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The police took Philip into the interrogation room to follow the procedure.The other party confessed, and the behavior analysis team learned that the cause of the incident was slightly different from their original profile.

Philip's killing was not because of Shirley's grievances, but because - three months ago, he did not get the negotiated high commission after selling the news of Charles's private banquet to the three victimized journalists.In the end, he lacked the money to buy a matching heart from an organ trading organization, causing his sister who suffered from a serious heart disease to miss the best time for heart replacement and died.

The death of his sister became the trigger. When he interviewed Steve, he was sneered at by the other party. So far, the anger of being ridiculed for helping various public figures avoid reporters over the years has been completely ignited.As for him deleting Shirley's photo, it was actually just because he accidentally saw it while taking pictures with Steve's phone.

The reason why Garcia failed to find the key connection was because Philip followed Charles, and there were many opportunities to see the three of them, and there was no need to communicate through electronic devices, so there was no evidence left behind.

Although Philip eventually surrendered and provided all the information he knew about the organ trade organization.However, considering the seriousness of the circumstances and the sensitive occupation of the victim, it is still inevitable that he will spend his entire life in prison.

The case came to an end, but the mysterious organ trading organization that disappeared inevitably left a thorn in the hearts of all police officers.

As for Charles, who learned the truth, it was difficult to accept it psychologically, and was sent back to the hotel by Rick first.When Shirley finished her conversation with the police officer and was about to leave with Beth, she saw Morgan, who had been staying in the meeting room, walking towards her.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Beth greeted Shirley, smiling and nodding to Morgan who was walking towards her.Walk away in a reasonable way, leaving room for two people who clearly need to communicate.

Seeing Morgan standing in front of her with a vague smile, Shirley raised her eyebrows lazily.Approaching him with a smile, listening to his meaningful exclamation, "Oh...officer Davis."

Seeing her lowering her eyes and shrugging her shoulders with a smile, Morgan put his hands in his trouser pockets, and continued in a calm tone: "...you never mentioned that you were a policeman."

"Well...you never asked me about it." Shirley folded her arms and answered jokingly, but the other party's expression clearly showed that he was very concerned about it.She shook her body and explained with a somewhat apologetic smile, "Well, actually that was three years ago... I have always been very self-aware of my somewhat casual work attitude, and I am not a responsible person like you." I am a kind-hearted police officer, so I am really embarrassed to take the initiative to mention..."

After listening to her explanation, Morgan thought for a moment, and soon smiled with relief, "Are you sure you are not a competent police officer?"

Shirley raised her eyebrows solemnly and boasted: "I didn't say I couldn't do it, I just said I wasn't as conscientious as you guys."

After hearing what she said, Morgan couldn't help stretching out his hand and shrugging her shoulders a few times in a funny way, and soon his face turned down, "But speaking of it, what kind of technique did you use to persuade Philip to surrender?"

"It's just... talking about it." Shirley smiled and fell into thought, recalling the situation at that time.

After getting in the car, they sat in the back seat. The two of them were very quiet after driving for a certain distance, until Philip couldn't help but ask, "Miss Davis, the police didn't do anything to you, did they?"

Shirley just looked at the scenery outside the window and smiled, "It's okay, it's just that I haven't had a good rest."

The person in the driver's seat seemed relieved, "Mr. Tyson didn't tell me the destination, where are you going?"

"Hmm..." Shirley withdrew her gaze, rubbed her head and let out a weary sigh, and glanced at the road ahead, "Stop at the convenience store ahead for a while, I want to buy something to eat."

Philip agreed aloud, drove the car some distance away, parked the car outside the store, turned off the engine and was about to get out of the car to help her open the door. She had already opened the car door, "Do you have anything to eat?"

"No...thank you." Waiting outside the police station, he was actually a little hungry.

Shirley laughed a few times, and stepped out of the driver's seat window, "It's okay, I don't want to have dinner alone either."

Philip deleted Shirley's photo precisely because she didn't yell at herself like other public figures.And seeing her sincere smiling face at this moment, he didn't have any doubts in his heart, "Everything is fine."

Shirley didn't say any more, turned around and went to the convenience store to buy several kinds of food, two bottles of water, a pack of cigarettes, a lighter and a knife.Putting down the shopping bag and bending over to tie the shoelaces, she put the knife into the low-top shoe, then lifted the shopping bag and returned to the back seat, "Okay... I don't know what you like to eat, so I just bought some .Now find a place to eat."

Philip: "Where do you want to go?"

Shirley thought for a while and said, "You should be familiar with this, right? Is there a place with a better night view and less noise?"

Philip was in a good mood, as if he was on vacation, "Washington Monument, there shouldn't be many people at this time."

Shirley smiled hesitantly, "But can I eat on it?"

Philip was right after thinking about it, and couldn't help pursing his lips, "...I know there is a place to go, but it's a bit remote."

Shirley straightened her body, peeled off a candy and put it in her mouth, then handed him another one, "Go, anyway, I'm already a little tired of the city's feasting and feasting."

"Okay." Philip smiled, took the candy and put it in his mouth.

After a 10-minute drive, Philip drove Shirley to a somewhat dilapidated garden, and took her to a small pavilion with moonlight shining on the ground, "It feels like there is no other place to see the moon from this location." So deserted, I used to come here often when I was a kid."

Shirley tilted her head to look at her eyes, and smiled, "It seems that I really feel that way."

Philip didn't answer, but just looked at the night sky quietly, and he didn't recover until Shirley said, "Okay, let's see what you like to eat."

Philip nodded, and sat at the place Shirley pointed to, only a shopping bag away from her, and then he just ate and didn't talk anymore.

Until Shirley watched him take a sip of water and stopped eating, she also drank a saliva and stopped.She glanced at the silver necklace with a four-leaf clover on his left wrist, and said with a smile, "What a special bracelet."

He raised his hand to touch it, then looked down, "It was originally a necklace."

"That's it." Shirley took out the cigarette and lighter from the shopping bag, got up and stood beside him, stopped when she wanted to light a cigarette, and asked with a smile, "Do you mind if I smoke in your private garden?" ?”

Philip shook his head repeatedly, watched her take a puff of cigarette, and watched her slightly open her lips and exhale a circle of mist, "She must be very important to you."

"She's my sister." Philip nodded, his voice mixed with helplessness and unwillingness, "God always likes to take good things away."

"I'm sorry for what you've lost." Shirley glanced over at him, and walked to some old trash cans not far away to dust off the cigarette ash, "But he never takes away the memories."

Philip looked up at her and smiled approvingly.Then she watched her take another puff and crushed the cigarette, and watched her fold her arms and approach her, "But not everyone's good things are taken away by God."

Looking at her eyes as if trying to pierce him, Philip felt a little confused and vaguely felt a little dangerous, "...What do you mean?"

Shirley shrugged knowingly, "I feel sorry for what you have lost, and I also feel sorry for what Steve, Thomas, Jameson...'s parents, siblings, wives and children have lost."

Philip looked away, then lowered his head in panic, "...I don't understand what you're talking about."

“Sometimes, when things that people have always had are lost inadvertently, it’s easy to become resentful towards everything around them. Some people handle it well, but others go to extremes, and often end up destroying the original love in their hearts. What I think is beautiful." Shirley seemed to be unable to hear his voice, and said to herself.Seeing the confusion on his face, he added: "I was a policeman, and everything is written on your face."

Philip stood up, stared at her vigilantly, and then saw her smile to himself, "I mean before."

Philip wanted to escape, but his confused mind controlled his legs and he couldn't move, "What do you want to do?"

Shirley took a few steps and stood in front of him, "There is one thing I must remind you first, if you are willing to go back and surrender, of course it would be great; if you are unwilling and try to escape or attack me, I will If I catch you the first time, then the ending will be completely different."

"Why do you..." Philip tried to divert her attention while trying to divert her attention, but suddenly reached out to her.

It's a pity that Shirley, who is always on guard, stopped me halfway, "I can just take this as a misunderstanding...for your sister's sake."

Philip had no choice but to withdraw his hand and touch it, the pain was as if his arm had lost a bone, and he heard Shirley continue: "I may not know much about your living environment or the misfortune you think, but I know very well that there are more people in this world than you. There are many people who are unhappy with you. No matter what you use as an excuse as an inducement, in the end it is just your own emotions. You may think these words are empty, but they are the truth."

Philip looked at her expressionlessly, "I killed four men, and I can easily kill you too."

Shirley stared at him for a while, calmly pressed on, "You want to kill me? In the place where you feel the moon is the warmest? With the only souvenir your sister left you? If you are sure, then come, let I'll see how you want to kill me? Maybe strangle me with your sister's necklace? You must think she's happy and honored by what you've done?"

Philip didn't really want to, let alone couldn't beat her.A sad expression gradually appeared, but Shirley didn't pay much attention, "If you want to talk, this is probably your only chance before going to prison."

Afterwards, the slender Philip spoke with a choked voice about his hard work to pay for the expensive medical bills.Until buying a paired heart from an organ trading organization, to killing in anger after the unfortunate death of her sister, and finally to the habitual killing when telling the truth to the police.

Shirley just stood in front of him smoking a cigarette, waited for his emotions to calm down after listening, and said in a low voice: "I'm afraid this is not what your sister wants to see."

All the forbearance and anger were vented with confession and tears, and Philip, who thought of his inhumane behavior, almost wanted to die, but Shirley stopped him, "I always think that life is precious, let alone death is more precious than years and years. Your self-punishment is too feeble. If you really have the heart to repent, I hope you will surrender yourself."

Philip finally accepted her proposal. Although he was extremely nervous along the way, he still did not break his promise.Accompanied by Shirley, she went outside the police station, walked a few steps and looked back at her, "You should know that once you become one of the few female drivers on the Indy track, it will inevitably attract attention, so why do you still do it?"

Shirley thought for a while, "I need that feeling, but I can't put other people's lives at risk for my own needs. The Indy track is a relatively suitable venue for me."

Philip couldn't help but frowned heartbrokenly, disregarding others for his own, taking her for granted, "God didn't give me a chance to meet you earlier."

Shirley finally showed a smile, "But he gave you a chance to repent."