Chapter 85 The Exposed King(1/2)
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George looked at the scene displayed on the tablet monitor in his hand, and his expression became weird again.
Especially when I saw the black figure jumping out of the car and diving into the Hudson River without looking back, my expression was even more shocking.
WTF?
Although there is no way to be 100% sure that the black figure jumping out of the car in this surveillance is Hawke, the license plate in the surveillance is very clear.
George was sure that if such surveillance was presented to the court, the probability of this evidence being accepted by the jury would be less than 10%.
Is it really not him?
wrong!
George had a thought in his mind, and then out of the corner of his eye he once again saw Hawke sitting on the interrogation chair opposite, with a teasing expression in his eyes, and he gave up the idea instantly.
damn it.
This guy must be King.
George took a deep breath, handed the tablet in his hand to Beckett, stared at Hawke opposite him, and said to Beckett: "Let the people in the forensics department transfer the information from 8:30 to 9 p.m.
At 30:30, the car passed through all the videos and verified the authenticity of the video contents."
This surveillance video must be fake.
George believes that this will be proven once the video is authenticated.
Beckett was stunned.
Although Beckett didn't know what happened that she didn't know about, it seemed that George was 100% sure that Hawke was the King they were looking for.
but……
Beckett looked at Hawke, who was sitting in the interrogation chair opposite. At any time, she believed in the intuition and judgment of her colleagues, especially the intuition and judgment of the veteran police detective George.
But not necessarily this time.
Beckett motioned for George to follow her out of the interrogation room.
"George, are you saying that this surveillance video has been tampered with?"
"right."
"But he's just a high school student."
"If he is King, then he has this ability."
really.
After hearing these words, Beckett thought to himself. He looked at George, who insisted that Hawke was the King. He hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but said, "George, are you really sure that he is the King?"
George said in a deep voice: "Yes."
"evidence?"
"Too many coincidences."
"No, I mean..."
Beckett shook his head and looked at George: "If he is not Gwen's boyfriend, are you still so sure that he is King?"
Dads like their daughters to be by their side.
Especially a daughter slave.
In order to prevent outsiders from snatching his daughter away from him, he would do anything unbelievable.
And George is a well-known daughter-slave. He is the ultimate daughter-slave who is willing to risk his own life for his daughter.
The most important thing.
Beckett once took on a case where a daughter's slave father killed a random passerby in order to prevent his daughter from getting married, and then blamed it on his daughter's boyfriend.
so……
Beckett thought for a while and said to George: "Now it feels to me that you are no longer inferring the result from the evidence, but inferring the evidence from the result."
In any case, his investigation process must first look for evidence and then draw a conclusion.
But right now?
At least in Beckett's view, although there are too many coincidences in Hawke, there is no evidence that can be directly related to King. And under such circumstances, George is still so sure that Hawke is King. How is this?
Look, it's not quite in compliance with the regulations, and there's a bit of personal grudge involved.
After hearing these words and looking at the expression on Beckett's face, George said in a deep voice: "He is the King."
"evidence."
"..."
George said nothing.
He didn't.
At the very least, as Beckett said, he doesn't have any evidence that can stand on the table and make the jury believe it in court.
Can……
My intuition is not wrong.
"Jingle Bell!"
"……Hello."
Beckett connected the phone in his hand, listened to the voice on the phone, and nodded: "Okay, I understand. Send the things to the forensics department as soon as possible for identification."
Finished.
Beckett hung up the phone and looked at George: "Ryan called. A set of wet clothes was found in Hawke's room and bathroom. I have asked Ryan to send it to the forensic department. From now on
, what Hawke said is the same as the evidence we have."
George frowned.
The next second.
George turned around, pushed open the door of the interrogation room with a bang, looked at Hawke sitting on the interrogation chair inside, and said in a deep voice: "After you jumped out of the car, why did you jump into the Hudson River?"
Hawke, who was thinking about what tricks his future father-in-law had, looked at George who suddenly said this as he pushed the door open. The corners of his mouth raised slightly: "Because... between two points, a straight line is the shortest?"
George: "..."
Do not ask.
The question is, between two points, a straight line is the shortest. If you take the main road, you need to cross a bridge and make a big circle to get home.
But if you take the waterway, you can save at least half an hour's journey. You can swim across the Hudson River, go ashore, and walk down a small alley to get home.
The most important thing.
There is no surveillance during the period from the time we disembark from the Hudson River to our home.
The giant farmer only needs to modify a surveillance video.
Hawke smiled and gave the reason why he jumped into the river and swam home. He looked at George: "Besides, I drank last night and swam back so that I could sober up. Detective Stacy, there is no such thing."
According to the law, I can't swim home."
"..."
This reason...
George looked deeply at Hawke who looked up and smiled at his explanation. He could clearly feel the unabashed provocation in this smile.
Yes, I am King, you guessed it right, but do you have any evidence?
"I'll find the evidence."
"random."
Hawke smiled slightly, spread his hands, leaned against the chair, and looked at George, whose face was full of "I will catch you" expression. He said indifferently: "I am also looking forward to what Detective Stacey can do.
Evidence to prove that I am the King."
George squeezed it tightly with both hands.
at this time.
"Beckett!"
Esposito's voice rang outside. Esposito walked to the interrogation corridor, looked at Beckett standing at the door of the interrogation room, and said with excitement: "We found King."
Beckett paused as he was about to open the door and enter the interrogation room.
George, who was looking at Hawke in the interrogation room, also couldn't help but turn his head when he heard these words.
The next second.
George made a swish sound and focused his attention on Hawke again.
Hawke smiled brightly.
To be continued...