North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI Chapter 123

  Chapter 123 I like the cutie who tells the truth (add more for 'doing salted fish on the other side of the coin')

  Camille was half-surprised and half-joyed: "So you look like this. The mask last time scared me. By the way, Mr. Dean, why did you appear here, don't you?"

  She seemed to realize that something was wrong, and subconsciously took a step back.

  Dean took out his police badge speechlessly: "I'm a detective from the Police Detective Bureau. I'm here to find Yang Di. Are you her classmate?"

  See police badge.

   Heard Yang Di's name again.

   Camille breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, I am Yang Di's roommate. She is not in good condition now, so I came to visit her."

  She thought that Dean was following her and found this place.

   Now it seems that it is because of the disgusting incident that Yang Di encountered.

open the door.

   Camille pointed to the back room: "Yang Di's parents are working outside, and they don't come back until after nine o'clock in the evening. Yang Di just fell asleep. If possible, Detective Dean, can you let her sleep for a while?"

"I'm not in a hurry." After scanning the room, Dean paused his eyes on a pile of iron cages in the corner, and then casually said: "Camille, I thought you were a high school student, but I didn't expect you to be a high school student." Yang Di's classmate, speaking of it, that school doesn't seem to have a very good reputation."

   "I can't help it, I don't like studying, and my family has no money, so I can only get a college degree." Camille is very optimistic: "Pharmacy is also very interesting. I plan to take the postgraduate entrance examination and switch to a veterinarian."

   said.

She looked at Dean slyly: "By the way, you just said that I look like a high school student, and you called me sweet and cute on the phone. You don't like girls who are fifteen or sixteen years old. This is a very dangerous thing." .”

  In the United States, intermarriage is allowed in some states.

   But excluding Los Angeles.

  California's current law is: if an adult male has **** with a minor between the ages of 14 and 17, even if both parties are consensual, it is illegal.

   Go to jail or pay.

   One report and one standard.

  There are often men who can't control their lower body, and they are blackmailed by the little sisters.

   "Camille, you are slandering a young and outstanding police detective." Dean rolled his eyes: "And I have no shortage of targets."

   "But you said before that you were going to confess to the goddess you have had a crush on for many years." Camille was a little unconvinced.

   "That's teaching my little brother how to pick up girls."

  Dean stopped the topic: "Since your classmate is sleeping, is it convenient for you to answer some questions for me?"

Camille sat on the sofa and raised her feet, revealing her slender thighs in thick white cashmere stockings: "Ask, I have a good relationship with Yang Di, and I know a lot about that disgusting incident, so I should be able to give you Some help."

  Dean organized his language before he said: "Because the school's evaluation of Yang Di is not very good, so I want to get to know her first."

"They're farting!", Camille showed disgust on his face: "It must be that old man Atomani, he is old, but he doesn't care about his family, and has an ambiguous relationship with that **** Sophie, so he slandered Yang Di like this .”

   "Atomani? Is that the professor who threatened Yang Di?"

   "Yes, I saw Sophie in that Attomani's car with my own eyes, help him bite!" Camille paused, and added:

   "By the way, Sophie is the mastermind who invited Yang Di to participate in the silver party.

  I was not there at the time, and Yang Di seldom had contact with others, so he didn't know much about these things. He was squeezed out by those self-deprecating stinky bitches, and then followed.

  By the time I got back to the dormitory, it was already late,

   Fortunately, that **** Sophie is missing.

   I wish she died outside! "

  She was obviously very upset with Sophie, even in front of the police detective Dean, she directly said that she wanted Sophie to die outside.

  Dean withdrew his gaze from observing Camille's expression and posture: "Sophie has used this trick on many girls?"

   "Almost, I talked to Yang Di about this before.

  But she was too timid to offend anyone, and it was daytime and there were many girls there, so she thought nothing would happen.

  She doesn't know that those whores have been through these things before, but they choose to degenerate themselves, and they especially expect others to experience the same things as them.

   It's like making others as unfortunate as them, so they don't have to worry about others looking at them strangely. "

  Camille became more and more angry as she talked, **** with both hands, Tong Yan's face flushed as if she had drunk too much wine.

  Dean's eyes narrowed slightly.

  Camille is glossing over his question!

  Dean got up, and under Camille's surprised gaze, he leaned in front of her, looked directly at her flickering panic eyes, and repeated: "Sophie has used this trick on many girls?"

   Camille wants to back off.

   But behind her is the back of the sofa.

   Camille couldn't avoid it, so he could only close his eyes tremblingly and said in horror: "Don't do this, I'm scared."

  Because they were too close.

  The girl's unique waxy and sweet breath hit Dean's face, with a little heat, coupled with the girl's eyes closed and panicked, it was very attractive.

  Dean's eyes were only cold:

  "Since entering the room, you have used no less than three psychological hints to me, tried and seduced me twice, answered my questions, and used the montage narrative method habitually.

   My patience is limited.

   Now tell me about your relationship with Sophie! "

   After Camille knew that Dean was a police detective, every word he spoke had a purpose:

  The first psychological hint: remind myself that I have a very good relationship with Yang Di.

  The second psychological hint: Sophie has harmed many people and has many enemies.

  Third psychological hint: I hate Sophie and the people around her so much because of the above two reasons.

  After three steps are prepared.

   She confronts Dean with this last question, using a montage of narratives.

  Montage narration is a trick that some people subconsciously use when deceiving others: through language narration, time and space are confused, facts are distorted, and responsibility is reduced.

  The words are all the truth.

   But the meaning expressed is completely different.

for example:

  The woman I like is married (I like other people's wives).

   I divorced her, she was with someone else, I hit her (I hit her, she divorced me, was with someone else).

   This thing is self-taught.

  But those who can use it skillfully are often repeat offenders.

   Camille is just that.

  Although she answered Dean's question, she didn't lie.

  But it feels like reminding Dean again: The reason why I hate Sophie and the others so much is because Yang Di is my good friend.

  These methods are very covert.

  Ordinary police detectives, even Lawrence, a man who had an ex-wife of a psychiatrist, would probably be confused and led by Camille to investigate the girls who had been harmed by Sophie.

   Instead of considering a question: how is Camille's own relationship with Sophie?

   Too bad she ran into Dean!

  Dean smelled a faint medicinal smell from Camille as soon as he entered the door.

   Scan the house.

  Although I saw adult men's and women's clothing, shoes, and daily necessities, I didn't see any traces of Chinese couples living here, more like it was used to scare thieves.

  In the corner of the empty living room, iron cages are piled up.

  This kind of cage is generally used to hold small mice or rabbits.

   This made Dean realize that Camille had a ghost in his heart, and this was not the place where Yang Di's parents lived, it was more like the secret base of the two girls!

   Hearing Dean tell the truth about his little actions.

The pitiful panic on Camille's face faded away, his eyes were full of surprise, and he met Dean's blue eyes who were close at hand. After looking at each other for a few seconds, he smiled and said: "Well, I admit, Sophie also tried Fucked me, and then I stuck a knife in her buttocks, and those **** let me go."

   Obviously, her previous appearance was all a disguise.

   This is a girl who understands psychology very well.

Dean just looked at Camille, whose temperament changed freely, until she turned pale and turned her head subconsciously to avoid staring at each other, then reached out and pinched Camille's chubby face: "Very good, I like cuties who tell the truth."

   Pull away your body.

  Dean sat back in his seat: "Tell me, how did you kill Sophie."

  It was only then that Camille noticed that on Dean's left hand, at some point, there was an extra pistol that was glowing with metal and cold, aiming at her chest all the time.

  She was frightened into a cold sweat.

   Just now.

  She was hesitant to take out the scalpel on her pantyhose and give it to Dean.

  But thinking that he had a perfect alibi for Sophie, he hesitated again.

   Now it seems that hesitation saved her.

   Facing Dean's straightforward inquiry.

  Camille bit her lip and said firmly: "I don't know what you're talking about, and Sophie's disappearance has nothing to do with me, let alone I killed her!"

  Seeing that she was still stubborn, Dean smiled: "I know, you have done a lot of inducements, such as the car before Sophie's last departure, such as Sophie's extremely precise incisions, sutures, and medicine configuration."

  He said the same thing every time.

   Camille's face turned pale.

  Although she is very smart, she is still under 20 years old and has little experience. She is also slow to respond to pressure from an old pervert like Dean.

  She tries to hint at Dean.

   After discovering something was wrong, Dean tried to use Camille as an experiment to practice psychological induction, destruction, and reconstruction.

   Seeing that Camille was about to follow Dean's rhythm.

   There was a light touch.

  A Chinese girl with hanging eyebrows and triangular eyes glared at Dean, holding a pistol in her hand, aiming at Dean: "No matter who you are, this is my home, get out of here!"

   Camille was also awakened by this movement.

   She looked at Dean in horror.

   It's all about playing with psychology.

  She has already realized that Dean is just trying to guide his mental state!

   "Camille, are you okay?"

   Camille shook his head: "Yang Di, I'm fine, and Detective Dean, if you have evidence, come to me with an arrest warrant, otherwise you are not welcome here!

   If you don't leave, we will call the police and complain to you! You will also contact the media, saying that you discriminate against Chinese Americans, you are indifferent to the murderer, but you are persecuting the victim! "

   "Camille, why are you talking nonsense with him? Anyway, the doctor prescribed me severe depression. If he doesn't leave, even if I shoot him, the judge will favor me!"

  Yang Di Mingming's hand shaking with the gun is still trying to threaten Dean.

  It's a pity that the double reeds of these two people pose no threat to Dean.

  He lighted a cigarette indifferently, and put his feet on the coffee table: "You can try, is your gun faster or mine!"

  This stupid woman didn't have the safety on the pistol.

   "What on earth do you want to do?" Camille stopped in front of Yang Di, and obviously noticed this, and gestured to Yang Di while talking.

   Dean is not blind.

  He strode up to the two of them, snatched the gun from Yang Di's hand, and threw it on the sofa. He didn't bother to waste his time, and stated his purpose:

   "First, Yang Di, you must cooperate with me to testify against those who raped you.

  I'll get rid of them for you.

  Second, Camille, for the sake of getting to know each other.

  I allow you to turn yourself in and reduce your guilt for murder.

  Anyway, you should be very sure that the chain of evidence is not sufficient. If so, why are you so timid? "

to be honest.

  Camille couldn't be said to have committed a heinous crime, and the deceased Sophie couldn't be blamed for her death.

  This case is a mess.

   Absolutely is absolutely there.

  Camille's method of killing is similar to a time bomb. What really killed Sophie was the garbage truck, and Camille probably set up a lot of inducements.

   Solving the case honestly would probably be a waste of time.

   In the end, it may not be possible to form a sufficient chain of evidence.

   Dean just wants experience points.

  If Camille doesn't agree.

  Then he can only kill the opponent.

at this time.

  A police car arrives with its horn honking.

  Boom boom boom~

  The doorbell rings.

  Yang Di behind Camille, with a happy face, ran to open the door: "Mr. Police, this man pretended to be a police detective and broke into a house with a gun!"

  She even secretly called the police.

  See it.

   Camille also breathed a sigh of relief.

  Here comes the patrolman.

  A bald man and a black iron tower, both of them have guns in their hands, and they feel safe when they look at them.

  Camille just wanted to use the patrol to escape with Yang Di, but saw Dean on the side greeted the two patrol officers: "Hawk."

   "Dean?", the bald patrolman stopped his hand holding the gun: "Dude, it's you, do you need help?"

   "Help me close the door."

  Hawke glanced at Yang Di's Chinese face without any hesitation. After making an OK gesture, under the desperate gaze of the two girls, he did not enter the room and left with his companions.

   Before leaving, he helped Dean close the door very intimately

Good night.

  (end of this chapter)

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