The grey-eyed police officer replied with a serious expression: "We found a coachman who confirmed that you had been to Mr. Welch's residence on the 27th, the day Mr. Welch and Ms. Naya died, and it was Welch's residence." Mr. Qi paid for the car for you."

Klein was taken aback for a moment, without the slightest panic or guilty conscience of being exposed.

Because he was not lying at all, but felt that the evidence provided by the gray-eyed police officer Dunn Smith was beyond his expectations.

On June 27th, the original owner went to Welch's residence, and committed suicide on the night of his return, just like Welch and Naya!

Klein opened his mouth, and said with a wry smile: "This is not strong enough evidence, and it cannot directly prove that I am related to the deaths of Welch and Naya. What happened to the two poor friends, but, but, I really can't remember, I almost completely forgot what I did on the 27th, you may not believe it, I only barely guessed what I did by my own notes The 27th may have been to Welch's place."

"The psychological quality is good." The gray-eyed police officer Dunn Smith nodded with neither anger nor a smile.

"You should be able to hear my sincerity." Klein looked directly into the other person's eyes.

What I say is the truth, of course, is only part of the truth!

Dunn Smith didn't respond immediately. He scanned the room before slowly saying, "Mr. Welch lost a revolver. I think I should be able to find him here, right, Mr. Klein?"

Sure enough... Klein finally figured out the origin of the revolver, and the thoughts in his mind swirled like lightning, and he made a decision in an instant.

He half-raised his hands, stepped back step by step, out of the way, and then pointed to the bunk bed with his chin and said, "It's on the back of the bed board."

He didn't specify the bottom one, because normal people wouldn't hide things on the back of the top plank, where visitors would see them at a glance.

The gray-eyed police officer Dunn did not move forward, but twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Is there anything you want to add?

Klein replied without hesitation: "Yes!"

"I woke up in the middle of the night last night and found myself lying on my desk with a revolver next to it and bullets on the wall. It looked like I had experienced a suicide, but maybe I was inexperienced, never used a pistol, or was scared at the last moment. Anyway, the bullet didn't have the desired effect, my head is still intact, and I'm alive to this day."

"Since then, I have forgotten some memories, including what I did and saw at Welch's residence on the 27th. I'm not lying, I really don't remember."

In order to clear the suspicion, and to solve the weird incident that entangled him, Klein told almost everything, except time travel and "party".

In addition, he modified his wording so that every sentence could stand the test. For example, he did not say that the bullet missed the head, but only mentioned that the expected effect was not achieved, and that the head was still intact afterwards.

To outsiders, the two mean almost the same thing, but in reality they are quite different.

After the grey-eyed police officer Dunn listened quietly, he said slowly: "This is in line with my guessed development, and also in line with the hidden logic of previous similar incidents. Of course, I don't know how you survived."

"Just believe it, I don't know how I survived." Klein was slightly relieved.

"However." Dunn threw out a turning point, "I believe it's useless. Now you have a high degree of suspicion. You must pass the confirmation of an 'expert' to confirm that you really forgot what happened, or that you really didn't directly cause Wei's death. The deaths of Mr Alkey and Ms Naya."

He coughed and his expression became serious: "Mr. Klein, please cooperate with the investigation and go back to the police station with us. It will take about two to three days, if you really have no problem."

"The experts have arrived?" Klein asked in a daze.

Didn't you say two days?

"She was earlier than we expected." Dunn turned his body sideways, signaling Klein to go out.

"I'll leave a note," Klein begged.

Benson was still on a business trip, and Melissa went to school, so he could only leave a message to tell them about an incident involving Welch, so that they should not worry.

Dunn nodded indifferently: "Yes."

Klein returned to the desk and began to think about the next thing while finding a piece of paper to write on. JrNovels.com