Chapter 1112 A fool's thoughts will always lead to success (Meow Meow, please give me a monthly

Chapter 1112 A fool will always make a good decision (Meow Meow, please give me a monthly ticket)

Although he was busy until midnight last night, Cassel still rushed to the 12th Precinct excitedly early in the morning and brought coffee to everyone.

"Did you gain anything?" Seeing Jack and Beckett who arrived earlier than him, the great writer showed an expectant look.

"There was no news from the airport, bus station, or train station, and no credit card spending records. The FBI found out that Greg had withdrawn all his money from his bank account a week ago.

A total of $8000 is enough for them to escape across the border." Beckett's face was not looking good.

"Then notify the border patrol and catch them when they try to cross the border. What does an American young man who has $26 in savings at the age of 8000 want to do? Become the richest man in the world in the future?"

Cassel made a little joke, and as expected, he got a cold eye from the beautiful detective.

At this moment, Jack's mobile phone suddenly beeped several times continuously. He looked down and found that it was an analysis report sent directly to him by Stella Bonasilla from the New York CSI Laboratory.

"The results of the nylon fiber analysis on Dr. Monroe's body are out. It's the lining of the trunk of a car, a Cadillac DeVille produced five years ago."

Everyone was impressed by the richness of the CSI laboratory database. Beckett immediately picked up his phone to notify Kevin and Esposito, asking them to retrieve the road surveillance footage of that night from the intersections along the way near the funeral home and devices such as ATM machines.

"If we're lucky enough, we might be able to find Greg's accomplice through the license plate number, and he's the real murderer," said the female detective after hanging up the phone.

Before he finished speaking, Jack's phone rang with a message again, and at the same time, Beckett's phone also rang.

"What happened?" Seeing the two of them showing joy on their faces at the same time, as if they were in tacit agreement, Cassel, the only one who didn't know what had happened, was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks.

After Beckett hung up the phone, he smiled and told her the news he had just received.

"The New Jersey police just caught our fugitive couple in a Burger King parking lot in Hillsdale. They have now been handed over to the FBI sent by Jack, and they are on their way here."

"you???!!!"

Cassel looked hurt by betrayal, a double betrayal, "Have you two notified New Jersey to keep an eye on Burger King?"

The two people opposite raised their eyebrows at him in unison.

"But don't you all think that my inference last night was stupid?" Cassel's voice rose a notch.

"That's what you said yourself. Now it seems you are wrong." Beckett took the coffee from his hand and took a big sip with satisfaction.

Seeing that Cassel was condemning him with a traitor's eyes, Jack raised the coffee cup in his hand to block his sight, "There is an old saying in the East that a wise man can give 1000 suggestions, and one of them will be wrong.

A stupid person can give 1000 suggestions and he will surely get it right once.”

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"I love her! What else can I do? Am I going to watch Amy spend her best years in prison?" Greg's eyes were glistening with tears, and his handsome face was full of unwillingness.

"That's not the point, Greg. Can you focus on our current problem? You know this is not what we are focusing on." Beckett was speechless.

I read their love letters until midnight last night, and now I'm listening to the love story told by the parties themselves in the interrogation room for more than ten minutes. No one can bear it.

The key point is that it is hard to get angry with this guy because of his appearance. Even if he is so excited that his face turns red, he still has the temperament of a polite and handsome boy.

"That's the point! What would you do? The love of your life is in jail for a crime he didn't commit, and is denied parole because he won't plead guilty.

How many times do I have to tell you that Amy didn't know the robbers, her car was stolen, and she was wrongly accused!"

Jack tapped the table with his knuckles and reminded him, "Greg, don't you know that we are looking for you because of Dr. Monroe's murder case?"

"What?" Greg looked stunned, as if he had never thought of this. "Didn't I provide an alibi?"

"Yes, but because of the motive issue, we can reasonably suspect that you have other accomplices." Jack glanced at Cassel, who had a sharp look in his eyes. This was also the suspicion he had raised before.

"How can I be an accomplice? I swear I knew nothing about her murder." Greg suddenly became angry.

"I am willing to take the blame for helping Amy escape from prison. In fact, I was ready to pay everything for it when I planned all this. But murdering Dr. Monroe? Why? She is a good person. Why would I do this?"

"So Dr. Monroe really came to you just to warn you to stay away from her female residents?" Cassel looked smug, as if he had seen through everything.

"She must have suspected you a long time ago, right? She knew about the Bedford Hill incident. Did she find out about the box of ointment you asked Ackerman for? Or even guessed your entire plan? That's why you hired someone to kill her."

"Of course not!" Greg was so anxious that he almost jumped out of his chair.

"OK, I admit that Dr. Monroe was suspicious of me, and I realized that when she talked to me, but what she said about wanting me to stay away from female doctors was at least half true.

So after I flouted that conversation, I had to step up to prevent her from ruining it.”

"So you hastily contacted a killer to kill her?" Cassel pressed on.

"No!" Greg's forehead was throbbing with anxiety, but he still maintained his good manners when speaking, without even using a swear word, "I just moved up the time of escaping prison.

We had originally planned to do it next week, but after Dr. Monroe and I talked, I knew we had to get Amy out before Dr. Monroe discovered the whole plan.

So I moved all of this forward, and I contacted Amy and told her that she had to start the operation in the next two days while Dr. Monroe was resting."

Castle didn't buy his story. "Either she already knew everything, or she was threatening to turn you in while she was talking to you."

"That's impossible. I could tell she was trying to trick me into believing that she had found something, but I changed the subject. I was lucky that day, as her phone suddenly rang, so I took the opportunity to say goodbye to her."

"Wait a moment." Jack, who had been exchanging glances with Beckett, raised a finger to interrupt Greg's defense.

According to Leonard Maloney, the prosecutor's office investigator who last saw Dr. Monroe, there was nothing wrong with Greg's statement.

Because Dr. Monroe told investigators that she had only found some suspicious points, not conclusive evidence, she had planned to go to Katonah, but did not have time to go.

The reason why Cassel's continuous questioning was allowed was to see if Craig would give out more information after speaking without thinking. For example, Jack and Beckett both had some doubts at the moment.

"You said you changed the subject. How did you do that?" Jack asked.

Greg answered without thinking, "Just changing the subject. I asked her about the new bracelet on her hand. It was a special gift from her boyfriend. It's very precious."

PS, you want a frontal face photo.