talking to me, trying to attract my attention, and afraid that I will leave here. In fact, you don't have to do this at all. I am a victim. I didn't commit a crime at all. Why did you leave?"

"You are very confident in your lying skills." Qiu Chengke could vaguely feel Bud's hostility towards him, but from Bud's expression, he couldn't see anything wrong. Qiu Chengke sighed and said sincerely, "You lied." Really great."

Bud's smile became deeper and deeper, and he leaned close to Qiu Chengke's ear and said in a hoarse voice, "Do you know that when I first saw you, I really wanted to skin you."

Qiu Chengke was stunned for a moment, then suddenly sneered, he turned his head and said softly to Bud, "Then do you know that when I first saw you, I wanted to kill you with a knife."

Bud still maintained that friendly expression, he took a step back, swayed his body back and forth, and said to Qiu Chengke, "We'll wait and see."

Qiu Chengke watched Bud walk out of the interrogation room, knowing that after Bud went out, it would be very difficult to find him, but there were two policemen behind Qiu Chengke, so he couldn't do much.

He went back to his chair and dozed off, and then it was the FBI's business.

………………

"How's Qiu Chengke going?" Gordon asked Morgan beside him while looking at the dot representing Red on the screen.

"He didn't cry or make a fuss, he stayed in the police station honestly." Morgan pondered, "Dr. Letterman can get them out in another 10 minutes, and the agents ambushing outside haven't seen Bud for the time being." come out."

"Let them pay attention to the police cars coming in and out." Gordon said without turning his head. "The big collector has too few clues. Bud can't lose it. He must know more than that buyer."

On the screen, the dot representing Reid had stopped for more than 3 minutes, and then the dot began to move slowly.

Gordon nodded, and said in a deep voice, "It seems that we have arrived. They have started to collect things. Taber Road, let the agents behind follow."

"They don't need much time to deal with Rhett," Morgan said worriedly.

Gordon looked at Morgan and raised his brows, "Our little doctor is not that easy to deal with, at least it won't be a problem to delay for a few minutes."

"Gordon, Dr. Letterman's team has rushed over." Al put down the phone, looked up and said, "The agents didn't see Bud come out, but Dr. Letterman didn't see Bud."

"Tell him that Bud hasn't left, and let him handle the rest." Gordon muttered, listening to the voice of the agent in the headset.

Al shrugged and said to Dr. Letterman on the phone, "You heard that too."

Dr. Letterman stood in the police station, staring at the faces of passing police officers, and said casually, "It seems that someone has hidden Bud, you go to work, let Gordon calm down, your little doctor will be fine. "

"Okay, stay safe."

"I will, I have a bug." Dr. Letterman hung up the phone, he poked his hand in his pocket for a while, and opened a bug and hid it.

He turned his head to Torres, and walked to a policeman on the side together. Torres stepped forward and said, "Hi policeman, we are polygraphers, and we are assisting FBI agents in the investigation. You have arrested us on charges of intentional wounding." However, according to the evidence you have provided so far, Qiu Chengke and Locker only caused minor injuries to Bud. According to federal law, they have not constituted a crime. We have the right to investigate and release them on bail. "

Dr. Letterman looked sideways at the policeman's expression, and before the policeman could reply, he suddenly said, "The bathroom? The interrogation room? No, neither."

He leaned in front of the policeman, almost sticking to his face, "There are not many places he can go." Dr. Letterman turned his gaze to the coffee cup in the policeman's hand, he looked at the policeman's face from the corner of his eye, and took a step back He said softly, "The tea room is ready."

He ignored the police officers, turned around and grabbed a female police officer to ask where she was, then strode towards the tea room.

Bud was drinking coffee leisurely inside, he greeted Dr. Letterman who broke in, and Torres trotted in and looked at Bud suspiciously.

"Long time no see, Bud." Dr. Letterman reached out his hand and shook Bud. Time was running out, and he could interrogate Bud later, so there was no need to drag too much time here.

After shaking hands, Dr. Letterman went straight to the point and said, "Sorry, Rocker hurt you, are you having a conflict?"

"Well, there are some differences of opinion." Bud said regretfully, "I regard him as a very good friend."

"Say it again." Dr. Letterman moved closer to Bud's face, "I'll listen to what you said just now."

"He's my best friend." Bud didn't care about Dr. Letterman's faux pas, he said seriously and sincerely.

Dr. Letterman nodded thoughtfully, and he waved to Bud, signaling him to continue drinking coffee and leave him alone.

After leaving the tea room, Torres frowned tightly, grabbed Dr. Letterman and said in a low voice, "Is there really something wrong with Bud? He didn't lie, and all his micro-expressions matched the content and emotion of what he said. "

Dr. Letterman's movements paused, he looked at Torres, and grinned, "If you can slow down the video now, you won't think so, he just had two completely contradictory micro-expressions on his face, Torres , don't you think his expression is too obvious?"

Dr. Laitman paused, pointed to his face and said, "He is also an excellent lie detector, and he is familiar with what emotion corresponds to what micro-expression. When he just heard Rocker, one side of his mouth was raised, contemptuously, and then He frowned on the occasion and made a helpless wry smile. Do you know Torres, he didn't lie, he quickly made two completely different micro-expressions, and the expressions he made deliberately were naturally And obviously, it's easy to convince you that it's his instinctive reaction."

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