Chapter 247: Smart Madman

Beckett glanced at John strangely. It was difficult for him to understand how a man who was dying no matter how he looked before, suddenly became energized? Did Alvin cast a spell on him?

Beckett shook his head and drove the absurd thoughts out of his mind, holding a notebook in one hand and a pen in the other, and asked, "John, can you tell me carefully, the person who made you open the corners of your mouth. What does it look like? What's its name? Is there anyone else looking for that person like you? Where did you meet that person?"

The spirited John closed his eyes and thought about it carefully, then shuddered and said, "I don't know his name, that man, how old he is, he painted his face terrifyingly white, and the corners of his mouth are also Slitted, then sewn up, with two horrific scars.

I met this guy in a slum apartment in Brooklyn. He took out $20,000 from a brown suitcase and demanded that I cut the corners of my mouth in front of him!

And he asked me to stay in New York for three months! Otherwise he will find me and kill me! "

Speaking of which, John glanced at Beckett and said with a wry smile, "We all know that his last request is impossible. Who will listen to him? But where can I go?"

Beckett listened carefully and continued to ask while recording, "Is there anyone else like you? I mean those who are willing to open the corners of their mouths!"

John smiled bitterly and said: "How come there are not, there are too many! There are only four people I know, and there are more people I don't know! In fact, I only listened to what they said to find that person! "

Beckett was taken aback, and then asked, "Who are they? How did they know that person?"

John was silent for a moment, glanced at Alvin, then sighed and said, "They are friends I met when I was on drugs, you don't actually need to go to them.

Every Monday, that person would put an ad in the New York Times job posting with a clown's face and a phone number on it.

I followed that phone to find that person! The news spread widely in Brooklyn's addict circle, and basically everyone knew it!

$20,000 is a lot of money for us! For this money, many people can give anything! "

Beckett took notes intently. She had a headache. No matter which police officer encounters this kind of case, it will be very painful. The opponent is very likely to be a very smart neurotic. clue!

"Can you describe your impression of that person in detail? Your most intuitive impression is fine. Everything you can think of will help us!" Beckett tapped his forehead with a signature pen and said to John.

John cooperated very well. He closed his eyes, recalled carefully, and then said slowly: "The man was wearing a purple suit and was carrying a brown suitcase. His hair was blond, all the way to the neck, and it was messy. , it feels crazy!

He speaks like a poisonous snake, and he always likes to stick his tongue out, which makes his voice always hoarse with a hint of sound. very scary!

His face~~I only remember the bright red corners of the mouth and the white! "

Beckett continued to ask a few more detailed questions, then closed the notebook and started calling her colleagues Esposito and Ryan. She wanted to stay here and wait for Stark's bodyguard Happy to come over.

The crazy clown actor that Alvin said is the main suspect now, she must know who this person is!

Some curious Robert and Steve asked Alvin what happened.

Robert frowned and said nothing.

Steve seemed a little puzzled. The madman at the dance stared at him for one night, which left a deep impression on him, but the guy who was thrown out of Stark Manor didn't seem to be able to do it. Big money man! 20,000 per person, that's a lot of money!

Steve touched Alvin's arm and said in a deep voice, "If it's the lunatic at the dance, I still have an impression, but he doesn't seem like a person with such a big deal! He doesn't look like a man with a lot of money. money man!"

Alvin smiled and said, "Who knows! Maybe that guy is just an incompetent lunatic, and this matter has nothing to do with him. Another possibility is that he found himself a rich sponsor!

Whether it is him or not, this lunatic must not want to do good deeds! I have a feeling this Officer Beckett is going to be in trouble this time! "

Cassel leaned beside Alvin and said excitedly: "This guy must be crazy, but his brain is very smart! He must be confusing the police department by doing these things! The New York Police Department is busy now. There is no hand in hand, there is simply not enough manpower to investigate these poor people!

It's a challenge!

He left clues, he wanted to play a game with the police, it was so exciting! I so want to know what this guy thinks! "

Alvin glanced at Cassel, who was also crazy now, and ignored him. It is normal for a writer to go crazy for the inspiration of writing a book!

Commissioner Misty has been sitting there without saying a word since she came to the restaurant, wanting to watch the excitement of Police Officer Beckett. But when things got a little serious, she kept thinking, she was an experienced policeman after all.

Misty stood up and walked to John's side, looking at the four bundles of banknotes that were still on the table, and thoughtfully said to Alvin, "This method of bundling money looks very different from the bank's method. I think I've seen it somewhere!"

Alvin saw that Misty didn't talk to Beckett, but found herself, and it was very interesting. Is it true that all women with a little bit of ability are not right when they are together! Beckett and Fox do it, Misty and Beckett do it again!

Since she entered the restaurant, Misty has behaved just like Michael the day she first took office. She came here with the intention of watching a joke! A strong policeman can't get any favors in the Peace Hotel!

It's a pity that she was disappointed in the end. This beautiful police officer has a familiar boyfriend who acts as a lubricant to make the work of Officer Beckett go smoothly!

But now, things seemed a little serious, Misty's professionalism overwhelmed her careful thinking, and she quickly found a key point, that is, the source of that person's funds!

Alvin glanced at the bundles of dollars. In fact, he had already seen the source of the money, but it was not clear at the time, so there was no need to say it! Now that Misty has asked, Alvin is naturally willing to answer.

Laughing and clicking on the dollars on the table, Alvin said, "This should be a common tactic used by drug dealers. In June, the Jamaican drug dealer Pluto once sent me a pack of these banknotes. Said that was his son Domi's tuition for the past 12 years!"

After listening to Alvin's words, Beckett looked at Alvin in disbelief, and said, "You still have contact with drug dealers?" As he spoke, Beckett instinctively touched the pistol on his waist!

Alvin glanced at her and said, "This is Hell's Kitchen, is it strange that my principal knows a student's parent?

One more word, my student was admitted to Columbia University's law department this year, and he may be a lawyer in the future! "

Officer Beckett said unacceptably: "But he is a drug dealer, and you even charged him money!"

Alvin glanced at Misty, the black female chief must not have made it clear to Beckett about Hell's Kitchen. From this point, we can see a very real truth. It is difficult for a person to learn well, but it is really fast to learn badly. Director Misty is a typical example!

Alvin glared at Director Misty, Misty shrugged her shoulders and made a look on her face, what's wrong with me? The expression makes people look disgusting.

Turning to Officer Beckett, Alvin said in a deep voice, "What does it have to do with me if he is a drug dealer? Am I not clear enough? I am the principal, and he is the parent of my students.

The money he sent was because his son Domi was admitted to university, and he wanted to make up for his son's tuition for the past 12 years! What's the problem? A drug dealer can't give back to his alma mater for his son?"

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