Doomsday Wonderland

The true warden will not ask the phrase "Why do you put drugs on the detectives of Geer?"

So, is it... Is the Warden informed?

"It's awful, no wonder he told you everything easily," although the mouth was bad, Descartes sounded like a schadenfreak. "It looks like you guys are a group." Congratulations, you found the alliance so soon... Hey!"

Bohemia slowly loosened its consciousness, and the mosaic in the corner of the field twitched and re-expanded, and the vague and chaotic color blocks flashed in midair.

The beef sandwich's gaze remained caged on her.

"That, I mean..." She calmed her face, even though she was a little panicked. A few turns in her mind, she suddenly came up with the idea: "Oh, how do you answer this question when you ask about your head?"

She managed to sneak up – the beef sandwich suddenly realized, “snapped” and relaxed the back.

"Pilling medicine?" He squirted from his nose, and he just swept away his temperament: "How does she prove? Just because she saw it? I said that I didn't let it go. Agent Gere would also say that he was in his family." There is a history of sputum, and he can't detect the residue in his body... When she looks, she looks like a suspicious woman."

Bohemia nodded and suddenly saw it.

Wait, the detective of Geer as the party who was prescribed medicine, why did he cooperate with him and confirm that he was not prescribed?

Could it be that he and the warden are the same?

How is this mess in this prison!

"You don't want to show your feet again." At this time, Descartes looked at the whole situation and reminded him, "The plot began to progress!"

Bohemian took a lot of effort to flatten the dough. She snorted, sitting across the beef sandwich, raising her feet and making a well-thought-out look: "...this time, it’s really hard for you."

The beef sandwich waved his hand and revealed a faint smile.

"Is there any way? Miss Winters, I understand your dilemma very well. It is too difficult for you to be in the middle of this warden. To be honest, apart from this road, we have no other way to go. After all. It’s the meaning of that person... He’s all talking, how can we have room for resistance?”

WTF? Where is it?

Bohemia secretly groaned, and the voice was "not right."

When the secretary said it, it seemed to raise a few points of emotion. While opening the drawer to find the key, he sighed: "Helsin is really a man. It was once famous in the world. Principal Consultant... When I was in prison, I thought he was staying for a long time, and 100% can get amnesty. Did you say this to me at the time?"

Bohemian looked blank: "Yes, special!"

What do you mean by special features? She seems to have heard of it.

"Helsing Helsin Helsin... well, remember." Descartes played finer than anyone else.

"If I have mastered the vast amount of evidence of that person like him, I will definitely use them and will not let myself fall to the assassination of the staff of the Bureau of Investigation. Miss Winters, it is you." Smart people, I am afraid you can all become vice presidents." The beef secretary snorted and raised his hand, and the keychain shook his fingers: "Found, let's go?"

Bohemia just remembered that there was still a person in the conference room downstairs. She stood up in confusion and followed the door, trying to organize the message she had just heard into a timeline in her head. When she went downstairs, Descartes followed her feet and murmured her mouth.

"The murdered prisoner is called Helsin, and we can be sure of this. Because I have mastered the evidence against a big man, I was killed... the person who killed him was one of the agents sent to the prison investigation. In these cases, can we unify our opinions?"

Opening the door with a beef sandwich, Bohemia nodded quickly.

The question is, who is the person who killed him?

When she was having a headache, the door was pushed open.

The old leather shoes were sitting on a chair against the door, and both hands clasped to the chest, and they glanced at them unpleasantly: "So long?"

Bohemia looked at this not too big meeting room - as the old leather shoes said, this room has no windows, and all the lights have to be lit during the day; it is located right behind the building, and the building It is also facing the prisoner's playground, so from this room, there is almost no rioting voice.

From among the rows of tables and chairs, the old leather shoes snorted and stood up.

"How is the situation of Agent Gerl?" He probably decided that Bohemia was a matter of no matter what, and asked her if she asked the secretary to be clear. She said to the beef secretary: "Let me take a look, if necessary, I It is also possible for a person to interrogate Helsin, and there is a full video anyway."

The prisoner that the original investigation bureau originally intended to interrogate was the dead Helsin? Old shoes are now stupid, or do you really know that he is dead?

The beef secretary is indeed an individual. He should not change his face, but he added a sentence if he had nothing to do: "There was a bit of riot in the prison just now, just need to wait..."

“The riot?” The old leather shoes shot at Bohemia and it was “not unexpected!”

When a group of people approached the medical department, the swearing words that had been fermented all the way in her stomach were already coming out. At this time, the white door of the medical department was violently pushed a point. Two nurses dressed in blue clothes rushed out and rushed out in nowhere. They just met a group of people and called out in the same place: "German The member is dead! Doctor Ming - she -"

Several people were shocked. The old shoes first responded. They rushed to the building when they broke the nurse's legs. Bohemia immediately followed up, only listening to the sound of the beef secretary rushing to the nurses, and they started to send out. Trembling: "An ambulance called the state hospital, fast! Is the doctor rescued? Call her to continue the rescue, people can not die!"

He probably thought it was his own medicine to kill Agent Geer?

Behind the nurses, they faintly sighed a few words, making people unclear. When Bohemian broke into the emergency room, the old shoes stood in front of a bed, under the white sheet covered by the bed, undulatingly revealing a human body line.

Dr. Ming was sitting right at the edge of the bed and looked very calm at first glance.

Only when they approached can she find that she was shaking with excitement and her eyes were bright like a hungry wolf swimming in winter night. She held the hand of the corpse tightly, and the fingers overlapped. The strength of the tiger was so great that the tiger's mouth and the palm of her hand were even white. For a moment, it was impossible to tell where the hand was, and where it was the hand of the corpse.

"Because you have found out the flaws of the serial killer, she is going to leave now." The voice of the copy host screamed abruptly: "By the way, the player Lin Sanjiu made a mistake once, after the scene of the question ends. , will immediately perform onion undressing."

Since entering this game, I have been continually impacted by double the amount of information. I don’t know which one to take care of first. Bohemia took a breath and decided to look at it first and forcibly I pressed the onion to my heart.

The old leather shoes obviously also noticed something wrong from the strange excitement of Dr. Ming. He slowly put his hand on his waist and asked in a deep voice: "...Doctor, what is going on? My partner is young and strong, how can it suddenly die?"

Before the answer, the female doctor opened her lips slightly and shivered and took a breath. When she looked up, the reflection of the lens faded, and she saw the red cheeks and eyes of her red: "I... this is my most proud work, no one. Ah, you can't realize it... perfect. This is the best day of my life..."

Bohemian and old shoes looked at each other.

Well, she is still an evolutionary in her bones - she cheered herself, slowly walked up, stared at the female doctor, and unveiled the list a little. Agent Geer was lying under the sheets, only wearing a thin layer of sick clothes, twisting and twisting, seems to be replaced after death; exposed hands and feet, waist skin, are all cool and cool.

"Living," Dr. Ming is like drinking too much alcohol. He looks intoxicated: "He was alive, his pulse was so strong... No one saw what injection I took, but he saw it. ...but late, he found out at the moment he entered the needle, struggling..."

Bohemian blinked and saw that it seemed to sneak a few drops of blood under the edge of the sheet.

No wonder the two nurses have been stunned and said that they are incomplete. According to reason, death is part of their work – but killing is not.

When the secretary outside the door finally figured out the situation, and when the nurses shouted "Beware" outside the door, the old shoes had already lifted the gun by the doctor - the latter did not resist, the order to let her stand up Also, as if I didn’t hear it, I sat quietly beside the body of Agent Gerr’s body; only her hand and the body’s hands were too tightly held each other. When the old shoes were tied to her head with a butt, let her fall. On the ground, the two hands were still clinging together.

When the old leather shoes were handcuffed, Dr. Ming seemed to wake up suddenly - her scream was louder than the one, and the voice said that the secretary had poisoned the agent, she saw it with her own eyes; the secretary of the beef teamed up Standing on the side, he did not say a word.

The old leather shoes locked the female doctor into another room, which patted his shoulder in a comforting manner, shook his head and walked away.

Until the ambulance took the body of Agent Gerr, the team found Helsin, who had died in prison, lying on another bed next to him. The only doctor on duty was taken away. No one could do an anatomical examination of the dead body of Helsinger. The old shoes obviously did not trust the prison. Under all sorts of checks, he decided not to go back to report and continue. Wait for the second doctor.

After locking up the medical department, Bohemia, who once again returned to the office of the warden, finally took a long breath.

"Fortunately, it's just a game. Otherwise, if you have such a big event, your career will be finished." Descartes didn't seem to worry, but it seemed to be eager to see her officially finished.

"It’s about to start **** the onion," she said, rubbing her legs tiredly. "I don't know what this time is..."

When she didn't finish talking, she suddenly lowered her head and looked at the floor for a while.

"what happened?"

“Someone has been to my office,” Bohemia whispered. “... my trash was turned over.”

Tomorrow, you can put a list of thanks and a list of books to be sent to you! Some time ago, I was too busy to doubt my life, and I stayed up late and worked poorly. I couldn’t even get a little extra strength... So I dragged it to the present...