
Louis is shocked to see Detective Carl arrive. From the previous interrogation with the man made his body feel paralyzed even though it had recovered, of course it left its own trauma for Louis.
“Maybe I can make him talk, Sheriff.” Detective Carl stands next to Sheriff Tasman.
“Ya, please.”
After getting permission, Detective Carl pulls an item out of his pocket. The item this time was different from the usual item, not the keamarin lie detector bracelet but the other item. A hat.
Detective Carl sits in front of Louis Sanderman. He then opened the hat that was folded.
“I'll put this hat on. Looks like you need a hat to protect yourself from the blinding rays.” Detective Carl put the black hat on Louis's head.
Right now the sun out there is indeed shining dazzlingly. The beam went through the glass partition of the interrogation room.
“What is it?” It wasn't Louis talking, it was Sheriff Tasman. He's just surprised by Detective Carl's strange actions. But he didn't ask again.
Louis was silent when the hat was perched on his head, thinking it was an ordinary hat.
“Now tell me what's your motive for bombing Canary Airlines?” detective Carl asked, staring.
Louis just commented on the thin smile staring at Detective Carl, “No.”
“Alright, I repeat the question. Give at least one reason if you want to survive.”
Louis is still silent and just staring at Detective Carl. But something happened without him noticing, after he felt something from the inside of the hat pulling his hair.
Hiss! Louis Sanderman grimaced in pain. His head not only felt throbbing pain, but like being hit by a blunt object just felt.
Akhs! Even Louis to the point of holding his head that felt like it was throbbing violently.
“Nothing. Let's wait and see, does he stand the pain?”
Sheriff Tasman frowned, hearing Detective Carl's reply.
Not until five minutes later, Louis suddenly opened his voice because of the influence of the item belonging to Detective Carl. That item is a mind conveyor item. Where often wear it will be forced to express the contents of his mind at this time. Of course, the price of the item was more expensive than the lie detector.
“I do not like the Minister of Child Protection who was on the same plane as me. He sent me a letter a while ago, for kissing my perverted behavior. So it's not wrong if I destroy him before acting any further.” Louis expressed his thoughts at length.
It really surprised Sheriff Tasman, a truly astonishing fact, was finally revealed already.
Louis himself after poking his lips with both hands, how could he slip without being able to control it?
What the hell happened to me? Is it because of the fucking hat?
Louis then tried to remove the black hat from the top of his head, but it was like there was adhesive, and could not be pulled. There was no rope or anything there.
“Now tell me do you ask Darwin Hemington to help you assemble a bomb that is difficult to defuse?”
Louis Sanderman was busy pulling the black hat, but it was useless that his hair was pulled back, and was hit by a meteor rock, making him fall back.
“Hiss! I paid Darwin and forced him to make a homemade bomb for me. I know he can assemble bombs. He's a genius,” Louis Sanderman said.
Detectives Carl and Sheriff Tasman both commented on the faint smile on the tip of their lips hearing Louis Sanderman's testimony. Then the case will roll to the next stage with the recognition.
“Good work, Detective Carl.” Sheriff Tasman praised.