Druid in Marvel

Chapter 233 Clues, Madman

Al and Cassel looked at each other and shuddered with fear. These beautiful girls were really scary together!

Especially when one of them used to be a killer and the other is now a policeman!

Officer Beckett is a professional police officer after all, and she has not forgotten why she is here today. .

Nodding politely to Fox, Officer Beckett took out a small notepad, walked up to Stark, and said, "Excuse me, Mr. Stark, did you hold an event on August 8th this year?" Masquerade?"

Stark didn't want to tangle with the police, so he thought for a moment and said, "Yes, it was Al's birthday, and I held a masquerade ball at my Long Island manor! What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the ball?"

Officer Beckett glanced at Stark and said: "There is no problem with the ball, but there have been two murders recently. The murderers' methods of committing the crimes are exactly the same. The most common thing between the deceased is that they attended your masquerade party. !

We suspect that the murderer was at the dance! If it's convenient for you, can you give me a list of people who attended the dance at that time?

This is very important. The murderer’s modus operandi was the same for both attacks. We doubt he will commit another crime again! "

Stark didn't hesitate this time, after all, this was a murder case. He took out his mobile phone and operated it, then turned to Al and asked, "Do you have a printer here?"

Al spread his hands and said, "Yes, but I don't know how to use it. You need to do it yourself!"

After speaking, Al ran to the basement, moved out the printer that produced ID cards for Splinter and the others, and gave it to Stark.

Stark was very unhappy and installed the printer himself, printed out the list, handed it to Officer Beckett, and said impatiently: "Then let the matter end here!" Stark seemed to have never enjoyed being in Al. It bothered him very much that he was treated like a rich man!

Officer Beckett didn't pay much attention to Stark's attitude. It was a huge honor for a billionaire to do this.

After making two strokes on the notepad with a signature pen, Officer Beckett suddenly asked: "Did you encounter any strange people or things at the dance that day? I think the murderer has some mental problems, which should be easy to see. !”

Al looked at Officer Beckett strangely and asked, "Is there a mental problem? Do you mean the murderer is a lunatic?"

As he spoke, Al pulled Fox into his arms, pretended to be scared, put his chin on Fox's shoulder, and said tremblingly: "I was there at the time, maybe I will also be a target, beauty. protect me!"

The famous "Manhattan Tomahawk" in the United States pretended to be a little embarrassed and asked for protection from him. How could the beautiful assassin have the heart to refuse him.

Under Stark's mocking gaze, Fox turned his head and kissed Al on the mouth, raised an eyebrow, and said: "No problem! My dear, if someone comes to cause trouble, I will protect you! You know , I have this ability!" Fox also patted her holster as she spoke!

Al smiled and enjoyed Fox's unusual concern. He was somewhat macho, but not to the extent of being perverted. It’s definitely okay to properly take care of the feelings of a girlfriend with outstanding abilities! Besides, it’s not embarrassing for a man to be protected by such a girlfriend!

Officer Beckett watched helplessly as Al and Fox finished talking, and said, "That guy must be crazy. He would use a knife to cut the corner of the deceased's mouth to make the deceased look like he was smiling, and then leave a poker on the deceased's forehead. Cards! Poker cards are still~~~”

Al raised his hand to stop Beckett, looked at Stark and Cassell, and then said with some uncertainty: "Is that playing card 'Joker'?"

Officer Beckett looked at Al in surprise, and said nervously: "Yes, how do you know? These things are also confidential in the police station!"

Al tilted his head, pointed at Cassel, and said with a smile: "Mr. Cassel, the famous detective novel writer, talked to me an hour ago. He wanted to write a story about a clown. In the story The murderer is a fan of the Joker, and he will imitate the Joker to commit crimes and kill people!”

Officer Beckett frowned and glanced at her boyfriend. She didn't think Cassel would want to write a story about the clown for no reason. There must be someone or something that inspired him!

Castle triumphantly raised his eyebrows at Beckett and made a face, then suddenly he was stunned and shouted: "It's him! The man with the scar on his face, I saw him in Hell's Kitchen today!"

Officer Beckett was shocked. This clue came just in time. The New York Police Department was very busy recently. A sudden serial pervert murder case put her under a lot of pressure. Her boyfriend seemed to have a clue suddenly. This makes her so excited!

Holding Cassel's arm, Beckett asked anxiously: "Where did you see this person? Carefully recall his characteristics!"

Cassell sat on the high stool next to the bar, closed his eyes and tried to remember. He looked at Beckett and said, "I don't remember what he looks like! The only thing on his face that was cut open and smiling." I left an image!

But I remember he was wearing a gray sweatshirt and gray sweatpants! I met him when I asked him for directions, at the intersection next to a McCall's supermarket a block away.

If we're quick enough, we can find him through surveillance footage! "

After hearing this, Beckett took out the phone and dialed, "Ryan, do me a favor and check the surveillance video of 23rd Street in Hell's Kitchen from an hour and a half ago. I'm looking for someone wearing a gray sports hoodie and gray sweatpants. The corners of his mouth are slit, you know what this means, right?"

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"No problem, I'm waiting for your news!"

Beckett hung up the phone, looked at Al and said, "Do you mind if I take a break here for a while? I think I need a cup of coffee!"

The waiters in the store were not here today, so Fox was sensible enough not to ask Al to get coffee for others. She took the brewed coffee and poured it for Beckett. She smiled and said, "I hope there is some good news! "

Beckett took the coffee and said "Thank you!" He glanced at Cassel, who was easily hitting his thinking head with his fist, smiled happily, and said, "I want to take back what I said before! He is not temporary!"

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