"And here, drug use, alcoholism, he might have dragged down his father and felt guilty about it."

Charlotte continued, and he discovered that Andre was really a treasure boy.

"Yes, he was also sentenced to one year in prison for theft, so he has the ability to unlock the lock without a key."

Charlie also agreed with Charlotte's analysis, but at this moment his cell phone rang.

"The ballistic detection results have come out. The model of the gun is Beretta Type 87, which was legally purchased by a nearby community. However, three days ago, the owner of the gun reported that his home was stolen and the gun was stolen with his property."

"Andre!"

It seemed that the two had reached a consensus and accelerated their lunch. They drove directly to Alfonso's residence.

It was still Charlotte knocking on the door. The one who opened the door was a Latino uncle. Through the crack of the door, you could see that it was similar to the Carlos's house, and their house was almost taken away.

"We are Boston PD. Mr. Alfonso, is your son at home now?"

"Andre? What did he do?"

The uncle looked worried, and uneasy things happened one after another, as if there was no end.

"It's just the investigation stage now. Can we meet him?"

"No, he doesn't live here."

Charlotte and Charlie looked at each other. There was only one registered residence in Andre. Where would he live if he didn't live here? Or was Alfonso covering up for his son?

"It's been months since I drove him out of the house last time, and I don't have his contact information, but he should be living near the South End Square with his friends."

"Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Alfonso!"

After writing two strokes in his notebook, Charlie planned to withdraw, but Alfonso called him.

"Official, can I know what's going on? At least let me know what's going on with him."

Looking at Alfonso's eyes, Charlie pondered for a moment and decided to speak: "That's right, Susanna was shot dead in her apartment early yesterday morning, and then we found the mortgage contracts she handled."

Alfonso's body trembled slightly, and his face was filled with loneliness.

"I shouldn't have let him know!"

Charlie hugged Alfonso and patted his back.

"Mr. Alfonso, I also have a son, I can understand your mood."

Charlotte also felt a lot when she saw this scene. There were many problems in this world. Susanna, who graduated from the law department, did not leave any legal flaws, but she thought she was shrewd and forced herself to death.

If Andre doesn't take action today, Federer will take action tomorrow, and Berdre will take action.

Charlotte can only say, woman, you die of greed.

But Andre still wants to catch it, especially with Beretta who has a point 22 in his hand.

After appeaseing Alfonso, Charlotte and the others drove to the South End Square, a not-so-human square in the city.

"Living in the South End Square, is Andre now a homeless person?"

Charlotte asked while driving, he remembered that there were many homeless people living there.

"It should be true that he was kicked out of the house by his father, and it was difficult to rent a house with his financial conditions."

Although Andre also had a craft of stealing, his income from this profession was unstable, not to mention that he had to drink and take drugs, and being with other homeless people was his only choice.

Hearing this, Charlotte curled his lips. This was a little far from the cruel and ruthless killer he imagined. He did not take away the money from Susanna's wallet or did not take care of it because he was in a hurry.

Half an hour later, the two arrived at the South End Square, and a large flock of pigeons flew up in front of the car, and the bird feathers fell all over the ground.

The lazy afternoon sun shone on Charlotte and Charlie, and on the scattered homeless people.

This is quite comfortable, but I don’t know how they should stay at night, relying on newspapers or those “sheds” piled up by garbage?

Charlotte didn't know that he only knew that there was a reason for becoming a homeless man. These people had a glorious life when they were young, but all kinds of accidents made them bankrupt and therefore they were mentally depressed.

Andrey was already very immense before he was old. PTSD was not the reason for his depravity. It was his ignorance that caused his father's finances to become nervous and eventually let Susanna take advantage of the situation.

Therefore, it is difficult to explain who is right and who is wrong between cause and effect, so it can only be left to the court to judge, and Charlotte also took back his previous respect for the killer.

There must be something hateful about a poor person. Killing Susanna is the only right thing he did, but without his bad things, Alfonso doesn't need to mortgage his life's hard work.

"Hey man, do Andre know him?"

Standing in front of a homeless man, Charlotte and Charlie blocked his sunshine.

"Andre? Which one are you referring to? We have three Andres here, and one is Russian. He can drink more than me, so I don't like him very much."

The homeless man said in a vague manner, Charlie nodded, and Charlotte immediately understood and pulled out a photo from the file.

"It's this, the youngest Andre."

"You said this person? I seem to have seen it and I haven't seen it?"

The homeless man dragged his long voice, as if he was in circles.

Charlie smiled and took out his wallet, pulling out a five-dollar bill from it.

"Enough you can buy a bottle of vodka, talk about it!"

"He lives there."

The homeless man took the money and pointed the way for the two of them directly.

In Alfonso's words, these homeless men were friends of his son, but now his friends betrayed him for a bottle of vodka. I wonder what Andre would feel.

"Charlie, I'll treat you to coffee next time!"

Money is the most efficient way to pioneer the way, and Charlotte has learned another trick, but no matter how much he learns, he cannot without expression.

"Then thank you first, but let's catch him back first and talk about the others."

Charlie expressed his gratitude, but Andre's "hut" also appeared in the sight of the two.

The frame of the cottage is built from a plastic basket of potatoes in the supermarket, and the faded advertising cloth is covered with unexpected waterproof and heat insulation.

I saw a decadent man with a beard lying inside. It was really Andre that Charlotte and the others were looking for.

"Hey, Andre, wake up!"

Charlotte squatted down and patted Andre's face, feeling the smell of alcohol mixed with a fermented stench coming to his face. He promised Andre was not as smelly as yesterday.

"You guys~yes~~"

Andre, who was almost the next night, opened his eyes hard and saw Charlotte and Charlie clearly.

"We are policemen, let's talk about Susanna's death, what do you think?"

"Hell~Hell~ What ideas do I have?"

After hearing Charlotte's question, Andre said with a smile, as if he was saying that this was done by someone else.

That's what happened? What about the fierce confrontation that was agreed upon? And the battle of wits and courage in the interrogation room?

Charlotte said he was a little confused. This child was so funny when he drank!

Charlie is very acceptable to this, and it seems that he has seen a lot of such scenes.

"What about your criminal tools?"

Holding his breath, Charlotte pulled Andre's clothes and dragged him out.

“Under my sofa.”

Andre pointed to the black home with difficulty, and the stench seemed to be visible to the naked eye.

Charlie and Charlotte looked at each other, "I'll take him into the car first!" Before Charlotte could speak, Charlie spoke first.

“Oh,No!”
Chapter completed!