"Well, you guessed it right. We did find the real murderer." Jefferson smiled coldly and then disclosed, "My colleague found the weapon used for the murder, which was a necktie, in Pablo's house. The victim was killed in the living room of Pablo's house."
"Well, as I said, I'm not the killer, but that b*stard." Salman felt relieved and sat in a relaxed posture. "You actually believed him and suspected me. However, I know you're just doing your job, so I won't blame you. Now, can I go home?"
Jefferson smirked. "I'm sorry! I'm afraid you won't be able to go home for decades."
"I didn't kill anyone. Why aren't you letting me go? What do you want?" Salman thought for a moment and then added, "Did Pablo offer you some benefits and asked you to frame me for the murder?"
"Tell me, do you think Pablo is stupid?" asked Jefferson.
Salman replied, "He's certainly not stupid. He's a cunning man."
"Since he isn't stupid, why didn't he destroy the evidence after committing the murder? Instead, he left the weapon in his wardrobe at home. Isn't he making it too convenient for us to find it and prove that he had committed the murder?" Jefferson retorted.
Salman answered, "Maybe he thought that you won't be able to find it, or that the body would never be discovered. That's why he's so reckless."
"You're the one who disposed of the body on the rooftop, right?" Jefferson questioned.
Salman replied, "As I mentioned, I didn't know that it was a corpse."
Jefferson analyzed. "You didn't know that there was a corpse in the bag. Then, a month later, when you went to the rooftop to clean up, the bag was broken and the body had decayed. That was how you found out that there was a body and you called the police. Well, that sounds reasonable."
Salman's expression changed. "Captain Hefner, what do you mean by that?"
"You mentioned you are uneducated and unskilled, but you know that the surveillance recordings will only be kept in record for a month at most," Jefferson sneered.
Salman looked panicked, but he still pretended to be calm and defended, "I'm not a technician. I have never learned about it. How would I know?"
"My colleague just checked it," Jefferson revealed. "You've asked a question on a certain website a month ago, asking how long does it take for surveillance footage to be erased. Are you still saying that you know nothing about this?"
Salman panicked. "How can you be sure that I was the one who asked this question online?"
"Of course I can, it's based on evidence." Jefferson pointed at the big screen on the wall and directed, "Look at it yourself."
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