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"Du, please don't worry, this is just a misunderstanding, I will definitely bail you out." Andrew, knowing that he couldn't stop him, had no choice but to persuade Du Wensen.

"Andrew, don't waste your efforts. Trust me, you can't handle it this time." Du Wensen said while wearing clothes.

"Du, you know, you are already my friend, and I will not leave my friend alone until death." Andrew explained.

"Then..." Du Wensen thought for a while: "Take good care of Neve, you know, she is very greedy!"

Andrew opened his mouth and could only watch Du Vincent being taken away.

Deadpool sat silently on the bed, no one knew what he was thinking.

When passing by the yard, Du Wensen did not forget to tell Neve to listen to Andrew's words in the future.

Then, he walked as easily as if he was being surrounded for a walk.

Smiling and not a trace of nervousness.

It was incompatible with Chief Jackson's serious face.

After getting in the car, the young police officer took charge of driving. Sheriff Jackson and a female police officer sandwiched Du Wensen in the middle.

"Hey! Relax, after all, I won't run away, right?" Du Wensen said with a smile.

"Sorry, Mr. Du, I personally admire you very much. It's a pity that the order is difficult. I hope you won't embarrass me. I know it's easy to escape with your ability, but you should consider Andrew. He is your guarantor. Man, if you escape, he will bear a great responsibility." Jackson said sincerely.

"I know, of course everyone knows. I'm just very sorry for disturbing the wonderful dinner you two had." After saying that, Du Wensen asked the female police officer next to him: "What should I call you? My beautiful lady."

"Call me Haili!" the female police officer warned.

Du Wensen took a deep breath and said: "What a beautiful lady, I delayed you from going to Sheriff Jackson's house tonight!"

Jackson suddenly became embarrassed and said angrily: "Mr. Du, please pay attention to your words and don't talk nonsense."

"Oh?" Du Wensen was surprised.

"Didn't Miss Haili spend last night with you? She smells like your home deodorant!"

Suddenly, the car came to a sudden stop, and the police officer driving in front turned back angrily.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know you two were a couple! After all, the smell of Ms. Haili's perfume has been on you for more than three days." Du Wensen raised the corner of his mouth.

"Nick, you have to believe me. The police chief and I have nothing to do with each other. This guy is talking nonsense. You must not believe him." Female police officer Haili explained hurriedly.

Du Wensen glanced down.

"Perhaps you broke your knees while mopping Sheriff Jackson's floor last night at his house, right?"

"Shut up!" three voices shouted in unison.

The car suddenly fell into silence.

Finally, Jackson had to speak.

"Nick, drive first, I will explain this to you later!"

"Chief, I hope you can give me a reasonable explanation then. You know how much I love Haili." Nick said seriously.

"Wait!" Du Wensen shouted.

"Shut up!" Jackson roared.

"I just want to say, if you want to go to Pier 7, why don't you take a shortcut?" Du Wensen said innocently.

Sheriff Jackson was stunned and asked, "How did you know we were going to Pier 7!"

"It's obvious, isn't it? Since you want to believe that I killed those people, you naturally have to take me to the scene to leave some traces of crime, such as fingerprints, weapons, etc. You are also very upset that I obviously killed so many people on the ship. People, but why didn’t they leave any traces?" Du Wensen explained.

Jackson took a breath of surprise. Du Wensen not only guessed what they were thinking, but also said it so calmly. He suddenly felt a little uneasy.

"but……"

Du Wensen smiled, attracting the attention of the three people, but suddenly said: "I'm thirsty, can you buy me a bottle of water?"

Jackson's face sank and he warned: "I remind you, don't play tricks!"

"Forget it, I'll stop talking if I'm thirsty!" Du Wensen closed his mouth.

Jackson felt very uncomfortable. He knew clearly that Du Wensen did it on purpose, but he still couldn't help but think about what he would say next.

So after thinking twice, I finally said: "Nick, go to the supermarket in front to buy a bottle of water for Mr. Du."

"Buy another burger, I haven't had dinner yet!" Du Wensen said with a frown.

Nick left angrily.

None of the three of them ate either.

So, the four of them continued on their way munching on burgers.

After eating and drinking, Jackson asked again: "Mr. Du, can you continue what you just said?"

Du Wensen burped and raised his middle finger.

"Mr. Du, please don't challenge my patience, I'm doing this for your own good!" Jackson said solemnly.

"You can frame me falsely, you can make me a murderer, you can even convict me, I won't care, but do you know what I can't tolerate the most?" Du Wensen said with a smile.

"Mr. Du, I'm warning you again, we will not slander any citizen. We have conclusive evidence and even witnesses who can prove that you are the murderer." Jackson said sternly.

"Stupid, what I can't tolerate the most is the stupidity of my opponents! This is the biggest insult to me. You make me very dissatisfied. It seems that I have to teach you the correct frame-up process in person!"

"First of all, you should rearrange the scene before I arrive. Do you think that just throwing a few knives at the boatload of dead bodies and smearing my fingerprints on them will be enough?"

"Please, use your brain and think about it. On such a big ship, 126 armed personnel and 59 experimental personnel died on board. Can I kill it by myself? Even if I kill it by myself. , how do you want people to report that I killed more than a hundred heavily armed security personnel alone?"

"How can you make people believe it?"

"So, you should arrange a group for me, for example, with 5-10 people. They can't all be killed with knives. After all, if you said that a group of people hacked to death more than a hundred people with guns, that's not right. No one believes it, right?"

"So, there can't be guns on the ship, and you also need to arrange some identities for those armed personnel. For example, a group of veterans gathering on a cruise ship? This way, if it is investigated in the future, it will not arouse suspicion."

"Of course this raises a question: What kind of skills can kill more than a hundred veterans with just a few people?"

By then, the three people in the car were completely attracted by Du Wensen's words.

"So what should we do?" Jackson asked.

"Of course they are a group of organized, planned, and famous fierce people, so that the people will believe it. Otherwise, you can't say that a few unknown people can commit such a big case, right?"

Jackson nodded involuntarily, thinking that Du Wensen was right.