Hearing Clarence Dobbie's name, Clyde immediately became agitated and growled, "Clarence Dobbie should have gone to hell a long time ago. Yes, I want him to die because he murdered my wife and daughter."
Facing the agitated Clyde, Nick didn't waste the opportunity and immediately asked, "So, you also murdered Rupert Meeker?"
"Robert Meeker also deserved to die." Clyde nodded. "Yes, they both deserved to die."
"So, you did both murders?" Nikris asked as he straightened his back and stared at Clyde.
Clyde nodded again. "In my mind, I've thought about how to kill both of them more than once. Yes, many times."
"Well, I think our conversation is over." After recording the prisoner's confession in the confession book, Nick stood up and buttoned his suit. "Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Shelton."
"You haven't changed at all, Nick." Clyde raised his head and looked at Nikris who was about to leave. He couldn't help but smile. "It's been ten years. You're still the same as ten years ago. Everything you did was just to close the case."
Nikris turned to look at Clyde in confusion.
"I'm sorry, you probably can't go to see Judge Roberts, and you'll probably be too busy to even go home this week."
"What?"
Clyde said calmly to Nick. "Please sit down, Nick. We still have a lot to talk about."
"What else is there to talk about?" Nick patted the confession book in his hand and looked at Clyde in amusement. "Sorry, we've asked all the questions because you've just confessed to murdering Clarence Dobbie and Rupert Meeker."
"Hehe." Clyde grinned. "Are you sure?"
"Of course." Nick pointed to the surveillance cameras around and the table in front of Clyde. "There are twelve cameras in this interrogation room, and there are two recording microphones under the table in front of you. What we just said has been recorded, so I don't think there's anything to talk about."
"Ha, ha." Clyde laughed sarcastically. "Sorry, I've read all the laws in the United States in the past ten years. If I remember correctly, although I nodded, I'm sorry, but a nod in the law is not an admission.
Also, I didn't sign the record in your hands. Also, think about what I just said. "
At this moment Clyde's timid expression changed to one of triumph. "What I said was that I wanted DOBBY to die. Yes, as a father, of course I wanted DOBBY to die.
But please, thinking and doing are two different things. The US law doesn't say that it's a crime for me to think about how to kill the person who killed my wife and daughter in my mind. I'm just imagining. Imagining a crime? Nick. "
Looking at Clyde's expression, Nick knew that he had been fooled.
Nick, who had been the lead prosecutor for more than twenty years, naturally could tell that there were loopholes in the conversation just now. However, not only had Clyde gotten his revenge, he had also not resisted at all when he was arrested.
This made Nick think that Clyde, who had nothing to ask for, was going to plead guilty.
Of course, Nick was annoyed, but he knew that it was useless to be angry at this time. "We all know that you killed D.O.B.I and Mick. Only you have the motive to kill D.O.B.I and Mick."
"Ha-ha," Clyde laughed, then straightened up and growled, "but what can you do if you know? Oh, do you think the jury will believe you and convict me because you said I killed her? Nick, Nick, Nick. "
Clyde called Nikris's name several times, and then looked at Nick, whose face had darkened, with a look of contempt on his face.
He raised his handcuffed hand, pointed to Nikris and said quietly, "Don't forget what you said to me in your office ten years ago.
Ha-ha, at that time I was so helpless, lost and sad. I gratefully hoped to get your help to bring the murderer of my wife and daughter to justice.
And what did you say to me, ah, ah, what did you say to me? "Clyde growled, pointing to Nikris," You said without mercy in front of a man who lost his wife and daughter.
You have signed a tainted witness agreement with the murderer, Clarence Dobby. Ha, God, how can there be such a bastard in the world like you? You didn't even ask, didn't care about my feelings, and reached an agreement with the murderer who killed my wife and daughter.
What happened in the end? Nick, Clarence Dobby, the damn guy, was released after only three years in prison.
And the other fool, who should have only been in prison for ten years, was sent to the guillotine by your own hands. "
"Ha, Prosecutor Nikris, you are so good, really." After saying that, Clyde began to applaud. "I hope you don't dream of that poor Rupert Meeker in the future."
These words made Nikris's veins bulge, and the other prison guards began to look at him strangely.
There was no doubt that legally, Clyde did deserve to die because he killed someone, but this did not prevent people from sympathizing with the murdered wife and daughter. Of course, sympathy and approval of Clyde's actions were two different things. A life for a life.
But if Nikris, the prosecutor, could not find evidence of Clyde's murder, the jury would not find Clyde guilty.
Looking at the smiling Clyde, Nick forced himself to calm down and thought for a few seconds. "Maybe you are right, but Clarence Dobby's body was found in a warehouse under your name."
"Haha, what does that mean?" Clyde said sarcastically. "Sorry, I have so many abandoned warehouses and yards under my name that I have forgotten the specific number.
And these places have been abandoned for many years, Nick, those places are now a paradise for vagrants and book dealers.
Do you think the jury will believe that Clarence Dobby, who had always been a book dealer, went there and did not trade with other book dealers? He wasn't killed because of the deal he made?
Or if you really want to pin this crime on me, maybe I have to thank you, because I bet the jury will believe that what happened there has nothing to do with me. "
Nikris was silent. He walked back to his seat, sat down, and stared into Clyde's eyes. "You know what? Clyde, many of the bastards I have sent to prison thought they were smarter than me before they went to prison. I will keep an eye on you until you are sent to prison as well. "
"Unless you can find solid evidence, you will be disappointed, Nick. You can only watch me swagger out, just like Clarence Dobby seven years ago."
"What do you want to do?" Nikris knew that he had no evidence at all. Otherwise, he would not have stayed here after being humiliated and teased by Clyde.
"Ha, ha, you finally got to the point, man." Clyde grinned. "What I want is very simple. Let's make a deal, just like you and the murderer Clarence Dobby ten years ago. A deal, and I will admit to you that I killed him. How about that?"
"Haha, not so good." Nikris stood up, holding the interrogation record. "F * ck, bastard."
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