Wine and Gun

His leg hurts more and more, half of his trouser legs are soaked, and he can only sit on the ground now, unable to struggle at all: Damn, why can't he see Albarino Bacchus when he first met him Is it such a ruthless person?

It was at this time that someone walked lightly around the corner and stood still in front of him.

Hunter raised his head, the other's face was covered by the lowered brim of the hoodie, and he was immersed in the deep shadow. He could see nothing but the corners of the other's mouth that were raised because he was in a good mood. At the same time, a cold pistol was attached to Hunter's sun xué.

Hunter gān swallowed bitterly.

From the corner of his eye, he could see the other person slowly pulling the trigger finger, and before the trigger was completely pulled, he couldn't help but close his eyes - this is human instinct, not something that can be overcome with a lot of courage . When the click sounded, he couldn't help shaking his whole body, and then he was stunned.

- It's an empty gun.

Hunter opened his eyes in confusion, but there was only a slight laugh left in the air. Hunter saw the murderer turn around and walk away slowly, his back gradually being swallowed up by the darkness.

Olga sat down and snorted softly, clearly expressing his disdain for McCard. And Ms. Musk asked calmly, "Please tell us your name and occupation, sir."

The witness said, "Lavasa McCard, head of the FBI's Behavioral Analysis Team."

"You're in charge of the Sequoia Manor case, aren't you?" Ms. Musk asked. "Why were you and members of the SWAT team in Mr. Slade's hotel suite on the day Mr. Slade was attacked? inside?"

"Because Slade contacted me, he said he had a death warning and had a premonition that he would be in danger soon - of course, it is not surprising that he received a death warning given the case he was involved in. McCard shrugged his shoulders and replied, and there was a slight laugh from the crowd. "He begged me to protect him before he left Westland—there was only one night, and I flew back to Quantico's The plane was on the second day, and considering all the factors, I said yes."

"Did you contact the SWAT team?"

McCard shook his head: "No, it was Stryder who applied through formal channels. You should be able to see the relevant written records from the WLPD side."

"I see." Ms. Musk nodded, then paused suspensefully, and continued: "So, on the afternoon of May 5th, when you were in your suite at the hotel in Slade ,what happened?"

"The members of SWAT and I stayed in the next room in the living room, while Slade himself stayed in the living room with two other officers at the door - because honestly, as I said, his kind of case It's very common to receive death threats, but only about 1 in 1,000 people actually take a death threat into action, so I didn't take it too seriously at the time... It's my dereliction of duty."

McCard's account sounded smooth and clear, apparently having been drafted before. Olga Molozze sat on the spot and made a series of teeth-grinding noises, causing the people sitting beside her to look at her frequently.

"Later I learned that Amalette first used an electric shock to knock down the police officer at the door, but we didn't hear any sound in the house at that time. In fact, he didn't forcefully break the door. After he entered the door, he even followed up with him. Stryde had a conversation - as no one was calling for help, we only heard a little muffled noise next door, it wasn't an argument, it sounded very peaceful, so we even thought it was room service or Stiles De was on the phone and didn't rush in in time, and we didn't realize that wasn't the case until we heard gunshots... but sadly it was too late. By the time we entered the scene, Slade had already fallen from the upstairs went down, and Mr. Armalette was holding the murder weapon and was quickly apprehended by us."

"You mean, Armalette entered the door and talked to Stryder before shooting him?" Ms. Musk asked.

"Yes, this caught my attention because it's logically weird." McCard nodded solemnly, "With all due respect, from a criminal minds perspective, Mr. It's too easy to do this, and most revenge-minded killers - planned or unplanned - have a hard time staying fully intact when they actually commit the murder because of the intense emotional shock that comes with it. Reason, even if they decide to turn themselves in after committing a crime, it is natural to have some abnormal emotions at the moment of arrest, but Mr. Armalite has maintained the whole process from committing the crime to being arrested by the SWAT team. An absolute composure, seriously...he doesn't even sound like a first offender."

"This is just your inference based on past experience." Herstal cleared his throat and said calmly.

"Based on inferences from countless previous studies," countered McCard, "I think that I have some authority in the field since I'm appearing as a technical witness."

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