Qiao Dun sat in an office vacated for him in the police station, flipping through materials related to the bank robbery.
The witnesses in this case include bank employees, security guards, ordinary citizens, and the surviving robber. The testimonies of more than 20 people can all match up, and there are no flaws.
The scene of the case has been cleaned up and the bank has resumed business. However, all the bullet points at the scene and the places where the two bodies fell have been recorded with photos. The three guns were also wrapped in evidence bags and placed in front of Qiao Dun. .
But these still can't prove anything. Qiao Dun put his hope in the surveillance video of the scene. This is the most intuitive evidence in this case. If there is any breakthrough, it can only be in this video data.
Over and over again, Qiao Dun watched this video, especially the crucial forty-nine seconds...
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March 14th, ten o'clock in the morning.
Tom is sitting at home watching boring news on television. His measures of staying shut and keeping silent have achieved certain results. Reports about himself in the media are disappearing. It seems that people are quickly finding new topics to talk about, and reporters are retreating. There has been a significant decrease in messages and uninterested knockers.
Suddenly, Tom turned his face. He stared in the direction of his door through the wall of the living room, as if he could see through the wall, his eyes fixed. Tom arched his body and stood up quickly without making any sound. He slowly approached a cupboard. In the drawer of the cupboard, there was a loaded pistol.
This is his five-meter rule. No matter where Tom is in this room, there must be a weapon within five meters. If necessary, even if he is sitting on the toilet reading a newspaper, he can acquire a weapon and be ready to kill within three seconds.
Dong-dong, there were two knocks on the door, short and powerful.
Tom didn't expect that the other party would knock on the door. He knew that the person at the door was not a reporter. This was almost an instinctive judgment.
However, Tom did not pick up the weapon in the end. He just walked behind the door and responded in a normal tone: "I'm sorry, I won't accept interviews."
"I'm not a reporter. I want to ask you some questions about that case on behalf of the police. I hope you can assist in the investigation." Qiao Dun said.
Tom opened the door: "Can I see your ID?"
"Of course." He said and showed his ID, but his ID was not the Maple Leaf County police badge, but the diamond-shaped star track badge of HL: "Hello, I am Gary Qiaoton, nice to meet you. , Mr. Tom Stoll.”
"Hello, um... sir." Tom showed a normal reaction that a civilian should have, with a little surprise and confusion on his face.
"Can I come in and talk?"
"Uh, of course, come in, sir."
"You don't have to be so polite, you can call me Gary." Qiao Dun entered the room.
Tom closed the door and replied: "I'd better call you Mr. Qiaodun. Please come and sit in the hall." Tom led the other person all the way into the room. "Please sit down. What would you like to drink?"
Qiao Dun glanced at Tom's house and replied casually: "Just ordinary tea."
Tom prepared tea and said in a very polite tone: "Please forgive my initial rudeness. There are too many reporters these days, and a few of them want to pretend to be police officers and sneak in. I guess they all have hidden cameras."
Qiao Dun replied: "I don't mind."
Tom brought tea and sat on the chair opposite Qiao Dun: "Please use it slowly."
"Thank you." Qiao Dun stopped observing this room, and his eyes stayed on Tom's face.
"Hmm... I wonder what you want to ask, sir? Is that case serious enough to alert HL?" Tom asked.
Qiao Dun didn't touch the tea on the table. He stared at Tom's eyes, trying to capture something from them, but no matter how he looked, he was just an ordinary office worker, nothing special.
"In order to have an identity that can make things easier, I took the false title of second lieutenant in HL. In fact, my position, to be precise, should be a senior staff member of a certain noble, and this time I came to follow the wishes of that gentleman. .”
When he heard "a certain noble", Tom looked a little surprised. He was stunned for two seconds and asked: "But didn't you just say that you asked me on behalf of the police..."
Gordon didn't want to waste time on this kind of question. He interrupted the other party rudely: "Mr. Stoll, how much do you know about the Gilson family?"
Tom Zuo was confused. It seemed that he really thought about it hard: "Well... I'm sorry, this is the first time I heard this name."
Qiao Dun added: "Oh, then, Mr. Stoll, I heard that you moved to this city seven years ago. Where did you live before that? I would like to know, please be sure to tell me. Be specific.”
Tom hesitated for a while before replying: "I was born on a fishing boat. I followed my father and uncles fishing since I was a child, until a storm took away everything except my life. Later I entered a juvenile detention center. , received an education, changed several jobs after graduating from high school, and moved from Northern Europe to Maple Leaf County seven years ago and took root in Maple Leaf County." Tom paused: "These are all recorded, you should be able to directly access them from my files Found it.”
At this point, Qiao Dun was still staring into Tom's eyes, but he still saw nothing, no abnormal mood swings, and no signs of lying.
Of course Qiao Dun had checked Tom's information, and he could almost memorize it. He just wanted to ask the man in front of him one more time to see if there were any discrepancies.
"About the bank robbery on March 10th..." Qiao Dun suddenly changed the subject and took out a pvp670 from his jacket pocket: "This is the surveillance video of the scene. I have some questions to ask you."
"Huh... Mr. Qiaodun, you know, I don't really want to see this. Until now, I am still a little scared when I think of the scene at that time." Tom's body leaned back, looking nervous.
"I'm afraid you'll have to get over this fear, Mr. Storr." Gaughton began playing the video.
The video he intercepted started when the robbers broke into the bank and ended when they lost resistance, with two dead and one injured, a total of four minutes.
Tom's expression changed several times while watching it, and he even showed a bit of fear. After reading it, he took a deep breath and said, "That's really scary, isn't it?"
Qiao Dun swiped his finger across the touch screen, letting the progress bar go back a little, and began: "According to the police investigation, the robber with the pistol is the leader of the three. This person has a violent criminal record. He is a veteran. You see, when he first entered the bank, he was the one who fired at the ceiling first. Those two bullets were valuable. He knew what to do to control the situation.
The other two were much worse. They yelled because they were overly nervous and had a surge of adrenaline. Excited emotions naturally need a certain way to vent, and the crying boy just at this time angered the robber who was a little out of control. "
Qiao Dun dragged the progress bar again: "Have you ever had the experience of being a soldier?"
Tom shook his head: "Never."
Qiao Dun pointed at the screen: "I noticed that after the gunshot, the people in the entire bank lobby basically instinctively bent over, lowered their heads, held their heads, shrunk their necks, and screamed. But you were there. In an instant, you knelt down on one knee and found the nearest bunker between the direction of the gunfire and your own location - a pillar in the bank lobby. You squatted down, hid behind it, and quickly began to observe the situation around you. "
"What? No, Mr. Gordon, I didn't do that." Tom pointed to the screen of pvp670. "You see, I shrank my head and hid like everyone else."
In fact, the back of the pillar was the blind spot of the camera probe. In the video, Tom did curl up and hide behind it, but after he disappeared from the camera, whether he was holding his head and shivering, or half-crouching and watching the six directions, that's the question. No one knows anymore.
Anyway, Qiaodun believed that Tom's reaction was the latter, but the other party denied it, and he had nothing to say.
After dragging the progress bar again, Qiao Dun said: "And here, Mr. Stoll, when you and the robber were struggling on the ground, I was wondering why you suddenly suddenly stopped when the other two robbers approached. Stand up?"
Tom said: "Well... At that time, all I knew was to hug him from behind and grab the barrel of the shotgun with both hands. The gangster wanted to attack me with the back of his head and elbows, so I managed to avoid it and got into trouble with him. When we started fighting, I somehow managed to stand up, maybe because he was very strong and just used his legs to lift me up."
Qiao Dun said: "But after you stood up, his body was blocked between your companions and you, so the other two robbers couldn't fire, right?"
Tom replied; "Yes, and then he tried to turn around with brute force and throw me away, or at least let me face the muzzle of his companion's gun, but in the middle of the turn, the shotgun went off."
"It happened to blow off half of his accomplice's head." Qiao Dun continued.
Tom sighed: "Yeah, that's really terrible."
Qiao Dun remained calm, then pointed at the video and said: "After the gunshot, the robber let go of the barrel. I think it was because the barrel was overheated." He changed the topic and asked, "But you Why didn't you let go?"
Tom said: "I only noticed it later. You see, my left hand was indeed injured." He stretched out his left hand, and there were indeed signs of burns on his palm. "Maybe I was too scared at the time and even ignored the pain."
Qiao Dun thought: This kind of minor injury without any record, if he had intentionally injured it by holding the light tube at home these days, no one would know, it is really watertight...
Qiao Dun then said: "Then the robber with the pistol shot his accomplice, and you fell back because the robber who was fighting with you suddenly let go of the barrel of the gun and had nowhere to use force," he pointed out. Looking at the scene: "You are really lucky. If you were to miss a second at night, you would probably have been shot. It's just like... you dodged the bullet."
Tom said; "I didn't know this at the time. I was very scared because of the continuous gunshots... Originally I just wanted to use the stolen gun to subdue the robber with the pistol, but he shot continuously, and I I panicked and ended up shooting."
"It just happened to break one of his legs... right?" Qiao Dun said.
Tom said: "Yes, that's it. Mr. Sheriff asked me all this when I was taking notes."
Qiao Dun smiled and stood up as if he was about to leave: "Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Stoll. I think I have asked enough questions. I'm sorry to disturb your rest."
"You're welcome, sir. If you need anything, you can come to me at any time." Tom put on an attentive smile with that terrifying cold-blooded killer face.
After walking the second lieutenant all the way to the door, Tom was about to close the door when Qiao Dun turned around and said, "By the way, Mr. Stoll, have you ever heard of such a name, or rather, a code name?"
"Excuse me..."
"Betting on snakes."
"No, I've never heard of it. What is it? A clothing brand, a brand of gambling equipment?"
"Haha..." Qiao Dun smiled: "Goodbye, Mr. Stoll."
The door closed, and different expressions appeared on their faces.
Qiao Dun stopped laughing.
Tom sneered.
He said to himself: "Are you trying to be smart and scare the snake away..."