"You still think I'm talking nonsense, Mr. Sheriff."
Officer Xunli put the pen on the notebook and stretched his finger joints, which were tired from writing.
"Mr. Feibidi, I think the crime scene you just mentioned is achievable. It's okay to say one word and match the mouth shape to the other. This is a unique and creative crime method. I think it can be regarded as The classic cases are written into the textbooks of the police academy, so I believe the facts Mr. Fei Bidi said are very interesting. How did you come up with the idea of using such a method to deceive others? "
Phoebe's chin lifted slightly.
"You are such a brilliant criminal expert! You could patent your skills if you didn't go to jail."
Wang Dengming glared at Officer Xunli: "Brother, this is my case. I shouldn't ask you to take notes."
"You are such an unreasonable commander."
Wang Dengming's police rank is two levels higher than Xun Li's, so even though Xun Li has complaints, he can only talk as if he were a superior and a subordinate, even though they are not from the same police station.
"Knowing that I'm unreasonable, you should know what to do and prepare your transcript. Sheriff Noel will want to read it."
Wang Dengming gave Xun Li a lesson and said, "I agree with what Officer Xun Li said. It is absolutely possible for the two of them to cooperate well, and they can also achieve a certain artistic effect. As for Officer Xun Li, it is a unique style. That's a big mistake. This kind of coordination technique existed in China thousands of years ago. You know, it existed in ancient China thousands of years ago, and it's a fucking textbook! Don't be sentimental! Phoebe Mr. Di, you just said that Steer is not a depressed patient. The real depressed patient is Heather. So those portraits I saw in the room, where he wanted to burn down the Potterman factory, are they not manifestations of depression? "
Fei Bidi: "If you judge whether a person has depression based on a few paintings, Chief Wang, then it may be too early for me to praise you."
"I don't need your praise. I'm just a police officer patrolling the streets of a small town. The main criminal in this case, Porter Manlon, also praised me. He used to be a drama actor who played a villain, just like me. For such a bad guy character, he said that I am a good policeman, just like you praise me as a superb detective, you continue to say, don't talk about me, talk about the case, don't talk about it and you die, I will get into trouble."
"That's a good summary. From his paintings, can't you think that he is an abstractionist? An illusionist?"
Wang Dengming paused.
"You can also say that he is a violent person with abstraction and fantasy."
Officer Xunli: "Chief Wang, do you need to write down this discussion?"
"Write, don't write a single word!"
Officer Xunli muttered: "It's really terrible!"
Wang Dengming felt a little dry in the mouth and asked the nurse for a glass of water. Drinking water was not the most important thing. He needed to use the time to drink water to sort out his confused thoughts.
The head nurse also came in and checked various instruments, including blood pressure and so on, and thought that Fei Bidi could continue the conversation.
While the detective was napping outside, the nurse said, you are dressed like a painter, and it is best not for unknown people to come in.
Wang Dengming was puzzled. Chief Noel said that the detective was dressed like a porter in a slaughterhouse. How come he was a painter in the eyes of the head nurse? Poor detective, when he was an undercover agent, he had to do a lot of hiding his identity. Very accurate.
"Mr. Phoebe, are you suicidal? Do you suffer from depression?"
Wang Dengming asked after drinking the water.
"I have to appreciate you again, how did you know I wanted to commit suicide?"
Whether Febidi committed suicide was not something Wang Dengming asked on a whim. After the corpse was thought to be Febidi herself, whether Febidi committed suicide is the focus of the case.
Feibidi's answer made Xunli raise his head and look at him.
"I know that some veterans will choose to commit suicide when they can't think about it, but you probably won't. You won't be one of those unlucky ones."
Phoebe looked at the window.
"Can you help me open the curtains wider?"
Wang Dengming walked to the window and opened all the curtains.
The morning light filtered in from the window and shone on Phoebe Di's face.
He squinted his eyes and blocked the warm sunlight with his hands.
His face was so pale that there was no blood, and his eyes looked so hollow in the sunlight. At this moment, he was like a body without a soul.
His eyes were not like this just now.
"Hey, Mr. Phoebe, it's not as bad as you think. It's just a jail sentence at most. You can hire a more powerful lawyer."
Phoebe Di slowly turned his face, and he put down his hand and said, "You know, it was a morning like this when she helped me take a bullet. It was a morning like this when she took a bullet for me."
"who is she?"
"Eden."
Officer Xunli stopped writing again.
After a while, Wang Dengming said: "Copperfield said that Eden was a disabled soldier. During a mission, the armored vehicle she and her comrades were in hit a mine. The American armored vehicle was blown up into the sky. Her A hand followed the armored vehicle and flew into the air. Is what he said true?"
"This is a fact."
"How can a disabled soldier take a bullet for you?"
"Blocking the bullet happens before the armored vehicle hits the mine."
Wang Dengming pursed his lips and remained silent.
"Chief, have you thought of something?"
"Is Jake Paul your comrade-in-arms, or is he a fictitious one made by Copperfield?"
"He is my comrade."
"Copperfield said that your relationship with Eden is quite ambiguous, right?"
"have."
"What kind of reconnaissance mission were you and Eden performing at that time? As a female soldier, why did Eden follow the male soldiers in an armored vehicle deep into the isolation zone of the war zone?"
"This involves military secrets and cannot be discussed."
"Okay, how long has it been since Eden took a bullet for you and went on a mission with you."
"About half a month."
"Copperfield said that Eden lost contact with you after she retired, is that true? He also said that you were investigating her."
"Copperfield shouldn't lie for me. After Eden retired, she disappeared for a while, but I found her later, but she---died, she died, she died, she died , you know, she’s dead!”
Feibidi suddenly lost control of her emotions and grabbed the corner of Wang Dengming's clothes. She burst into tears, coughed continuously, and had difficulty breathing. The nurses and doctors in the hospital rushed to rescue her.
Wang Dengming walked to the detective, stroking beads of sweat.
"give me a cigarette."
The detective handed over a cigarette, and after lighting it, Wang Dengming took a strong puff, and almost half of the smoke was burned away.
"Detective, this case is even more fucked up than we thought!"
"This is all arranged by God. We are all coolie policemen. Tell me, what's going on?"
