Boqi Camela forced a smile, "Great, where was he caught, is he dead?"

The middle-aged black officer finished a donut in just a few bites, "He originally intended to attack your supermarket. But because we received the information in advance and increased patrol forces around, the shooter changed his target at the last minute and went to Luther King Middle School No. 3 not far from here.

As for the specific situation there, we're not very clear either, but he's no longer a threat to your supermarket."

"Thank you so much. Do you need anything else to eat? I'll get it for you."

The Asian officer raised his cup in a gesture, "No, thank you. Your coffee is very delicious."

"You're welcome, I should be the one thanking you." Boqi Camela's smile was somewhat forced, and his tone was quite urgent, as if he wanted to turn back to the supermarket.

Just then a car stopped at the supermarket entrance, and Marcus and Port got out.

The officer showed his badge and fist-bumped with four black officers, "Hi, guys, good afternoon."

The officer familiarly grabbed a donut and took a bite, "Not bad, I like vanilla flavor."

The middle-aged black officer asked, "Hello, Detective Chief, is there anything you need us to do?"

"No, no need. I just want to chat with the owner here." The officer pointed to Carmela's Supermarket.

The middle-aged black officer said, "What a coincidence, the person standing in front of you is the supermarket owner."

The officer had already noticed him and went through the routine, "I'm Detective Chief Marcus from the First Unit of the Robbery and Murder Department. What's your name, sir?"

Boqi Camela looked a bit nervous and answered, "My name is Boqi Camela."

"Do you know Brown Bryant?"

Boqi Camela appeared flustered and shook his head, "No, I don't know him."

The officer took out a photo, "Take a good look?"

"I've really never seen him."

The officer continued to ask, "Then do you know Carl Smith?"

"Yes, we have some work-related interactions. He's delivered goods to my supermarket, but we haven't met for a while."

"According to our investigation, Carl Smith is suspected of involvement in the Roger's Supermarket shooting. He identified you as also involved in this shooting, so we need you to come back with us to understand the situation."

Boqi Camela stepped back quickly, "No no no, he's lying, I have nothing to do with the shooting.

I'm just a supermarket owner myself, how could I be involved in a supermarket shooting?"

Port took out a document from the car, "This is an arrest warrant, please come with us.

You probably don't want to be handcuffed at your supermarket doorstep."

Boqi Camela suddenly deflated, standing motionless, not daring to resist. He looked back at the supermarket before being led into the police car by Port.

The few officers present were also dumbfounded.

The middle-aged black officer couldn't help asking, "Detective Chief Marcus, what's the situation? Wasn't the shooter supposed to attack Carmela's Supermarket? Why did the supermarket owner become an accomplice?"

The officer explained, "Guys, it's more complicated here than you imagine. Since we haven't conducted an interrogation yet, I need to keep it confidential and can't say much.

I believe you'll understand."

The four officers exchanged glances, watching the officer get into the police car taking the supermarket owner away, and then looked at the coffee in their hands, which suddenly tasted off.

Robbery and Murder Department, Interrogation Room.

Brown Bryant was injured and sent to the hospital for treatment, so Luke decided to first interrogate the other two suspects.

When Boqi Camela was brought into the police station, his legs were already beginning to go weak, and entering the interrogation room he was propped onto the interrogation chair by two officers.

Seeing his state, Luke had a hint of concern, "Do you have a serious medical history? Like heart disease or something?"

Boqi Camela shook his head, "I... I don't."

Luke introduced himself, "I'm Luke Lee, Chief of the First Unit of the Robbery and Murder Department.

I'm responsible for investigating the Roger's Supermarket shooting. Based on the evidence we have now, there are three people involved in the shooting, Brown Bryant and Carl Smith have already been captured, the current situation doesn't look good for you."

Boqi Camela kept his mouth shut tight, sweating profusely, without answering.

Luke pulled out a photo of Brown Bryant being arrested, "I know, in your heart, you wished he'd be shot dead by the police immediately, and there's a high probability he would.

But I can tell you, besides wrist and ankle injuries, he's in good health. He's unlikely to meet his maker before you."

Boqi Camela stared intently at the photo, sighing softly.

Seeing his change of attitude, Luke sternly said, "Brown Bryant has confessed. He was hired by someone to go to Roger's Supermarket and open fire.

The weapons and equipment were provided by you and Carl Smith.

We interrogated Carl Smith, and he confessed it was you who masterminded the shooting, planning the incident and providing the funds.

I really want to ask you, why did you instruct Brown Bryant to carry out a shooting at Roger's Supermarket? What deep-seated grudge do you have against the dozen or so customers killed inside?"

Hearing that he was labeled as the mastermind behind the shooting, Boqi Camela trembled with fear and finally couldn't hold up, "I didn't instruct them to kill anyone.