Let You Simulate A Crime, Not Let You Commit A Perfect Crime

I saw that the video playback was still continuing, and the old man Harlan learned that he had injected a hundred milligrams of morphine, but still asked calmly: "What should I do then?"

Marta quickly rummaged through her bag and said, "I have to inject you with naloxone hydrochloride right away, otherwise you won't live for more than ten minutes."

Harlan looked calm: "Okay, relax."

He suddenly thought of something and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, killing people in this way is both effective and interesting, I have to write it down."

Saying that, he also took out his notes and wrote them down.

The audience in the live broadcast room was stunned.

"Sleeping, the old man is so calm.

"This old man is so optimistic."

"Worthy of being a writer, I still want to remember ideas at this time."

"This old man, it's so interesting."

I thought this old man was cute before, but now I think he has a charisma, and most people have already panicked when they learned that they had been injected with lethal amounts of morphine.

I saw the old man Harlan taking notes while saying: "So, if someone deliberately changes the medicine for injection, I will die within ten minutes, is it the kind of death that is cold all over?"

Marta: "Yes, in five minutes you will have symptoms, sweating, dizziness, and then... Yes, the injection dose is so large, after ten minutes, you will ... Your brain will....... Yes, ten minutes..."

Marta hadn't found the detoxified naloxone yet, and was already completely panicked.

The old man Harlan was still very calm: "From the moment of injection, right?" There were eight minutes left, even if the victim immediately called an ambulance, even if he called 007 just after the symptoms appeared, but like me, living in a big house in the country, the ambulance would take at least fifteen minutes to arrive, and it was too late. "

He glanced at Marta, who had not yet found naloxone, and seemed to have made some psychological preparations: "If the victim happens to have not saved naloxone in an emergency, Marta "Do you have naloxone?"

Marta cried: "I will definitely find it, naloxone has been in the first aid kit, it should be there, it must be here, it can't be absent."

However, I still couldn't find it.

Marta looked up in despair: "The medicine is gone, Harlan, I don't know what's going on, I'll call now and call an ambulance."

Marta picked up the phone and called an ambulance.

The audience in the live broadcast room was anxious.

"The antidote is still missing, this nurse didn't mean it."

"It seems that it should not be, she can't get away with killing Harlan like this."

"If she had done it on purpose, it would have been impossible to call an ambulance, so that if Harlan lived, her plan would have failed, and Harlan died, and her call would have turned herself in."

"And don't forget, Harlan's blood test report is normal."

I saw Marta make a call, but I didn't hear the voice on the other end.

But I heard a sound next to me and hung up.

When I turned my head, I saw that it was Harlan who hung up.

(bcch) Marta exclaimed, "What are you doing here?"

Harlan's face was surprisingly calm: "Marta, listen to me."

Marta said in a panic: "Harlan, I need an ambulance."

Harlan said, "Stop talking, Marta, there's no time, listen to me."

Marta said in a panic, "I'll go and call everyone over."

She was about to run out to call the rest of the family, but Harlan tripped and tripped on her.

With a gurgle, Joni below heard it.

"So Joni heard a gurgle, it's this."

"I thought it was the sound of the old man knocking over the chessboard before."

"Then the old man just gently overturned, not so loudly."

"But why did the old man stop Marta and not let her call an ambulance."

Marta, who fell, said strangely: "What are you doing?" Are you crazy? An ambulance must be called. ”

Harlan said, "Don't talk Marta, listen to me..."

Seeing that Marta was still talking in a panic and interrupting himself, he covered Marta's mouth: "Listen to me, if you are right, then no one can save me, it is too late to call an ambulance, we still have six minutes, we have to find a way to get you out, think about your mother..............."

Marta panicked even more: "My mother?"

The audience in the live broadcast room finally understood Harlan's intentions.

"This old man is so good."

"My life is gone, and I want to get the caregiver out."

"He knew that the caregiver didn't mean it, and he said he wasn't afraid of death."

"No matter how you are not afraid of death, you will not die like this, the main thing is that people are too kind."

Then there was a knock on the door, and Harlan immediately pulled Marta to his hand and said, "Come behind me, don't make a sound." Then I stepped forward and went to open the door.

"Harlan, Marta, are you okay?" At the door was Joni's voice.

Harlan opened the door: "Hi, Innie."

Joni: "I just heard a noise, are you all right?"

Harlan: "It's okay, we're all fine, I just knocked the chessboard over, sorry to wake you up."

Marta turned her back to the door, resisting the sound of crying.

Joni: "You're not hurt, are you?"

Harlan: "We're fine, go to bed Joni."

Joni: "Okay, or talk about the family tomorrow."

Harlan: "Tomorrow will be fine."

Joni: "Good night.

Harlan: "Good night."

Harlan closed the door and immediately held Marta: "Listen carefully to me, your mother has not been granted permanent residency, if something happens to you, she will be found and deported, your family will be separated, we must not let this happen, right?" But you have to do exactly what I say. Will you do it, Marta, and finally do it, for me, for your family? ”

Marta thought of her mother and tried to calm down: "What do you want me to do?"

Harlan: "In a moment you go downstairs, make as much noise as possible, make them pay attention to the time, drive out the gate, then avoid the surveillance camera and drive behind the elephant statue to park."

Then walk around the way back, to the side of the house, along the side yard road, through the small door, the dogs know you, should not bark, you have to avoid everyone, quietly climb up to the third floor, so you have to climb the lattice rack outside, and then enter through the hidden window in the hallway, go to my bedroom to find the dressing gown and nightcap, and put it on..."

The audience in the live broadcast room was dumbfounded.

"I'll go, Zheng Zhouquan guessed correctly in this step."

"Although he didn't guess that the medicine was wrong, but the back is all right."

"Then what happened afterwards, why was the old man cut his throat?"

Marta: "Harlan, this is crazy, I don't think I can do it."

Harlan: "No, we have to be watertight, only then will the police completely rule out your suspicion, it sounds crazy, but it will succeed, after you go down in my dressing gown and nightcap, Walter is at the door, he will see you, but the glass has a reflection, he will not recognize it."

"Someone saw you leaving, the camera caught you driving out of the gate, and twenty minutes after you left, my son saw me alive and well." Harlan said this, as if he had completed a suspenseful reasoning work, and smiled excitedly, "You see, in this way, you have changed from the first suspect to an unrelated person." Finally, follow the same path and leave from the hidden window lattice rack, don't let people see. "

Marta: "No, I can't.

Harlan: "I'm not going to let you do bad things, but there are some things you have to do.

With that, he pushed Marta out of the door.

Marta: "Harlan, I can't."

Harlan: "You can, you have to do it too, for me, go."

He urged, nudging Marta and closing the door.

Marta froze in place and thought about it, but still did not do what Harlan said, pushed open the door again, and said, "Harlan, I think I still have to find someone to come over."

But he saw Harlan, lying on the sofa where he died.

He took a sharp dagger and put it around his neck:

"Do as I say and everything will be fine."

Marta was frightened: "No....... No.. ......”

Harlan: "I promise, you'll be fine."

After speaking, he cut his throat, and blood spurted out wildly.