Everything is connected

"Bald? Wait a second, if that's the case then...."

Max seemed to suddenly think of something.

He quickly took out the notebook from his pocket in which he noted down the case information previously and flipped through it. He had to specifically ask Lawyer Joe for help.

The few people standing at the door frowned when they saw Max's behavior. They thought in their minds speechless.

'First you desperately wanted to come to the scene of the crime to take a look. But now that your wish has finally come true, you aren't doing anything at all and are just reading the book. You could have done that in your cell too. '

"It's possible. Damn! How come I didn't think of it before. "

Max suddenly exclaimed as a smile appeared on his face. 

Lisa on the side was still very quiet, but his eyes kept observing Max and the environment in the warehouse as if thoughtful.

Max naturally didn't care about the eyes of those people outside the warehouse . At this moment he was already running low on time. And he didn't want to waste even a single second right now.

Looking at the warehouse Max remembered a quote from his own novel in the last life.

[ Everything you see is extremely close to the truth, even if the content is contrary to the truth, at least it is related.]

Max frowned, and observed the warehouse surroundings even more carefully . And he did notice a few details. Moreover he also struck off a few more plausible options from his notebook.

* If Drake died after Max fell asleep, the murderer might have been in the warehouse from the beginning. Hiding in the warehouse and waiting for dawn, taking advantage of the chaos to sneak into the loan shark team.

Max quickly raised his head and looked around. This warehouse was really not big, and the stacked cabinets are all hollowed out, so one can see through it at a glance, and it is almost impossible to hide people. That's what he reasoned yesterday too.

However, just to be on the safe side, Max also dug out the photos on the case file, compared the warehouse environment at that time with the current one, and found that there was also no place for hiding people.

Max shook his head. He was very sure that there should not be a third person in this warehouse.

Because even if it was dark on the first night, and a third party could find a place to hide, then the door would open the next day, the sun would shine in, and the entire warehouse would have nothing to hide. Thus making it impossible to mix in with that so called 'loan shark team'.

Besides it was written in the case file that there were only a total of three people in that debt collection team . If Max at that time couldn't tell the difference between three people and four people, then don't bother, just confess your guilt obediently, and try not to be blind in your next life .

Max decided to go back to the point he came up with the last night , that is, ( Drake is not Drake).

" May be when the original Max woke up in the warehouse, the person he was talking to was a fake Drake, a loan shark gang in reality. "

Max thought of this and immediately felt that it was possible.

"Yes! That's it!"

Max clenched his hands and said secretly.

This idea is very close to his own idea, and it also fits incomparably with the theory [Drake is not Drake] that he came up with yesterday.

In this way, the series of thoughts in Max's mind can all be connected. Everything fits in together like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle.

Max watched, watched, and watched the whole incident in his mind once again. One by one, all the suspicious points passed before his eyes and now that he had a lead, Max was able to answer most of them .

Seeing a ray of hope in this tense atmosphere, Max suddenly couldn't hold back and shouted out loud.

"Thank god ! I can still be saved! I can still live!!!"

He shouted excitedly, although he didn't know whether the God was listening to him or not , but at least he felt a bit relaxed.

At this moment, the people outside the door all looked at each other, and even the two guards who had been standing beside them all came over, and they saw Max in the warehouse holding a notebook in his right hand, and there was a case file in the other hand . He was jumping up and down in a place.

"This..."

The guard scratched his head, looked at Clark tentatively, and asked hesitantly.

"Should we go in and catch him?"

Clark shook his head:

"Oh, no, he's just playing some tricks there. Let him be. "

"I'm innocent! I'm innocent!"

Max raised his voice again.

Clark pouted without opening his lips. This time, he didn't care whether Max agreed or not, and went straight into the warehouse:

"Stop yelling there, whether you are innocent or not has nothing to do with how loud your voice is , you have to show something more convincing."

Max didn't get angry when he saw Clark coming in, but asked instead.

"I really need something convincing? But on the contrary, if you say that I am the murderer, don't you have to come up with something to convince me?

"Are you crazy? At this time, do you still want to use this sophistry method to seek survival? Okay, I will let you give up on yourself completely !"

Clark walked towards Max angrily . At the same time, he also spoke in a confident manner.

"First: You were the first to discover the deceased! There is nothing wrong with you being included in the investigation!"

"Second: You are in the same room as the deceased, which is enough for you to be classified as a suspect!"

" Third: The warehouse is a secret room, and it is a double secret room in fact. The secret room, you understand ! There are locks on the inside and outside of the door, people outside can't enter, and people inside can't get out. Just this one point is enough to define you as the number one suspect."

"Fourth: In the case of being in the secret room, only you have the possibility of killing Drake , and the only murder weapon also has your fingerprints ! With this, you can be identified as the murderer!"

"Fifth: The estimated time of death , it actually coincides with time when you were the only person accompanying Drake in the warehouse , so you can also verify the fact that you are the murderer."

"No matter the testimony, evidence, or witnesses, all point to you, and even at the time of the initial judgment, you yourself did not object to the testimony. You didn't give any reason to justify yourself. You just kept shouting indiscriminately, and even pretended to be sick afterwards, trying to escape legal sanctions.

'When I was guilty , I was deceiving myself and others, and now suddenly I am shouting everywhere about proving my innocence!' Do you think of us as fools? "

Clark imitated Max. By the end his voice became louder and louder, and finally he even stretched out his hand, pointing directly at Max. It felt like in a detective movie, the protagonist of justice is at one end pointing at the villain standing opposite to him and finally brought the criminal to justice.

But Max just closed the notebook in his hand lightly and looked at Clark confidently.

"Yes. I want to prove it. And I can prove it. "