Dick took the evidence bag and put the dark and glowing gun in it, staring at Thomson Dia, fearing that he would suddenly attack.

Catherine was about to open her mouth and ordered Thomsondia to be taken away. Fang Han shook her head: "He is not."

Katherine frowned at him: "It's not him?"

Fang Han turned around and said, "Mr. Dia, who else is there in your family?"

"I'm the only one." Thomsondia frowned and said, "Police Officer, what are you doing?"

"Are you sure?" Catherine said seriously: "Mr. Dia, you should understand that your words may become testimony. You are a soldier and you should understand the seriousness!"

Fang Han said: "There is not only a set of toothbrushes and towels in the bathroom, but also a lady living there!"

Thomson Dia said coldly: "We have broken up."

Fang Han smiled and turned around and said, "I still have to ask Mr. Dia to go to the police station."

"Take it away." Catherine waved her hand.

Dick walked up and reached out and said, "Mr. Dia, please!"

Thomsondia frowned and stared at Catherine, and said coldly: "You police officers have the only ability!"

"Please cooperate, Mr. Dia!" Dick said in a deep voice.

When Thomson Dia was angry, he was like a brown bear, very scary, but Dick was staring at him coldly, ready to take action at any time.

Thomsondia said coldly: "I ask for a lawyer to be present!"

"Yes, this is your right!" Catherine snorted, waved her hand to signal to take it away.

Fang Han said: "Catherine, let's wait here. See if there are anyone else."

"Okay." Catherine nodded.

The emergency team and Dick and the others left, leaving only Katherine and Fang Han in the house.

Catherine sat on the sofa and shook her head and said, "She may go to work and come back in the evening!"

"I think Fox and the others will ask soon." Fang Han smiled and said, "I'm afraid that she will come back now and run away as soon as she sees the situation here."

"Yes." Catherine nodded. She was just thinking about Fang Han's intention and thought carefully. It seemed that his 100% chance of solving the case was not just about spiritual communication.

"Can you conclude that Dia is not the murderer?" Catherine asked.

Fang Han shook his head: "He has killed someone, but it's not the one above."

"Spiritualism is so accurate?"

"I'm looking at the air." Fang Han said: "I can see clearly, but others can't see it."

"I hope you are right." Catherine smiled.

While the two were chatting, Katherine stood up again. She carefully searched the other traces in the apartment and concluded that the woman living here was about thirty years old and liked to dress up and spend money.

An hour later, Catherine's cell phone rang. It was Fox's call. The woman's name was Blamont Catty, a real estate agent, and she would go home at noon.

The two decided to go directly to find her. Soon, they found a graceful, blonde and pretty Blamont Caty in a villa area, who was about thirty years old and had a charming charm.

She was holding a folder in her arms, explaining the structure, advantages and disadvantages of the house to two elderly couples in a villa, and speaking very gently.

Fang Han glanced at him and nodded at Catherine.

Katherine stepped forward and showed her police badge, handcuffed Katie, took her back to the police station and sent her to the interrogation room.

Fox came over and reported that the pistol had been visaed, and there was no Katie's fingerprint on it, only Thomson Dia's.

Catherine glanced at Fang Han.

Fang Han frowned and shook his head and sighed: "This Miss Katie is not simple. Go to the deceased's house to her fingerprint or DNA."

"It's been searched thoroughly." Catherine shook her head.

Fang Han turned his head and entered the interrogation room. Katie was sitting calmly behind the table and watching him quietly. Fang Han reached out and shook her, and turned around and came out without saying much.

Katherine and the others looked at him curiously.

Fang Han said: "Go to the crime scene again."

"Fox, get her DNA out, I'll go with Fang." Catherine ordered, followed Fang Han out of the police station, and drove back to the building.

Asking the apartment administrator Hans to open the door, Fang Han walked around the room and pointed to the bed: "There should be her DNA on it."

Katherine frowned and looked at the bed: "Have they both been in bed?"

Fang Han nodded.

Catherine stepped forward and pulled the sheets away, rolled them up and tied them up: "The people in the forensic department are too irresponsible, these should be taken away!"

Fang Han smiled, entered the bathroom, and found some hair in the floor drain: "There should be her hair in it."

Catherine took the evidence bag and packed it: "Is there any?"

Fang Han shook his head: "It's almost done, but unfortunately there is no direct evidence."

"Leave the rest to us!" Catherine put away the evidence bag: "After finally there is a breakthrough, you can always find evidence!"

Fang Han shook his head helplessly. American laws are more conducive to the suspect. Evidence is based. Even if you know that she is the murderer, insufficient evidence cannot condemn her.

When the two returned to the police station, Fox came over and handed the folder in his hand to Catherine: "Wandia's confession has been confirmed. His ship has not yet docked at the time of the incident."

"Let him go." Katherine handed the big bag in her hand to Fox: "The key is Katie, have these been sent to the forensic room? Have you ever had a smoke reaction?"

"I did it just now." Fox nodded.

"I will try her again tomorrow." Catherine said, turning her head and asking Fang Han: "Is that OK?"

Fang Han nodded.

The next day, after Fang Han finished his morning class and ran, Katherine came to pick him up and went to the police station to start interrogating Katie.

Fang Han first went to get the gun certificate and match the gun. After returning, Katherine and the others were very excited. The result was found, and Katie admitted to the murder.

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On Friday morning, they had a rare leisure time and there were no cases. Dick suggested going to the gym to play and exercise his body. He has been busy with this case this week and his body is about to rust.

Fox looked not strong, but was proficient in fighting skills. Catherine also had a good skill. Their group went to the gym every week to practice. When arresting the suspect, they almost decided to live or die.

They took Fang Han to the gym of the police station together.

Their 13th Branch's gym is very big. It's more like an indoor stadium, with various sports facilities, including plastic basketball courts, badminton courts, volleyball courts, circular tracks, and even a long jump battlefield.

Fang Han glanced and shook his head. Unfortunately, there was no football field. Among these sports, he prefers football.

The northwest corner of the gym is particularly lively. On the huge mat, there are more than a dozen strong men wearing loose white clothes, fighting each other.

"Wow, today is very lively!" Dick whistled and stared at the other side excitedly.

Fox frowned and said, "It seems like there are guys from the eleventh round."

He turned his head to look at Catherine: "Is that Hook?"

Katherine nodded: "It's them!"

"Catherine. Why don't we come here someday?" Fox said.

Dick snorted disdainfully and said, "Get back? Hook's big mouth will definitely make you laugh to death. All New York police officers know about it!"

"Let's go." Catherine walked forward.

The three of them followed her, and Fang Han looked at the group of people in the distance, sixteen. According to the group, it might be four groups, and I don’t know which one is Hook.

"Ha, see who is here!" A big man like a black bear laughed, strode to greet him, stood in front of Catherine, and stretched out his big hand: "Parton, you are more beautiful!"

Catherine seemed to have not seen his hand and stepped onto a thick pad by him. Fang Han stepped on it and found that the pad was not as soft as expected, but it was very hard, but it would not be injured when it hit it.

He looked at Hook, tall and strong, dark and shiny, black and white, and his teeth were particularly white.

Dick reached out and held his hand with his big hand, and said coldly: "Hook, I heard that you messed up a case and beat the suspect. He didn't catch someone's pain and his foot was sued!"

Hooker tried hard on his hand and said coldly: "That guy should be beaten!"

The two of them held their hands tightly together, trying to break the other person. After a while, their faces turned red. The pain in their hands was unbearable, but they couldn't do anything to each other.

Catherine turned her head and said, "Okay, Hook, will you compete?"

"No problem!" Huke let go of his hand, hid behind him and shook, laughing: "You guys in the 13th game are all soft-boys!"

"The victory or defeat is not something!" Catherine said lightly.

Hook looked at Fang Han: "Is this guy from China? Can this body be used to move a gun? It's ridiculous!"

Fang Han said lightly: "Sir Hook, what's ridiculous about?"

"Do you have no police in China?" Hook looked him up and down, and looked at him disdainfully: "Send you a little bitch!"

Fang Han said: "Let's compete?"

"Come on!" Hook laughed and said, "Look at how thin you are, do you want to have one hand?"

Fang Han smiled: "It's useless to be happy with your mouth, come on!"

Catherine said, “Go and change your clothes first.”
To be continued...