Even though he was already in his thirties, he still cried with snot and tears.
He should be frightened.
After all, murder is a felony, not to mention that he murdered the president. This is something that no normal person can bear. No one wants to make such a mistake suddenly, which would simply destroy their own future and bring shame to eighteen generations of their ancestors.
And whether he did it on purpose or not, he was definitely doomed in this life.
No one can save him, and the law will never be lenient to him.
He finally made it this far, but suddenly everything was over...
The more he thought about it, the more the doctor collapsed and even wanted to kill himself.
But just when he was in infinite despair, the vice president came.
"You guys go out, we have questions we want to ask him alone." The vice president said calmly to the police inside.
"Yes!" Several police officers dared to disobey and left immediately.
When the doctor saw the Vice President, he seemed to see a glimmer of hope.
He stood up suddenly and knelt in front of him, crying desperately: "Vice President, I really didn't mean it. Please believe me. I didn't want to murder the president. I wouldn't dare to attack him even if I died! I don't want to do it." I don’t know why I did that. Please believe me. I really didn’t have any intention of murdering him. I swear I didn’t. If I did, I would die badly! No, let me commit suicide. I deserved it. I committed murder. President, I deserve to die, I’m not a human being, I don’t deserve to live in this world!”
The doctor was obviously frightened, and he was talking gibberish.
His tall body was also shaking constantly, and his expression was full of despair.
For a man to be so desperate shows how scared he is in his heart.
And he doesn't look like someone who has the guts to murder the president.
Of course, it is not ruled out that he is acting, but the acting is too realistic.
"Get up, please tell me the situation in detail. How did you attack the president?" the vice president asked coldly.
Perhaps his calm words gave the doctor a somewhat calming effect.
He didn't get up, as if he couldn't get up.
After calming down for a while, the doctor narrated tremblingly: "To be honest, I don't know what I was doing at the time. I wasn't actually supposed to be on duty tonight. I originally planned to get off work early and go home to rest. In the past few days, I I was too tired. I had been taking care of patients infected with infectious diseases. The director also agreed that I should go home and rest for a day. But when I was leaving, I suddenly saw two family members of the patients arguing in the corridor. They were arguing very loudly. I used to persuade them, but they didn’t listen to my advice at all. Instead, they became more and more noisy. I was already very tired, and their quarreling made me feel even more uncomfortable and dizzy, and then... "
At this point, the doctor seemed to be in disbelief and said, "Then I don't know what happened next. When I woke up, I had already attacked the president... I really don't know why I suddenly If you go back, you will suddenly attack the president! Vice President, please believe me, if I tell any lies, you will die!"
The doctor swore a vicious oath, but even he himself couldn't believe his explanation.
So he was also very uneasy and afraid that they would not believe him.
"You mean you heard two people arguing, then lost consciousness, and then you committed the murder of the president?"