If the suspect is really innocent and is detained in a high-intensity interrogation for a long time, he will accumulate anger due to injustice, then become angry, or roar loudly, yell at social injustice, and the law enforcement officers are disregarded by human lives.

But Bronchi didn't.

The truly sinful person will become more and more silent.

Those with poor psychological quality may even be tortured by inner guilt, crying and mentally breaking down...

Because the real criminal knows why he entered the bureau.

As long as you repeat it continuously, your feet will be revealed.

But Bronchi is obviously a high-end liar, telling lies and wearing human skin has become a part of his life.

No matter what I ask, they are exactly the same words, obviously they are making a good draft and preparing fake confessions.

Everyone agreed that Sven veterinarian Bronchi must be lying!

Carl asked a few simple questions the night before yesterday, but he didn't know what to do. Bronchi's mouth and spirit were still indestructible.

He had to continue to apply pressure to tear the "decent" of the fake skin veterinarian.

"Your wife, the biochemical test report is out." Carl threw three reports in front of Bronge and said sarcastically:

"Don't you recognize me? Indeed, it's not her anymore, she has become the stranger you are most familiar with."

Bronchi didn't move, and said impatiently:

"Sir, I've been here for nearly forty hours, which will ruin my reputation in the community!"

Haha... Carl suppressed his anger of beating Bronchi, and recalled a fallacy - they just lost their lives, and I lost their reputation.

"As long as your clinic is not open, the news of your arrest will spread in the community. Everyone speculates randomly that your reputation will definitely be out of order. It's better to explain it earlier. Maybe you can perform well and be released on bail."

"Sir, don't waste your time. You keep saying that I'm making a crime. It's useless for me to deny it. Does anyone see it? Is there a surveillance video?" Bronchi said with confidence.

"Do you think that without a suspect confession, no witnesses or surveillance videos, it means there is no evidence? Haha, that's what the lawyer told you?" Carl asked.

"I still say the same thing. I don't know what Brick did, it has nothing to do with me. I did nothing and didn't know anything!" Bronchi said, turning his head.

"There is no confession of the suspect. We have practical and effective evidence. The trial can still determine that you are guilty and punished. Moreover, if you refuse to confess, the presiding judge will consider the circumstances of your refusal to admit your mistakes and never repent. It is not applicable to the voluntary confession of the commutation of sentence. The clause of pursuing slight will be that you will stay for a few more years or even from a reprieve to a death sentence. Bronge, I can only help you here. Actually, I don't understand. Since I have committed a crime, I know clearly in my heart, but I don't cooperate. You have to know that if you haven't found the evidence, we are full and are full and are holding you?" Carl took a sip of tea and moistened his throat. "You and Brick have all taken care of everything, and they have also confessed Gwenter. He will not be able to die. If you don't, wait for Brick to bite you out something, then you will not apply to the commutation of sentence."

Carl took out a piece of white paper from the bottom of the information, wrote and painted, and said, "I will analyze it for you. If you confess, he will not confess, you will be suspended for death, he will be sentenced to death, you will be sentenced to death, you will be sentenced to death, he will be sentenced to death, you will be sentenced to death," Carl showed the analysis diagram written to Bronchi and announced the conclusion:

"If you see clearly or not, only confession is a life-saving measure."

Bronchi asked: "Where are neither confessing?"

"This doesn't exist because he said everything. We are asking the details. The result will come soon. Do you want to bet?" Carl asked Bronge tightly and seamlessly:

"I will talk about all the activities on September 5, 1021 that day, from the morning to the next day."

"Sir, you have asked hundreds of times. When you handle the case, don't communicate with each other? Isn't it recorded it? And this is my personal privacy..."

"You put your personal privacy above public safety, refuse to cooperate with agents in handling cases, and are suspected of hindering official duties, but you are not in the mood, why do you refuse to cooperate? All your confessions are recorded and judges will refer to them. If you confess honestly, you can still give the judge a good impression."

Carl emphasized the three words "good impression".

Bronchi hesitated for a while and said, "I got up at 8:30, washed my breakfast, and went down to work in the clinic. After work, I went upstairs and went home at 6:00, after dinner, I went down for an hour's walk..."

"When is the time to finish supper? When is the time to take a walk?" Carl interrupted.

"About 7:30, go down for a walk at 8 o'clock, go home at around 9 o'clock, read a while, and go to bed at 10 o'clock."

Bronchi's words were exactly the same as before, without any words or a difference.

Carl didn't agree.

"This is the surveillance video you were scouting the site near the home of the deceased in Lianhua Community. You are very smart and avoid the surveillance video of the road surface and other communities. However, the driving recorder and mobile camera that drove through the community can't avoid it."

Carl raised the dash cam camera and took the printed picture, which was level with Bronchi's sight, allowing Bronchi to see the evidence of the crime.

"If you call walking a spot, then all the people walking in the community are suspected." Bronchi slowly retorted.

"The fifth picture, you frequently looked up and were photographed by the pet camera on the opposite building."

"This doesn't mean anything. I'm looking at the sky and the clouds!" Bronchi made many excuses and lies were easy to pick up.

"You are visually measuring the distance and estimating the amount of sand you need to kill Winnasha."

Carl printed pictures of the sand scratches on the scene and threw them in front of Bronge.

It was a dense line covered with sand and blood-stained lines such as the roommate of the first deceased.

And turn on voice-over instructions mode:

"Do I need me to remind you? At the crime scene, you manipulated the sand and left traces. A residential area heard the sound. He went out to check, saw the sand doing evil and left the scene. The sand was found in your home and the pet hospital! There were blood stains of Winnasha on it!"

Carl watched Bronchi's calmness while still froze on his face, and the latter stared at Carl

This is a typical manifestation of resistance, resisting one's inner thoughts of wanting to recognize the other person.

Bronchi doesn't want to admit this fact!

The sand grains with Winnasha's blood were very small and almost ignored by the whole world.

It was Carl's footprints that insisted on finding the Mayan sacrificial case, which made the young agents' carpet-style searches unexpectedly.

The forensic department found the blood stains on it, which belonged to Wen Nasha, and they were all happy during the Chinese New Year.

This is by far the most direct and powerful evidence that can accuse Bronchi!

It is more direct and effective than the Bronch fingerprints stained with Winnasha's blood.

"Sir, I don't know what you are talking about. How do I know if someone framed me with blood? And it's the first time I've seen the sand that can kill people."

"Stop pretending, didn't you watch TV news? You said the day before yesterday that you read the news. Brick used sand to destroy the building. Why did you kill someone when you saw sand for the first time?"

Carl sarcastically said.

"There are so many people coming and going in the clinic every day, and someone must be blamed on me!"

"Let me remind you again that your house has also found sand in the murder weapon. Will the nurses and patients in the clinic also go to your house? Bronchi, no matter how quibbling you, the facts will not change. Let me be honest, don't struggle fearlessly and tell some useless lies."

"I did nothing, I didn't know anything. I don't know who blamed me for this sand. You know, sir, that my clinic business is very good, and my peers can do anything."
Chapter completed!