James looked at Zach gloomily and said in a low voice, "What do you expect me to say?" He held the palms that had just become red with excitement, "The confession is useless! No one knows how he fell asleep. No one knows how he woke up!"
Zach pursed his lips and shook his head, "I'll take this as a compliment, thank you." Zach's confidence naturally came from the Charming Eyes.
A look of disgust appeared on James' face, and he didn't bother to put it away. "Whatever you think! Now the police..." James' voice was stuck, his emotional intelligence was low, and new disgust was superimposed on his current expression. He changed his words, "We, Coulson and I only know the photos you saw. Visiting and investigating are of no use! No one knows what happened!"
James' case folder was on his desk. He irritably snatched the photos that Zach had compiled, put them in the folder, and then spread them out in front of Zach, displaying them one by one in order.
"The only thing they knew was that when they closed their eyes, everything was still normal in the bar. When they opened their eyes, they were still where they were sitting and lying down. But the ground was completely soaked with alcohol, and all the alcohol in the bar was pried open and dumped! Then! When they checked, they found these two dead companions behind the bar! They are both here!"
"I didn't touch their things." Zach said defensively as James showed them one by one, "I don't lack wine bottles, and I have no interest in real alcohol."
Zach suddenly thought of something, hesitated, and wagged his finger in front of James to attract attention, "Didn't the police ask these people to do toxicology tests?"
James stopped moving and was silent for a while. He knew what Zach meant. According to normal case-handling reasoning, toxicology testing was necessary due to widespread unconsciousness and coma. Use this to determine the murderer's means of committing the crime. but!
However, James's face became even gloomier, due to the superimposed impact of two things on his mood -
First, the toxicological test after drawing blood will not reveal any 'poison', and will only conclude that there is anemia. The vampire is asking questions that he cares about.
second. Police won't waste tax payers money on toxicology tests for a bunch of gang thugs in the Southeast!
James took a deep breath, stood up, and walked towards the workbench out of habit. Looking at the empty ground, he realized that the workbench had long since disappeared in Grande's 'another conspiracy'. The three of them Superimposed, James punched and rushed out of the office.
Zach heard the sound and realized he was going to the kitchen to fill the bottle with water.
Zach's question was finally answered. Knowing that he didn't have to worry, Zach curled his lips and flipped through the case folder casually, looking at the useless interview statements.
Please understand Zach's relief. In addition to his confidence in his charming eyes, James also confirmed that the police had no clues at all and could not hurt Grande. So what did Zach have to worry about
Now, in Zach's opinion, the people in these bars were just out of luck. After I went there, I was visited a second time by someone else, who made a prank and then left. It's just a coincidence.
At the end of the search, a photo he had never seen before caught Zach's attention. The picture showed a guy lying on the ground with his pants removed and a hood over his head.
Zach frowned, thought for a moment, and thought of this person. This was the first prey while stocking up on food early this morning. It was because of this person that Zach felt that collecting one by one on the dark street was too slow, so he randomly chose a bar and entered.
Zach held the photo upright in front of him and tilted his head. Looking at the other person's smooth ass, his brows furrowed more and more.
James came back with a water-stained head holding a water glass, and sat back down in his seat with an expressionless but noisy expression.
Not wanting to care about James' childish attention-grabbing behavior, Zach flipped the photo over and asked, "What is this?"
James' emotions that had just been calmed down by the cold water seemed to be aroused again. He glanced at the photo that Zach had put up in front of him, and disgust returned to his face again. "It's nothing!" He reached out to grab the photo, but no one was willing. Watching a strange man hit the street with his butt naked.
Zach dodged James' outstretched hand, "He's not in the bar."
James twitched the corners of his mouth and watched Zach turn back to stare at the photo. Another wave of disgust arose, and he turned his head with bared teeth, "He's not here! In the alley across the street! Found it when he was visiting to collect evidence. He’s just a drunk guy on the street! After he wakes up, he doesn’t know anything no matter what he asks!”
From the corner of James' vision, Zach shook his head, "He's not drunk."
James quickly turned back and glared at Zach, "What did you say?!"
Zach put down the photo and felt a little uncomfortable. He turned the photo over and put it on the table. He looked at James and said, "He was very drunk, but at least he didn't disappear in his pants and have a hood on his head." The point. If he hadn't met me, he should have been able to wander home safely."
"What do you mean?!" James stared at Zach.
Zach twitched his lips. James's understanding was surprisingly poor sometimes. "What I mean is that when I left him in the alley, he was at least dressed, uh, decently. Someone made him look like this." It's like someone came into a bar I've been to and pried open all the bottles."
James blinked, "What do you mean?"
Zach's face looked a little strange. He didn't know that James really didn't understand, but he still deliberately told himself. Zach shook his head, "James, let me tell you something more."
Zach put up James' case folder, opened it, and flipped through a photo and document. "These photos have completely covered all the places I went to in the early morning. Except for the two 'drownings' in the confession The unlucky guy who was drunk also coincided with everyone I came into contact with during this trip."
Zach put down the folder and looked at James. Zach decided to give James a chance to despise him.
Why? It's obvious, isn't it? The scope of the police investigation is the scope of the case. What is the scope of the case? What Zach did is completely different from the case. The two overlap. Coincidence
A vampire who thought he could 'come in and out without leaving a trace' went out to get some blood, but was killed by some guy...
"You are being followed!" James stared at Zach with disbelief and shouted this conclusion, "Someone is actually following you and doing these things!!"
'Actually', James used this word to express disbelief.
Zach tugged at the corner of his mouth, with a very unhappy look on his face, "Really? I take it as a compliment, thank you." (..)