Meng Fei understood.
These damn Xizhou people. What they mean is that if you sign the agreement obediently, then we will follow the agreement and follow the law. If you don't sign it, there is no law.
"You can't guarantee where you will die."
Translated into human terms it means you can go out but not necessarily in the form of a living creature.
"OK."
Meng Fei immediately changed his strategy.
"If I have to sign an agreement, I should at least know what's going on, right?"
"You don't remember what happened?"
The administrator in yellow asked while tapping the keyboard with thick gloves.
"I remember."
"Then tell me what happened."
"I woke up early in the morning to defecate, and when I finished, a bunch of security personnel rushed in and kicked open the door to let me out. As soon as I went out, I was knocked unconscious by a grab bag, and I woke up here."
Meng Fei tried to make some gestures. But this is impossible.
His hands and feet were tied to an iron chair with restraints. The light shone on his face, but he didn't feel dazzling. Because his eyes were covered with a black silk scarf.
This scarf did not affect his ability to see the other person, but it effectively prevented the other person from seeing his eyes. What’s even more interesting is that the material of the scarf is very special and blocks his brain waves!
So he politely told the true story of what happened, but skipped the content related to the bloody steel piece.
"anything else?"
"What else can you say? Kill someone? Who was killed?"
Hearing Meng Fei's rhetorical question, the administrator typed a few words.
"It's normal that you don't remember. As a person about to undergo psychiatric treatment, you have the right to know what happened."
Then he raised his head, the camera on the mask made a hissing sound, and adjusted its direction to focus on the prisoner opposite.
"Security rushed into the restroom because someone pressed the emergency button in the restroom.
"After we entered the bathroom, we found that the door of cubicle No. 3 was open and a man was sitting on the toilet. His neck artery was cut with a sharp instrument and he was dead. The emergency button was pressed by the deceased.
"The deceased's name was Sero, a local, and he was fifty-six years old. According to my understanding, he had good relationships with others in residential area No. 13, which is the residential area where you are, and he had no enemies.
"Then the security guards searched the men's restroom. There were a total of five rows and twenty-five cubicles. Apart from the deceased, only cubicle No. 4 in the first row was occupied, which is where you are.
"The murder weapon was found in compartment No. 4, which was a 20-centimeter steel ruler that had been polished and sharpened. There was a little residual blood on the steel ruler, and there were traces of wiping, but no fingerprints were found.
"There are traces of blood on your sleeves and thighs of your pants. The technical department's examination has confirmed that this is the blood of the deceased.
"No one is in the other cubicles. The camera surveillance on the corridor leading to the health area also confirmed that except for the deceased and you, no one went to the health area through the corridor.
"So you are the only possible murderer, is there any doubt? In order to prevent you from continuing to kill people and posing a threat to the residents here, we must give you the correct treatment."
Meng Fei sneered and shook his head. He already understood the other party's intentions, so it wouldn't be that difficult to deal with them.
"No, no, no, if you think that my signature to accept detention will solve your problems, you are totally wrong.
"Detaining me will only give you a false sense of security and make you relax your vigilance. The real murderer is at large and looking for opportunities to continue killing people.
"Are you accepting believers for your "Lord of Creator"? If the believers die one by one and the remaining ones are shaken in their faith due to panic, it may affect your master's awakening, right? "
This sentence is straight to the point. The silence on the other end confirmed his statement. Meng Fei immediately struck while the iron was hot and said:
"I am a detective. What if I can produce evidence, catch the real murderer, and help you eliminate threatening factors among believers?
"This is a typical secret room murder case in which the murderer used the secret room environment to frame him, shift the target of the investigation, and successfully escape!"
"Detective? Secret room murder?"
The other person's hands left the keyboard and his head leaned on the back of the chair. Things seem to be interesting now.
He has detained many people in the past, and these people had no other tricks except angrily crying out for injustice and begging for mercy. In the end, they all obediently accepted detention treatment.
This was the first time he saw a self-proclaimed detective who could find evidence to catch the real culprit. It is simply a rare and wonderful plot in a boring life.
"Tell me, how did the real murderer kill someone in the bathroom with only you and the deceased, and then successfully blame you?"
Because the other party was interested, Meng Fei was not in a hurry.
Even if it is just an exchange of information, it is essentially a transaction. Now that he has a bargaining chip, he will take the opportunity to make the other party spit out more.
"As a detective, I need to have as much information as possible. You first talk about the results of your investigation. How do you think the murderer committed the murder and what was the motive for the murder?
"Then I will give you my reasoning and let you get the evidence and catch the real murderer."
The camera hissed twice more, as if it was the voice of the man in yellow thinking. After a second, he had decided that he had nothing to say.
It would be the best thing if this person could catch the real murderer. If not, why not tell him a little more? Regardless of whether he signed or not, he would be arrested and detained immediately.
The people they detained were all gagged, blindfolded, and ears-plugged, bound with restraints, had urinary tubes inserted, and were fed liquid food through their noses to enjoy a life of "good food and drink." What's the use of knowing more like this?
"We speculate that you killed someone randomly. You chose to do it in the morning, when people go to the bathroom, but there are not many people. This way you can find the target without being bumped into by others.
"Through the knob on the stall door, you can easily know whether there is anyone inside. When you find that only stall No. 3 in the first row of the entire bathroom is occupied, you can proceed with peace of mind.
"So you go into cubicle 4 or 2, climb over the top and kill him with a steel ruler. Then you hide in the cubicle, wipe off the fingerprints, and dispose of the murder weapon.
"The murder weapon can be hidden in another compartment, such as in the paper roll barrel in another compartment, so that it is easy to leave other people's fingerprints. In fact, you did the same thing later.
"In the end, you hide in a certain compartment and wait for others to come in, and then you can go out.
"Even if the timing of your entry and exit is somewhat suspicious, it's difficult to have strong evidence against you. Suspicion will fall on the person who has fingerprints on the murder weapon.
"But what you didn't expect was that the deceased pressed the emergency call button on his sleeve before he died. This made you panic.
"You wiped off your fingerprints, climbed over to compartment No. 4, and stuffed the steel ruler into the paper bucket as planned to hide it. So there were blood stains on the paper bucket.
"There are bite marks on your clothes. Maybe they were left during a struggle, or maybe you wanted to tear off the bloody parts and flush them down the toilet.
"But the time is too short, there is too much evidence to process, and what's more serious is that you can't explain why you are the only one who has time to commit the crime.
"So you got caught by me."
The two cameras were staring straight at Meng Fei, as if they were staring at a serial killer.
