"No problem." The Sheriff smiled.
Mo Cheng then said: "Give me another map, the most detailed map!"
The chief of security frowned, but he agreed. Seeing Mo Cheng and Newton pretending, the chief of security only felt funny.
"Okay, I'll bring it to you right away."
Just as the chief of security was about to leave, Mo Cheng's voice sounded again.
"And two cups of coffee, thank you."
The chief of security turned his head, took a deep look at the two people who were concentrating on checking the information, said nothing, smiled, and left here.
Mo Cheng looked at the only three pieces of information expressionlessly.
The first one was a portrait of Gradir, and his appearance was no different from what he said.
Mo Cheng glanced twice and passed.
The second record is the case Gradier is currently committing.
In three years, he committed more than 300 crimes, and on average, one person was killed every three or four days.
Moreover, the targets of infringement cover all age groups.
But they all meet one condition: they are good-looking and enough to attract his attention.
However, even though there were so many cases, very little information was left behind. Most of the cases were recorded in just a few words.
The victims were not named.
Mo Cheng frowned and saw a line of small print in the record below.
'Most of the cases were destroyed at the request of the victims, who thought they were sorry for Gradir. '
Seeing this sentence, Mo Cheng was stunned. Why would the victim feel that he was at fault?
Mo Cheng didn't want to understand.
Giving up thinking, Mo Cheng turned over the last piece of paper. There was only one case recorded on it.
That's the whole process of the Mrs. Babylon case.
Mo Chengzai read it carefully several times, and found that it was basically not much different from what the chief of security said.
But the records here are more detailed, such as how Mrs. Babylon and Gradir met.
The two of them met at a dance in Beijing. The two of them developed very quickly. In less than three days, the two of them were frequenting various social places.
We can meet each other every time.
Mo Cheng thought about it carefully. Mrs. Babylon is a noble and her husband is also an artist. The ball attended by the two of them will definitely not be too low-class.
But today Hu Xier met Gradir in a fairly friendly tavern.
He had also seen Gradir. Although he was neatly dressed, he did not look like a noble.
But what is recorded above is the frequent contact with Mrs. Babylon.
He even hand-painted a portrait of himself and Mrs. Babylon when they were together. It is said that the painting was pretty good.
These clues indicate that Gradir was either a very successful businessman or a noble.
At this moment, the sound of opening the door suddenly appeared, interrupting Mo Cheng's thinking.
Mo Cheng turned his head, looked at the chief of security, and said calmly: "Give Newton the map."
Newton took the map and asked Mo Cheng: "Why are you giving me the map? I can't read it."
Mo Cheng glanced at Newton and said, "You don't need to be able to read a map. I need to calculate Gradir's movement speed."
Mo Cheng glanced at the current time: "It has been two hours since we met Gradil. When I fired, it only took him five minutes to escape from my shooting."
"That is to say, it took you five minutes to find Hu Xier and me from the alley, which is 150 meters away..."
"Do you understand what I mean?" Mo Cheng looked at Newton.
Newton nodded: "This is simple, just calculate how far Gradier can run in one hour."
"Yes, that's what I mean." Gradier nodded.
"Then, let's figure this out, and then what?" Newton became interested and asked curiously.
"I need you to find the location where we met Gradir on the map and draw a circle..."
Newton said first: "The diameter uses Gradir's movement distance?"
Mo Cheng nodded: "Yes."
"Okay, no problem."
Seeing what the two people were talking about about diameter and roundness, the chief of security was stunned for a moment. Their investigation had never been so troublesome before.
This has never happened before.
Mo Cheng glanced at the Chief of Security and said calmly: "Chief of Security, I need to interrogate the prisoners you arrested."
"Oh, no problem." The chief of security nodded.
The chief of security led Mo Cheng to the interrogation room quickly, where the prisoner who caused trouble tonight was caught.
They were regretting why they messed with that woman.
Otherwise, I wouldn't be in jail here, and I would still be serving a life sentence.
When they saw Mo Cheng walking in, they were stunned and begged for mercy: "We were wrong, please let it go."
Mo Cheng glanced at them and said indifferently: "Next, I will ask and you will answer."
Everyone saw that Mo Cheng had no intention of letting them go, and they didn't want to talk to Mo Cheng either.
Mo Cheng said coldly: "If you answer to my satisfaction, I will tell the chief of security and exempt you from life imprisonment."
In fact, the so-called life sentence does not exist at all. No matter how powerful the badge Newton holds, he cannot easily sentence them to life imprisonment.
This was just what those soldiers said to try to prevaricate Newton.
But these big British men, who were full of muscles and alcohol, didn't think so. In their eyes, these British soldiers could convict them.
"Master, if you ask, we will tell you everything we know."
These prisoners changed their previous attitude and said flatteringly.
Mo Cheng nodded and asked: "Do you know Gradil, who instigated you to intercept that Long Yan woman."
Everyone was talking at once. Mo Cheng frowned slightly and said calmly: "Come one by one, you first."
The big British man who was pointed at by Mo Cheng said nervously: "That Long Yan woman started drinking with us... We were not convinced and wanted to teach her a lesson. Then someone suggested blocking her, so we went."
"Who proposed it?"
Everyone thought for a while, but they just couldn't remember who it was.
"He didn't come?"
"He followed us. You forgot that he was still talking at the scene."
"Yeah...but where is he?"
"If I were to hear that voice, I would definitely recognize it."
Mo Cheng frowned and labeled Gradier again in his mind. This person's voice can be disguised.
It seemed that these prisoners couldn't ask anything else, but Mo Cheng still found some useful information.
He stood up and left without leaving a word.
These people panicked.
"Master, don't leave!"
After Mo Cheng left, these prisoners wailed in pain and were sentenced to life imprisonment. Britain's prisons were not a good place to stay.
The soldier looked at these people and couldn't help but remind him: "What are you arguing about? You will be free in fifteen days."
