In the aisle in front of the police station where people come and go, I stood against the wall at the door waiting for Ollie's appointment. The USB flash drive containing the video file was tightly held in his hand, and after a while, he saw Ollie running from across the road from a distance.
His expression was very bad. After he rushed in front of me out of breath, he hurriedly asked before taking a breath: "Brian, you said you have a clue about William? Where did William... go? If you have him clues...why do we still come to the police station...are we here to close the case..."
Speaking of which, Oli still had a glimmer of hope in his eyes. Looking at his appearance and comparing it to William's brutal killing in the video, I regretted letting him come along with him. But I didn't have time to comfort him, because Georgia, who killed someone this month, didn't know where to go. I just want to report the case quickly and let the police follow up on this case as soon as possible.
So I simply shook my head and said succinctly, "Oli, William is dead. We're not here to close the case, we need to report the missing person case as a homicide."
At such a close distance, I even saw Ollie's pupils dilate in an instant. It took him three seconds to respond to me because of the news, and he said with a trembling voice, "Brian...what the hell are you talking about?! What do you have to prove that William is dead? And why is it a homicide..."
"Because I saw the murderer, and he sent me... an email." I paused and still didn't tell him that it was the video of William being tortured and killed. Wouldn't it be better if he didn't know? I'm not sure, because it's been a long time since I felt the emotions of ordinary people.
Great joy and great sorrow, it seems that I haven't shed a tear since I became Brian. And even watching funny variety shows, it's hard to make me feel happy. So this has also become a difficult point for me to shoot YouTube videos, because YouTube channel owners generally only have humor and fun, and they are more popular.
"...Who is it?" Ollie's face turned desperate and dead, and then he showed a fierce expression again. "Damn it! Who is it?!"
I shook my head, turned and walked towards the police station, "Let's talk as we walk, the most important thing now is to let the police file an investigation." I changed the subject because I didn't want Ollie to find out that I was indifferent afterwards.
Although when I just watched the video, I had a wave of anger in my heart. But there was no sadness, and the anger quickly subsided. I just told me with my sanity that I need to report. Otherwise Brian's personality might simply ignore the matter.
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The policeman who accepted our report was the one Olly reported missing. Perhaps because Olly came here too many times in a month, this middle-aged bald policeman involuntarily showed impatience. To put it badly, it is no wonder that he is still doing such insignificant reception things at this age.
Ollie stood in front of me scrambling to explain the news from me. His speech became more and more rapid and incoherent. Seeing that the policeman in front of him seemed to listen carefully, but his eyes flashed with disdain, I stepped forward and patted Ollie on the shoulder.
"Oli, let me tell you. Would you like to go down the hallway and relax?" I softened my voice, trying to play the role of a caring friend. After persuading him for a while, Ollie was finally persuaded by me before the policeman finally couldn't help but chase him away.
After Ollie left, I no longer had any scruples. He just indifferently pressed the hard drive in his hand on the table in front of him. "This is a torture video, police officer. The whole process of the victim being killed by the murderer was recorded. Then this video file was sent directly to my mailbox."
"I only found this email last night because I was participating in a closed reality TV show this month. But you missed the most important thing because you didn't listen to the reporter's explanation. The time when Jia arrested the murderer." I heard my own voiceless voice, and said this sentence without emotion.
"You can open this USB flash drive and see for yourself. Of course, I recommend that you report it to your superior immediately. The evidence is conclusive, we are here to report the case and hope that you can arrest the murderer as soon as possible. I didn't come to see you give us a face. ."
My voice gradually increased in the back, until it was loud enough to attract the attention of everyone around me because of the content of the words and the attention. The face of the middle-aged police officer who received him suddenly turned blue and white. He still couldn't help but stubbornly said, "You...why don't you think this is just a prank video? Ha, the murderer will send you his crime process?!"
However, he didn't say much, and I heard a cough and turned to look. What caught my eye was a detective, the badge on his chest gleaming. The voice of the receiving police officer disappeared immediately.
"Hello sir, can you come over and talk to me about the specific situation?" The inspector looked like a man in his early thirties, but when he spoke, he gave people a feeling of trustworthiness. This should be mostly due to his voice and appearance, the deep voice and the deep wrinkles on his face. I hope the ability can also not worry about it.
As I followed the inspector towards his desk, I turned to glance at Ollie, who was standing against the wall by the hallway door. He also saw this scene, and as soon as he stood up, he wanted to stand up straight and come over. I gestured for him to wait a moment.
The inspector glanced back at me, and I explained: "Oli has been worried about William for a month, and suddenly learned of his death today. I don't want him to see a more cruel scene."
The inspector raised his eyebrows, smiled and said, "You are very concerned about your friends. You said that you have been filming TV shows before, but only recently saw that email?" As he said, he did it I took my place and pulled up a swivel chair to signal me to sit down too.
"Yes, police officer, I'm shooting survivors. I just finished filming the day before yesterday, and I just need to ask the TV program team to find out. So when I came back, I checked the mailbox and received the email and saw the video sent by the murderer." I frowned. He sat down and said with a look of sadness and malaise.
"I really regret that I couldn't have seen that email earlier, or I wouldn't have allowed the murderer to go unscrupulously at large for a whole month. Officer, before you watch this video, I have to say something. Even if you see There have been many bloody cases, but you must not have seen that kind of scene..." I tried to make myself look scared, it was really a difficult mission.
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The inspector asked me to call him Jack in the conversation that followed. Jack took my U-pack and opened it after listening to my detailed explanation. Before he started, I stood up and told him that the fact that the other party murdered happened a few minutes after the video was halfway through, and then left for the reason that I didn't want to watch it anymore.
After walking into the corridor, he reassured Olly a few words. The two waited on the bench beside for more than ten minutes, and the police station suddenly became chaotic. He and I stood up and looked in. Many police officers surrounded Jack and looked into the computer screen. Everyone looked very bad, and this also caused Ollie's doubts.
"What are they looking at?" Ollie asked me hoarsely. "What you gave to the inspector? It's an email from the murderer saying William was… dead?" He still didn't know it was a video file.
"...Yes." Just when I was about to say something to comfort him, Detective Jack, who was surrounded by the crowd, suddenly pushed the people around and walked towards us.
Jack walked up to me, glanced at Ollie, then turned to me and said, "Brian, this is a very vicious incident. We will immediately organize a special team to start an investigation. Can you tell me more about the murderer in there with me? The situation? Your friends can also listen in if they want to…”
"Of course." I nodded, patted Ollie on the shoulder and followed Jack in. Ollie suddenly reached out and grabbed me, his lips quivering for a moment as if he was about to say something, but he finally let go. He stood there in despair, but didn't move.
I gave him a reassuring smile and said, "Don't worry, Ollie. If you don't want to hear it, just sit outside and wait for me. Some things are better than not knowing."
"Am I very cowardly..." Ollie lowered his head and said hoarsely: "William has been my friend for so many years, and we have been playing together since we were young. But I don't even know him for three months. You are more..."
"..." I looked at him for a while before saying, "Oli, it's not your fault. William also has his own secrets that he doesn't want his friends to know. And I happen to be the specific ones he's allowed to know. Just one of them."
He followed Inspector Jack into the secluded interrogation room, and the door closed to cut off all the noise outside. Inspector Jack motioned me again to sit on the chair across the table, while he himself sat down on the other side.
This is the second time I have entered the interrogation room of the police station in the past six months. Although it is not because of what I have committed, it is still not a pleasant experience to enter such a place.
"Okay, Mr. Brian, can you tell me why the murderer sent this video file to your mailbox? You know each other?" Jack pressed his hands on the table, and opened the notepad on the table. On, he began to ask in-depth questions.
"William and I met because I helped him shoot one of his graduation projects," I'm going to start at the beginning, which should be more helpful to his understanding. I don't want to waste time with a question and answer with a police officer. "Oli introduced us to. And the man in the video, I've only met him once. ... He should be considered William's secret lover..."
As Inspector Jack took notes, a flash of understanding flashed across his face. For William's taste in sex, it's not surprising to have a secret lover. He thought for a while, then opened his mouth to ask something again.
I didn't care and continued, "His name is Georgia. Although we haven't introduced ourselves to each other, he is actually a famous gay love action movie actor. In the USB drive I gave you, except for the Alongside the video is a screenshot of that email."
"Yes... I'm also in doubt about his words." Jack nodded, "What does he mean?"
"What he said is probably because William used me as the protagonist as the short film of his graduation work. In fact, he should have made it. Because in fact, the character of the protagonist is a replica of him." I said myself word by word. "But maybe William was afraid that putting him in the role would reveal the secret relationship between the two of them, so he chose me."
"The two of them later got into a quarrel because of William's extended working hours. I accidentally heard William and him on the phone very angry before the last shoot, which was before I happened to meet George. dialogue."
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