"So, Mr. Hu, I'm afraid you have to go back to the police station with us now." John McCarron stared at Hu Qing coldly: "I didn't expect that someone would be secretly photographed when committing murder in such a hidden alley. Bar?"
With that said, John McCarron walked towards Hu Qing and took out the handcuffs from his waist.
His muscles are also tense at the same time, ready to take action at any time. If the suspect resists, he will be happy to take action.
In the past, he had always encountered such ignorant prisoners.
Kalinda explained to John McCarron with a gloomy face: "Officer, there is definitely a misunderstanding. Hu has been with me all the time. It is impossible for him to kill someone. The video must be faked."
Hu Qing was also full of doubts.
He spent the afternoon with Kalinda in the hotel, and even went crazy again in the bathtub in the evening. How could he kill someone?
This was obviously someone deliberately setting him up.
But who is so deliberately plotting against him?
He just came to New York, and he had no enemies here at all.
Naturally, John McCarron would not easily believe Kalinda's words: "Ma'am, we are already doing technical appraisal on the video, and we have found the murder weapon and got fingerprints on it."
"Fingerprints can't lie. Besides, madam, since you claimed to be with him at the time, I'm afraid you have to go to the police station with me to record a statement."
These words made Kalinda even more annoyed.
She wanted to hit someone. Even though the police chief was so strong, she could easily knock him down and beat him until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.
Hu Qing hurriedly reassured: "Kalinda, let's cooperate with this police officer. The video fraud can be detected. It's useless if the fingerprints can't match mine."
He still trusts McCarron.
As long as these are fake, the super detective won't be fooled.
John McCarron looked at Hu Qing: "It seems that you are very confident. I hope this certainty will not disappoint you."
He didn't make any conclusions immediately. Many times the evidence seemed solid, but the results were indeed absurd. However, some people seemed relaxed and confident on the surface, but would soon panic when faced with the facts.
Seeing that Hu Qing had no intention of taking action, Kalinda sighed and could only cooperate and get into a police car with Hu Qing.
This scene was noticed by a figure in the away passage of the arena.
This figure turned out to be Ryan, the Nets star who dominated the game just now.
Watching Hu Qing and Kalinda being taken into the police car, a smile appeared on his lips.
If the evidence is conclusive, he will either go to jail or escape and become a wanted criminal.
But no matter which way, his goal was achieved.
It was obviously him who framed Hu Qing.
Seeing that Hu Qing and Kalinda were cooperating, John McCarron had no intention of continuing to waste time here.
He directly led people into the police car, started it, left the arena, and headed to the police station.
After the police cars left, the fans who were watching at the scene all made a noise and talked about it.
Then I saw a wonderful game at the stadium, and when I came out, I could see this real-life police and gangster drama.
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Back at the police station, John McCarron immediately asked someone to extract Hu Qing's fingerprints and then conduct fingerprint matching.
They have extracted fingerprints from the murder weapon and matched the other party's fingerprints stored three years ago in the information database. As long as the other party's fingerprints match the fingerprints stored in the information database, that is ironclad evidence.
Hu Qing was also very cooperative.
It was Kalinda who was angrily accepting a police officer's transcript.
"Ma'am, where were you around evening time?"
“In the hotel room!”
"Who are you with? What are you doing?"
"In the hotel, with my boyfriend, don't ask me what I'm doing, don't you have any brains? You know what I'm doing just thinking about it."
"Uh!" The police officer didn't know how to continue.
Hu Qing smiled when he saw Kalinda's angry and taunting look.
This banshee has such a cute side.
John McCarron saw Hu Qing still looking so relaxed and said: "You can still be so relaxed at this time. Either you are innocent, or I have to admire your psychological quality."
"I am innocent to begin with!" Hu Qing waved his hand and said.
No matter who was trying to frame him, technology couldn't be perfect. He had never touched the murder weapon, and the fingerprints on it couldn't possibly be his.
These are all flaws.
Otherwise, could anyone really find someone who looked exactly like him, even with the same fingerprints, to frame him?
A moment later, a technician walked in: "Detective McCarran, we have finished analyzing the video. It is the original video without any processing or modification at all."
"In other words, the video can be used as evidence?" John McCarron said, his eyes already staring at Hu Qing.
Hu Qing frowned.
The video has not been modified?
Is there really an identical person framing him?
Worse news came when another police officer trotted in and reported: "Officer McCarran, the fingerprints are a perfect match."
"Sir, I'm afraid you have to explain your motive for the murder now, and you have to think about how to get the judge to give you a lighter sentence." McCarron's tone was already a little cold, and the ironclad evidence made him look at Hu with a bad look. green.
"Fuck..." Hu Qing cursed again.
Framing him in such a short period of time is simply not something that ordinary people can do.
Information about a monster suddenly appeared in his mind.
He had seen information about this monster in mysterious legends, and he had also seen it in evil forces in his previous life.
Moreover, he connected all the clues at once, including the murder case at the airport.
Hu Qing said to John McCarron: "Officer McCarran, I want to know who the murderer of this case is. It's a monster called a shape-shifter. I don't think you will believe me."
"Mr. Hu, just know that I don't believe it. There is no shapeshifter. The murderer is you!" John McCarron didn't realize that he was a fool and would believe the other party's lies: "Now, you always say that you are the best Good choice..."
Before John McCarran could finish speaking, Hu Qing interrupted him directly: "Officer McCarran, I don't want you to believe it. I'm informing you now that I have taken over this case."
"What?" John McCarron was confused at the moment, and even felt angry in his heart.
Is there something wrong with this guy's brain? As a murderer, he actually said that he would take over the case?
The police officers next to him also looked at Hu Qing blankly. Is the murderer kidding?
"If you want to prove that there is something wrong with your brain now, I'm sorry, it's too late. Many people have done this before, but they all failed." John McCarron smiled, and he felt that he had seen through it. Hu Qing’s intention.
Hu Qing shook his head and was too lazy to talk nonsense. He directly threw the FBI ID that Nutrilite gave him to John McCarron and said: "Officer McCarran, let me inform you once again that I am responsible for this case."
When John McCarron heard this again, he was about to get angry but looked at the FBI ID in his hand in astonishment.
That special golden edge is a certificate only available to FBI bosses with very high authority levels.
Are you kidding? The other party is a high-level FBI boss? There is no one in the Stars and Stripes Kingdom who can climb to this position at such a young age, not to mention that the other party is of Chinese origin.
"Check the ID number!" Although John McCarron was full of disbelief, he was still very cautious sometimes.
The police officer next to him opened his mouth in astonishment when he took the ID. As a police insider, he had naturally heard of FBI, a special ID with golden characters.
I was even warned when I was training to become a police officer. People who encounter this kind of ID should be obedient and don't ask anything or inquire about anything, so as not to cause trouble to themselves and the police station.
The police officer did not dare to hesitate. He immediately logged into the police intranet and applied to see the ID number from the FBI. After a moment, he looked at John McCarran in shock: "Officer McCarran..."
"Is the document fake?" John McCarron asked.
The police officer shook his head hastily: "I don't have enough authority!"
John McCarron was stunned, and immediately stepped forward and began to enter his police number to check.
"You have insufficient permissions to view the current number!"
The same prompt appeared, which made John McCarron open his mouth and look at Hu Qing in disbelief.
How could the FBI really have such a young boss?
However, Hu Qing raised his hand and motioned to Zeng John McCarron about the handcuffs in his hand.
The police officer did not dare to hesitate at all, and hurriedly stepped forward to unlock Hu Qing's handcuffs, and then backed away with a nod and a smile on his face.
Hu Qing looked at John McCarran again: "Officer McCarran, I will inform you now that I will mobilize you and your men to cooperate with me in handling the case. Although it is not a systematic one, it should be okay, right?"
The corners of John McCarron's mouth twitched, and this sudden change made him unable to calm down.
Moreover, he was a person who wanted to get to the bottom of things. He gritted his teeth and said, "What the hell is going on? I need a reason to convince me. Otherwise, you will still be the murderer of this case to me, even if you are in high school." FBI authority."
"Hey!" Hu Qing sighed, why is this guy's character the same as in the previous movie? No wonder even his son begs him.
Someone else put on small shoes for him directly.
Hu Qing still explained: "I have already said that the murderer is a shape-shifter, a supernatural monster."
John McCarron looked at Hu Qing in astonishment: "Mr. Hu, I think you treat me as a fool? How can there be any supernatural creatures in this world?"
"Really?" Hu Qing looked at John McCarron teasingly, then turned to look at the female ghost next to him.
Liu Qingqing understood immediately.
John McCarron was even more confused when he saw this. What does the air next to him mean? Is it possible that there are invisible ghosts there?
The next moment, his eyes widened in disbelief. He found a terrifying force coming from his body, and his whole body was sent flying backwards and hit the wall.
Moreover, his strong body was hung directly on the wall, firmly attached to it and unable to move.
At that moment, McCarron was dumbfounded.
