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"You mean, you are the only one when you go to the toilet?" Wang Ju confirmed.

"Well, it's just me." Dong Peng nodded.

"How long have you been there?" Wang Ju's tone was a little more urgent, and then he seemed to realize it, and quickly adjusted his tone: "Logically speaking, just going to the toilet for three to five minutes is enough."

However, Dong Peng shook his head: "I went there for about twenty minutes."

"Twenty minutes?" Wang Ju frowned and looked at Dong Peng: "What are you doing? Normal people don't have to play as long as you do, right?"

"Well..." Dong Peng nodded: "Actually, I encountered something, so I pretended to be a big boss."

"Things?" Wang Ju stared at Dong Peng cautiously. If nothing else happened, Dong Peng would start lying.

"When I was going to the toilet, I heard someone selling something called... [Fantasy Capsule] in that place. I heard it and thought it was some kind of drug, so I pretended to be big and stayed there for a while."

"What?" Wang Ju couldn't help but frowned. If Dong Peng said that he happened to have a stomachache, or met an acquaintance, even a shot would be within his expectation, but Dong Peng's answer...

"Are you sure?" Wang Ju had to be cautious about this matter: "I know that [Fantasy Capsule] is indeed a new type of drug. It has a strong hallucinogenic effect and can make people think of themselves as others. However, the side effect is that they will eventually become It’s very fat. It doesn’t have a serious impact on the human body, but it is very dangerous because of its extremely addictive nature.”

"If the names match, that's for sure." Dong Peng nodded: "Those people probably thought that everyone around them was drunk, so they spoke loudly. You can ask a few regulars of the bar. You should ask. I can ask for the result.”

"Well..." Director Wang nodded and kept this in mind: "Go on, when did you leave that alley?"

"I saw those people left after they finished talking." Dong Peng thought for a while and added: "But because my legs were numb from squatting, I stood outside the alley for two minutes. The road was slippery in winter, and it was really a bit uncomfortable when my feet were numb. Danger."

"Well, where did you go after you came out? Did you go directly back to the bar?"

"No." Dong Peng shook his head without thinking: "I went to find my friend, but I couldn't find him."

"Didn't find him?"

"Well, not only him, but also the waiter who was watching him disappeared. When I saw this, I went back to the bar."

"You don't even want to look for me?" Wang Ju frowned slightly. This is not the way he should treat his friends or visitors.

"I thought it was the waiter who helped him back." Dong Peng shrugged: "As you know, he only drank two bottles and was watched by others, while I squatted in the alley for nearly half an hour. A normal person's first reaction He must have replied."

Wang Ju thought for a while, and it seemed to be the same reason. He nodded and continued to ask: "Then you found him in the bar?"

"No." Dong Peng shook his head: "I looked around the bar and didn't see anyone else. Then I asked the bar staff and found out that the waiter had been knocked unconscious and had just taken leave to get bandaged."

"After that, I quickly went out to look for him. I searched outside for almost half an hour before I found him in the corridor of a building."

"What was his condition at that time?"

"Coma, unconscious, I hit him several times in the mouth to finally wake him up."

"Your method is a bit rough." Wang Ju said half-jokingly.

"There was nothing I could do." Dong Peng felt helpless: "It was late at night and it was so cold. He had been outside for more than an hour. I was anxious to confirm his safety. I couldn't do this."

"Understood." Wang Ju nodded, but his brows furrowed: "What about when he wakes up?"

"I sent him home after he woke up. Of course I couldn't let him drink anymore since he was so drunk. I still know this."

"Did anyone see you when you left?"

"Yes." Dong Peng nodded: "Not all the wine in this bar will be opened, and the beer can also be stored. I went back and stored the remaining seven bottles of beer."

"Well..." Wang Ju was silent for a long time. Just when Dong Peng thought Wang Ju had finished asking questions, he suddenly heard him say: "How did you get the blood stains on your clothes?"

"Blood stains?" Dong Peng looked down at his clothes: "Where are they?"

As he said this, he was about to take off his coat and look behind him, but when he raised his hands, he remembered that he was still handcuffed.

"Oh, it's okay." Wang Ju waved his hand: "Stop looking, I made a mistake."

"You scared me." Dong Peng shrugged after hearing what Wang Ju said: "Do you have any other questions?"

"No more." Director Wang shook his head: "Xiao Sun, show him the information about Eucalyptus, and let the great detective look for evidence himself."

"Yes." Xiao Sun nodded and handed part of the file in his hand to Dong Peng.

…

"Judging from the surveillance, was there anything unusual about his behavior just now?" Director Wang left the interrogation room and walked directly to the surveillance room.

"Not found, Bureau Wang." Several detectives in the monitoring room shook their heads curiously.

"It's strange." Director Wang frowned slightly: "I didn't hear anything wrong in his words, and they are consistent with the information we got."

"Maybe what he said is true?" Xiao Sun guessed.

"Of course I hope so." Wang Ju shook his head: "But...his suspicion is too high this time and cannot be taken lightly."

"Wang Bureau, what should we do with that person?" Xiao Sun asked.

"The person is locked up first and cannot be allowed to go out and destroy evidence."

…

"Well..." Xiao Li slowly woke up at home: "What's wrong with me?"

"Huh?" Xiao Li looked around. It was his home, but why did his head hurt so much? What happened?

"Buzz-buzz-buzz-buzz-"

"Hello?" Xiao Li endured the severe pain in his head and picked up the phone: "Hello, who is this?"

"Who? Me! Wang Zhenhua!" Wang Zhenhua's voice came from the phone: "Where are you? Why haven't you come to work yet?"

"I..." Xiao Li looked up at the clock on the wall. It was already noon.

"What's wrong? Are you sick?" Wang Zhenhua seemed to hear something was wrong in Xiao Li's voice.

"I'm sorry, Brother Wang, I drank some wine yesterday and now I have a headache. Please help me take a day off."

For Wang Zhenhua, the big brother, Xiao Li did not hide anything at all and told the truth.

"Have a headache?" Wang Zhenhua sighed: "Okay, I'll ask for leave for you. Can you come over in the afternoon? Or should I ask you for the whole day?"

"Can you please stay all day?" Xiao Li rubbed his eyebrows: "Thank you, Brother Wang."