Qiao Dun sat in an office that the police station had made for him, flipping through materials related to the bank robbery.

The witnesses in this case, including bank staff, security guards, ordinary citizens, and the surviving robber, were able to match the testimony of more than 20 people, without any flaws.

The case site has been cleaned up and the bank has resumed business, but all the bullet points and the two bodies fell down are recorded in photos. The three guns were also wrapped in evidence bags and placed in front of Qiao Dun.

But these still cannot prove anything. Qiao Dun puts all his hopes on the on-site surveillance video. This is the most intuitive evidence of this case. If there is really a breakthrough, it can only be on this video data.

Over and over again, Qiao Dun watched this video repeatedly, especially the critical forty-nine seconds...

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March 14th, 10:00 am.

Tom was sitting at home watching boring TV news. He kept his door open and kept silent, and his measures to keep silent have achieved some results. The media reports about himself are disappearing. It seems that people have quickly found new topics to talk about, and reporters have also retreated, with significantly fewer phone messages and uninterested knockers.

Suddenly, Tom turned his face, staring at the direction of his doorstep through the living room wall, as if he could see through the wall, and he was blinded. Tom arched his body and quickly got up without making any sound. He slowly approached a cabinet, and in the drawer of the cabinet, there was a pistol with bullets on it.

This is his five-meter principle. In this room, no matter where Tom is, there must be a weapon within five meters. If necessary, even if he is sitting on the toilet reading a newspaper, he can still buy a weapon and prepare for killing within three seconds.

Dongdong, the knock on the door sounded twice, short and powerful.

Tom did not expect the other party to knock on the door. He knew that the person at the door was not a reporter, which was almost an instinctive judgment.

But Tom finally didn't pick up his weapon, but walked to the door and responded in a normal tone: "I'm sorry, I won't accept the interview."

"I'm not a reporter. I want to ask you some questions about that case on behalf of the police. I hope you can assist in the investigation." Qiao Dun said.

Tom opened the door: "Can you check your ID?"

"Of course," Qiaodun said and showed his ID, but his ID was not the police badge of Maple Leaf County, but the diamond-shaped star-track badge of HL: "Hello, I am Gary Qiaodun, I'm glad to know you, Mr. Tom Stoll."

"Hello, um...sir." Tom showed the normal reaction a civilian should have, with a little surprise and confusion on his face.

"Can I come in and say it?"

"Uh, of course, please come in, sir."

"Don't be so polite, you can call me Gary." Qiao Dun entered the house.

Tom closed the door and replied, "I'd better call you Mr. Qiaodun, please sit in the hall." Tom led the other party into the room, "Please sit, what should I drink?"

Qiao Dun's eyes glanced at Tom's house and replied casually, "Just tea is enough."

Tom was preparing tea and said in a very polite tone: "Please forgive me for being unreasonable in the first place. There are too many reporters these days, and a few of them want to sneak in as policemen. I guess they are all wearing hidden cameras."

Qiao Dun replied, "I don't mind."

Tom brought the tea and sat on the chair opposite Qiao Dun: "Please use it slowly."

"Thank you." Qiao Dun's observation of the room stopped, and his eyes remained on Tom's face.

"Well... I don't know what the sir needs to ask? Is that case so serious that it needs to alarm HL?" Tom asked.

Qiao Dun did not move the tea on the table. He stared into Tom's eyes, trying to catch something from it, but no matter how he looked, he was just an ordinary office worker and nothing special.

"In order to have a status that can be done cheaply, I took the title of second lieutenant in HL. In fact, my position, to be precise, should be a senior aide to a certain nobleman, and this time I came, I followed the wishes of that adult."

When he heard "a nobleman", Tom's expression seemed a little surprised. He was stunned for two seconds and asked, "But you didn't say just now, asking me on behalf of the police..."

Qiao Dun didn't want to waste time on such issues at all, he rudely interrupted the other party: "Mr. Stoll, how much do you know about the Gilson family?"

Tom was confused, and it seemed that he was really thinking hard: "Well... I'm sorry, this is the first time I heard of this name."

Qiao Dun said again: "Oh, then, Mr. Stor, I heard that you moved to this city seven years ago. Where did you live before that? I would like to know about it, please be sure to be more specific."

Tom hesitated for a while before replying: "I was born on a fishing boat. I have been fishing with my father and uncles since I was a child until a storm took everything away, except for my life. Later, I went to the Youth Shelter Center for education, and after graduating from high school, I changed several jobs. I went from Nordic to Maple Leaf County to take root seven years ago." Tom paused: "These are all recorded, and you should be able to find it directly from my file."

At this point, Qiao Dun was still staring at Tom's eyes, but he still didn't see anything, there was no abnormal mood swing, nor any sign of lying.

Of course, Qiao Dun had checked Tom's information and could almost memorize it. He just wanted to ask the man in front of him again to see if there were any differences.

"About the bank robbery on March 10th..." Qiao Dun suddenly changed the subject and took out a PVP670 from his shirt pocket: "This is a surveillance video on the spot. I have some questions to ask you."

"Huh...Mr. Qiaodun, you know, I don't really want to see this. Until now, I'm still a little scared when I think of the scene at that time." Tom's body leaned back, looking nervous.

"I'm afraid you have to overcome this fear, Mr. Stor." Qiao Dun started playing the video.

The video he intercepted began when the robbers rushed into the bank and ended when they died and one injured and lost resistance. It was a total of four minutes.

When Tom looked at it, his expression changed a lot, and even showed a little fear. After watching it, he sighed and said, "That's really terrible, isn't it?"

Qiao Dun stroked his fingers across the touch screen, letting the progress bar go back a little, and began to say, "According to the police investigation, the robber with the pistol is the leader of the three. This man has a record of violent crime and is a veteran. You see, when he first entered the bank, he fired the gun to the ceiling. The two bullets were very valuable, and he knew what to do to control the situation.

The other two were much worse. They shouted, because they were over-tensioned and had an adrenaline surge. The excited emotions naturally required a certain way to vent, and the crying boy angered the somewhat out of control at this time."

Qiao Dun delayed the progress bar again: "Have you ever been a soldier?"

Tom shook his head: "Never."

Qiao Dun pointed to the screen: "I noticed that when the gunshots, the people in the entire bank lobby are basically bent down, lowered their heads, hugged their heads, shrank their necks, and screamed. But at that moment, you knelt on one knee, and found the nearest bunker between the direction of the gunshot and where you were - the pillar in the bank lobby. You half-squatted down, hid behind, and quickly began to observe the situation around you."

"What? No, Mr. Qiaodon, I'm not that." Tom pointed to the PVP670 picture, "Look, I shrank my head and hid."

In fact, behind the pillar was the blind spot of the camera probe. In the video, Tom did curl up and hide behind, but after he disappeared into the camera, no one knew whether he hugged his head and shivered, or half-squatted to watch the six directions.

Anyway, Qiao Dun believed that Tom's reaction was the latter, but the other party denied it, and he had nothing to say.

After dragging the progress bar again, Qiao Dun said, "And here, Mr. Stor, when you were fighting with the robber on the ground, I was wondering why when the other two robbers approached, you suddenly stood up?"

Tom said, "Well... At that time, I only knew to hold him tightly from behind, and desperately grasp the barrel of the shotgun. The bandit wanted to attack me with the back of the head and elbows, so I managed to avoid it again, so I started fighting with him, and somehow stood up. Maybe he was strong and forced to use the strength of his legs to bring me up."

Qiao Dun said, "When you stood up, his body blocked between your companions and you, causing the other two robbers to not fire the gun, right?"

Tom replied, "Yes, then he wanted to turn around with brute force and throw me out, or at least let me face the muzzle of his companion, but after turning half a circle, the shotgun went off fire."

"It just happened to blow half of his accomplice's head off again." Qiao Dun continued.

Tom sighed: "Yes, that's so scary."

Qiao Dun remained silent, then pointed to the video and said, "After the gunshot, the robber released the barrel. I think it was because the barrel was overheated." He changed his tone and asked, "But why didn't you let go?"

Tom said, "I noticed it later. Look, my left hand is indeed injured." He stretched out his left hand, and there were signs of burns on his palm. "Maybe it was because he was too scared at the time and even ignored the pain."

Qiao Dun thought to himself: If he had deliberately injured such a minor injury without any records at home these days, no one would know that it would be impossible to leak...

Qiao Dun then said, "Then the robber with the pistol shot his accomplice, and you suddenly released the barrel because the robber who was fighting with you, and had no place to exert force, so you fell back." He pointed to the screen: "You are so lucky. If you are in the evening for another second, you will be shot. It's like... you dodged the bullet."

Tom said, "I didn't know about this at the time. Because of the successive gunshots, I was very scared... I was just trying to subdue the robber with the pistol with the gun, but when he shot continuously, I paniced, and I fired."

"It just broke one of his legs again...is it?" Qiao Dun said.

Tom said, "Yes, that's it. The Sheriff asked me all these when I was taking the transcript."

Qiao Dun smiled and stood up, as if he was about to leave: "Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Stor, I think I have asked enough questions, sorry for disturbing your rest."

"You're welcome, sir, you can come to me anytime if you need it." Tom put on a diligent smile with that terrible cold-blooded killer face.

He sent the lieutenant to the door, and Tom was about to close the door, when Qiao Dun turned around: "By the way, Mr. Stoll, have you ever heard of such a name, or code name?"

“Is it…”

"Gambling on snakes."

"No, I've never heard of it, what is that? Clothing brand, gambling brand?"

"Haha..." Qiao Dun smiled: "Goodbye, Mr. Stor."

The door was closed, and both of them had different expressions on their faces.

Qiao Dun stopped laughing.

Tom, however, sneered.
Chapter completed!