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"What? Du Wensen escaped?" Jackson broke out in a cold sweat. .biquge

"No, no! He came back on his own this morning. You have to quickly check where he went last night and what he did!" the warden explained.

Jackson's heart skipped a beat, feeling that something might be wrong.

"Okay! I'm going to check now. You must send someone to guard him and not let him leave the cell for even half a step!" After speaking, Jackson hung up the phone and rushed to the monitoring department.

In this city with dense surveillance cameras, as long as a person goes out, he will inevitably be watched. Of course, Jackson did not regard Du Wensen as an ordinary person. He just wanted to know if Jackson had been to a few specific places.

The first place was Jushan Mental Hospital. He couldn't let Du Wensen know that something had happened to Andrew.

The second place is the police station, where there is evidence of Du Wensen's crime.

However, a few hours later, the police officers checked all the surveillance videos around these two places and found no trace of Du Wensen.

In other words, Du Wensen did not want to find Andrew, nor did he want to destroy the criminal evidence.

"So what on earth did he go out and do last night?"

"You asked me what I went out to do last night? I just went out to get some fresh air."

In the cell, facing Jackson's questioning, Du Wensen looked as usual, without the slightest sense of nervousness.

Jackson's face was ashen. He knew that Du Wensen's escape from prison would never be that simple, but he checked all the surveillance cameras and could not find Du Wensen's whereabouts that night.

"If you tell me now what you did last night, I won't charge you with escaping from prison."

Du Wensen raised his head and smiled: "But I plead guilty!"

Jackson really wanted to beat up Du Wensen like he did with other prisoners until he found out the truth, but it was a pity that it was too late.

The court session is about to begin today.

"No matter what you did, it is meaningless! Today you will be punished by the law."

After Jackson threatened him, he ordered the prison guards to escort Du Wensen into the car.

He didn't believe that Du Wensen could change anything. The evidence and witnesses were all ready, and the scene was completely cleaned. Coupled with the manipulation of the boss, Du Wensen was dead this time.

Carjacking on the way?

Maybe this is possible.

Jackson called in two more teams of police officers, mobilized several anti-riot vehicles, and even sat in Du Wensen's car himself. In the event of an emergency, he had the authority to directly shoot Du Wensen to death.

However, while Jackson was on tenterhooks, Du Wensen slept soundly all the way and nothing happened until he arrived at the court.

In the temporary detention room of the court, Du Wensen met his lawyer Rody.

"Damn it! Why did the court start in advance? This is against the laws and regulations. I am your lawyer, but they didn't notify me of all this until this morning. Du, this is very detrimental to you!" Roddy said angrily.

"Yes! Being broken into your home early in the morning and being forced to do things against your will is really not pleasant." Du Wensen said with emotion.

Rody was shocked and said: "You, what are you talking about?"

"Your tie!"

Du Wen pointed and said: "Yesterday you used the Pratt knot technique, but today you changed it to the Windsor knot technique. That person also left a crease on it rudely. A successful lawyer would not treat himself like this." tie."

"Mr. Du, I don't know what you are talking about!" Rody denied.

"Tell me who is the person who persecuted you. You should know that I will plead guilty today. I just want to know who is framing me!" Du Wensen asked.

Rody was silent for a while.

"I don't know. He claimed to be from the FBI, warned me not to defend you anymore, and took away all the information I collected. Mr. Du, I'm sorry, for the safety of my wife and children, I may not be able to help you anymore. !”

"Don't feel guilty. You've done your best, haven't you? Can you tell me some characteristics of that person?" Du Wensen smiled.

"It's a black man!"

"that's it?"

"No, no, in our eyes, all black people seem to look the same!" Roddy explained.

Du Wensen frowned slightly: "Oh~~! That's really bad, Mr. Roddy, think about it carefully, are there any other characteristics on his body?"

Roddy thought about it seriously. After a few minutes, he hesitated and said: "It seems that when he left, his right leg was a little unnatural when he walked."

"Oh~~~?"

Du Wensen immediately beamed.

"There are a total of 2186 FBI agents on record in New York, of which 416 are black and 0 have a disability in the right leg."

"Mr. Du, I just think he is a little unnatural, and he may not be disabled. Also, how do you know so clearly?" Rody said nervously.

Du Wensen explained: "Oh, I remembered it by the way the last time I entered their system, just pretend you didn't hear it."

Roddy wiped his sweat. He thought that what the detective said in the morning seemed to be right. Du Wensen was probably a very dangerous person. He could not offend such a person no matter what.

"Mr. Du, do you guess who that person is?"

Du Wensen shook his head: "No, I only wrote down the agents who left the FBI in the past three years. Ten of them fit the situation you mentioned. It seems that we need to check."

"Ten, ten?" Rody said in surprise.

"Well! According to records, more than a thousand agents in the entire FBI die every year, and hundreds of people are injured and disabled. This world is really wonderful!" Du Wensen admired.

Rody exclaimed: "Hundreds of people are disabled every year, and there were more than a thousand people disabled in those three years. Mr. Du, do you really remember everyone?"

"No, I just wrote down some of their characteristics. Of course, this data will not exist in my mind for long, and it will be deleted by me after a while!" Du Wensen explained.

Rody wanted to know how people could delete their own memories.

However, at this time, the guard outside the door knocked on the door and reminded: "Lawyer Rody, the court session is about to begin, please leave."

Rody endured it and finally said: "Mr. Du, as your defense lawyer, I am deeply sorry, but for the safety of my wife and children, I have to agree to them. The only thing I can do is to return all the trust money. "

"It doesn't matter, I won't blame you!" Du Wensen nodded slightly.

"Thank you!" Rody bowed before walking out.

For some reason, he felt as if he had narrowly escaped death.

Since it was a public trial, the court was not only filled with the victims' family members, but even reporters sat in several rows. They also wanted to get first-hand reports on such a big event.

As the 24 jurors and the judge arrived, a hammer sounded, announcing that the trial was officially open.