104 Unable to Cover One’s Traces (1/2)
The 13 female cadets were all gathered in a single room, which had hidden cameras concealed within it that could capture every single reaction of all these female cadets.
They were all called in one by one. The questions were already prepared; they were those frequently used in interrogations. Using this set of questions, they would be able to determine the psychological state of the suspects. Fatty had similarly seen the introduction of this sort of interrogation in the 《Psychology》 course he had taken before. The person responsible for questioning was that old police officer; he seemed good-natured and was truly skilful when asking questions. As for the military police colonel, he was acting as a huge deterrence and would slam the table as he shouted out: “You’re lying!”
Almost every single female cadet would cry after being accused of lying by him.
Fatty had merely sat by the side without speaking. He was observing the reactions on those female cadets while simultaneously reading through the gathered account written by the cadets.
The question of how that heavy rifle and energy burst unit got brought in had been revolving around his head.
All of a sudden when he flipped through the account written by a female cadet, it was as if he had a sudden enlightenment. Glancing through several of the other sets of accounts, he suddenly discovered a flaw.
Fatty immediately went on to find the Faculty-In-Residence responsible for the living accommodation of the cadets, and at the same time, he went to find the officer in charge of security. After looking through several documents, the face of a person slowly floated out of the water surface!
Big white rabbit!
When the big white rabbit had been miserably brought to the interrogation room, she remained crying.
Fatty amiably asked, “Cadet Yulia, can you tell us what you were doing during the period from 6:55 to 7:05?”
The big white rabbit continued sobbing spasmodically and shyly replied, “I was in room 612 helping several other cadets with the registration. Then after that, I went to room 611 to help out with their registrations as well.”
Fatty squinted his eyes and asked with an even more amicable tone, “You didn’t visit any other places?”
The big white rabbit shook her head and sobbed, “No, I did not. I am always in these two rooms. The other female cadets can be my witnesses.”
At this moment, the military police colonel was not the first to react. Instead, Fatty was the one who slammed the table and shouted, “You are lying!”
The big white rabbit was so frightened that she went wailing. Fatty did not care about her and instead placed the evidence in his hand onto the table, saying, “Give this a good look! Are you treating us as idiots!?”
According to her account, when the incident happened, she was currently doing her cadet registration on the sixth floor, which was something the Faculty-In-Residence had verified. For the sake of strengthening her management, the dormitory would require all cadets to register the information of their close friends so that it would be easier for them to enter and exit. This assignment was originally the Faculty-In-Residence’s job, but the big white rabbit had taken the initiative to help her out.
When the assassination happened at 7 in the evening, according to the big white rabbit’s explanations, she had been in room 611 doing the registrations for several female cadets. Around the corner of Room 611 was a flight of stairs leading to the rooftop. If one was fast, running from the rooftop sniping position to room 611 was merely a matter of seconds. Even though the time displayed by the digital clock was accurate nowadays, nobody would truly notice a few seconds!
And before she went to room 611, from the accounts written by several female cadets, this big white rabbit cadet had just walked out from the opposite room 612. When she pushed open the door to room 611, she had been bidding farewell to someone else at the entrance, saying “Goodbye, goodbye” before entering room 611! The time was just exactly 7.