Chapter 1114 Senseless Murder
"Be careful what you say, Mr. Cassel. Reality is not the novels you create. You can just give a person the setting you think you want."
For a moment, Calderon was like an injured old lone wolf, showing his still sharp fangs to Cassel.
But that was all. After Jack snorted, he still chose to continue to defend himself.
"Yes, I fell in love with Valerie, and she reciprocated my love, but we never had any arguments, and I was here that night, nowhere in this suite. Go!”
"Leave aside the fact that you have enough money to bribe the hotel staff to provide your alibi." Beckett took out a photo again and placed it in front of Calderon.
"We told you before that after Dr. Monroe was killed, the body was sent to the funeral home. This was the surveillance that my colleague picked up that night at an ATM less than a block away from the funeral home.
The car above, a black Cadillac Regal, does it look familiar? You often use this car to take Dr. Monroe for walks in the park, right?
As we speak, the forensic team is extracting the lining from the trunk of this car and comparing it to the gray nylon fibers found on Dr. Monroe's body. I have a hunch that the results of the comparison will be very detrimental to you. ”
Calderon seemed to be in an unconfident confusion, and kept mumbling to himself, "No, no, no, I was here that night. I remember it very clearly. I didn't go anywhere. This car I remember.”
"Perhaps your dear brother Manuel can help explain what is going on." Jack, who had been watching everything coldly, suddenly said.
After speaking, he took two steps forward and blocked the doorway leading from the living room to the bedroom.
Although it was unlikely that the other party would resist, Jack still used to be on guard to avoid some vulgar scenes, such as pushing the person into the bedroom and taking out a shotgun when the situation was bad.
"My Holy Mother." Calderon turned around and looked at his brother with disbelief, "Did you do it? That night you took away the car keys and looked at me, my brother!"
With tears shining at the corners of Manuel's eyes, he replied with a slightly trembling voice, "You don't understand, brother, I have to do this, it's all for you."
"Manuel! Why!" Calderon roared and subconsciously covered his chest with one hand.
"She is an informant, Caesar." Manuel also growled, "I noticed the man waiting in the restaurant, so I followed him. Do you know who he is?
He's an investigator with the State Attorney's Office, and that woman betrayed you. ”
Cassel and Beckett sighed silently. Although they were convinced that Dr. Monroe's death was inseparable from the drug lord, before coming, they had imagined various possibilities in terms of motives.
But the only thing I didn't expect was that it was just a misunderstanding.
"Why didn't you tell me in advance?" Calderon's face twisted and his expression became extremely ferocious.
"Because you have been blinded by love, brother, I know you too well." Manuel was obviously a murderer, but Manuel's voice was choked with sobs.
"When you gave her your mother's bracelet, I knew I was the only one who could stop this, stop Valerie from hurting you."
"What have you done? My dear brother!"
Calderon wanted to reach out and grab Manuel's collar, but his weak body obviously did not support him from making such a drastic move in such an emotional state, so the latter held his arm instead.
"He hit her in the back of the head, knocked her unconscious, and then injected air into her neck. I think this is the injection technique your brother learned when he took care of you."
There was compassion in Cassel's tone, but it was only out of sympathy for the unfortunate experience of the deceased, not for the "loving" brothers in front of him.
"That way there wouldn't be any evidence of blood," Beckett continued, "and then he stuffed Dr. Monroe's body into another man's coffin so no one would ever find out." "I think your brother should. I prepared a set of excuses for leaving without saying goodbye, such as Dr. Monroe handed him the bracelet before leaving, and then waited for a suitable time.”
Jack even completed the story that hadn't happened yet and took out the handcuffs.
"Why are you doing this?" Calderon gasped, looking at his brother with unspeakable complex emotions in his eyes, and the language was changed to their native Spanish.
"I've always done this, haven't I? Brother, let them disappear. If there is no body, there will be no murder. You taught me." Manuel let go of Caesar Calderon's hands and let them hang down weakly.
Beckett stepped forward and took the handcuffs from Jack and stood behind him, "Manuel Calderon, you have been arrested on suspicion of murdering Dr. Valerie Monroe. You have the right to remain silent"
Manuel made no move to struggle. After all, both he and his aging brother are just ordinary rich people in New York with the name of investors.
Even because of their poor fortune history and the fact that they have been closely watched by federal law enforcement agencies, they can be regarded as marginalized people to a certain extent.
"I can't let her hurt you or our family, I hope."
Manuel's heartfelt words were abruptly interrupted by Jack, "In fact, Dr. Monroe can't hurt anyone. She is indeed an informant for the State Attorney's Office, but she is not investigating you or your brother.
They have no interest in your family. They are only investigating corruption in the county hospital. Your murder is meaningless. ”
After hearing this, Caesar Calderon fell back on the sofa, clutching his chest and breathing heavily, as if he was about to have a heart attack.
However, to Jack's disappointment, this dramatic scene did not happen until the three of them took Manuel out of the hotel suite. The former drug lord was still sitting there, staring at the ceiling without saying a word.
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"Would you like to have a drink at my house?" The case was completed and all that was left was the court. Cassel seemed to be in a good mood and had already taken out his mobile phone to search for the flight time to Las Vegas tomorrow.
"No, our work isn't done yet." Since Beckett's police car was used to hold prisoners, Jack motioned to the writer to get into his Audi R8.
"What else?" Cassel was a little confused.
"Two things. First, notify the DEA and let them keep an eye on the Calderon family's capital flow. They have been unable to catch this guy because he left most of the funds in secret overseas accounts.
But this time his most important family member, his closest brother, is behind bars. He will definitely hire the best legal team in New York, which means spending a lot of money, and flaws may be exposed. ”
Jack smiled with a cunning look on his face. He was not obsessed with absolute justice. It didn't matter what the perfect ending was if the bad guys were killed, but if he had the chance, he would still be happy to see the bad guys unlucky.
"Calderon's brother killed his lover with his own hands. Do you think he will save him at all costs?" Cassel found Jack's idea a bit unbelievable.
"Who knows, after all, before Dr. Monroe appeared, even in the next six months, his brother still took care of him."
Jack believed in his own judgment, and since there was no loss if he gave it a try, he might get an unexpected surprise.
"Then what's the second thing? Where are we going?" Seeing Jack driving all the way up Central Street, Cassel became even more curious.
When he was approaching Columbus Park, Jack found a parking space on the side of the road, took out his cell phone to send a message to Erin Regan, and explained, “I thought maybe we might have a chance to correct an unjust and false case. ”
(End of chapter)