876: Prying open Bertha's mouth (Part 2)

"Okay."

Mo De's answer was not hesitant.

Afterwards, he took out a voice recorder from his person and added, "You don't have to worry about me just promising and not doing it, this contains what I said before."

"If I don't do as you require, you can completely use this leverage to pull me down from the position of Sheriff."

Mo De had prepared quite a bit on how to get information from Bertha.

Excluding the rule limitation of not being able to use torture, then only when interests are linked can people be moved.

It was understandable to leave this money and jewelry to Bertha, and Mo De didn't care.

As for the residency permit, that was none of his business.

It was just a verbal promise.

Hearing this, Bertha took the voice recorder, and her expression improved significantly.

Openly promising so many benefits to a suspect, if this matter were exposed, it would be enough to pull Mo De down from the position of Sheriff, considered good leverage.

"Bosen was not killed by me."

Holding the voice recorder, Bertha's first sentence was to clear herself of suspicion.

"You need to prove this yourself, after all, you have his money in your home, and the amount is not small." In Mo De's words, he couldn't help but glance at this woman's arm.

Today she was wearing a short-sleeved long dress full of youthful vitality.

On her smooth arms, there were no wounds.

And when she just reached out to take the voice recorder, there was no layer of paint on her hand from the handgun he had smeared last night.

Bertha was not the person in black from last night.

This was also one of the reasons why Mo De was able to talk to her calmly and did not cast all his suspicious gaze upon her.

"This money was given to me by a mysterious person." When Bertha spoke, her gaze couldn't help but look around, as if worried that someone might hear this.

"Mysterious person! Indeed, I said there was a mysterious person!" Corey, who was nearby, became agitated, looking at Bertha as if he had seen a compatriot: "Were you drugged by that mysterious person at the time?!"

"You were also harmed by that mysterious person, weren't you?!"

"No." Bertha spoke coldly, looking at him like an idiot: "That mysterious person gave me money and told me to do something."

"At the time, I didn't know what he was referring to, I only knew I ate something and fainted, and when I woke up again, I found that you had already done that kind of thing to me!"

"The mysterious person also disappeared directly at that time, he didn't give me any money at all at that time!"

"When did the mysterious person disappear?" Mo De asked, frowning.

"Around mid-July." Saying this, Bertha exhaled a breath of stale air, and suddenly slapped Corey across the face, the sound sharp and clear: "From mid-July until a few days ago, I lived in Hell! It was all because of you!"

Hearing this, Corey lowered his head, his face turning green and then red.

"During this time, why didn't you call the Police?" Mo De also believed in the existence of the mysterious person in his heart.

After all, yesterday, after Corey mentioned the existence of the mysterious person, he had been locked up at the Police station.

There was no possibility of them colluding on their statements.

Since both of them said there was a mysterious person, then this must be true!

"Call the Police? That mysterious person said that if I told the Police about this matter, I wouldn't get a single penny!" Bertha shouted, her voice trembling.

"Didn't that mysterious person still disappear, and didn't you also not get the money?" Mo De looked into Bertha's eyes, trying to discern the truth of her words.

"No, later that mysterious person came back!" Bertha's tone rose considerably.

Mo De came back to his senses and also noticed the necklace in his hand and the money on the bed.

It was indeed true.

Otherwise, there would be no explanation for the origin of Bertha's money.

"When did he come back?" Mo De asked.

Bertha hesitated slightly, and as she looked at the money on the bed and the necklace in the A Man's hand before her, determination arose in her eyes: "Just the day before yesterday, which was the day before Sheriff Mode, you found me."

"That A Man came to my house, gave me a set of clothes, and told me that money was buried in a certain location in Redwood Forest, asking me to go dig it up at night, that was my reward."

"Go to Redwood Forest at night to dig for money?" Hearing this, Mo De frowned slightly: "So that night, you wore a hood and a coat and went to Redwood Forest?"

"How did you know?" Bertha said in surprise.

Seeing this, Mo De understood in his heart.

He finally understood why there were people wearing hoods and coats in Redwood Forest the day before yesterday and yesterday.

But there were two situations, one told him to shoot, and one told him to run away.

The people who frequented Redwood Forest were not the same person at all!

Bertha, being a woman, didn't use a gun, she just went to dig for money, there was no threat, so he could shoot.

As for the mysterious person last night, he knew how to shoot, the danger level was extremely high, so he was told to run when he saw him.

"What about that set of clothes?"

"After digging up the things, I put the clothes back in Redwood Forest according to the mysterious person's command." Bertha's answer had no hesitation, and there were no signs of fabrication.

What Bertha experienced was very simple.

Mo De also understood why the other party chose to lie yesterday.

Perhaps she also realized that the money in her hands belonged to Bosen.

If she had told him the truth yesterday, she might not have been able to keep this money on her person, and she might also have been retaliated against by the mysterious person!

"Is everything you said the truth?" After speaking, Mo De then warned: "If there is any discrepancy in the information, your residency permit cannot be processed."

"And processing a residency permit takes quite some time, during which I can verify the truthfulness of everything you said before, one by one."

Facing this woman who urgently needed something, Mo De naturally thought of using this to warn her.

"I didn't lie." Bertha said seriously.

After speaking, she looked around again: "You also promised me that you would protect my safety afterwards."

"Of course, if the information you provided is all true, I will not break my promise." Mo De nodded slightly, feeling much more relaxed.

Looking at it this way, all the signs again pointed to that mysterious person whose identity was unknown.

And this mysterious person, with a high probability... is Old Tang Na!

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After leaving Bertha's house, Corey, who had clearly proven that he was framed, was not very happy.

Covering the half of his face that was slapped red, he seemed a bit depressed.

He hadn't expected that the woman so perfect in his heart would be someone who only cared about money.

Corey didn't know that if Mo De knew about his thoughts, he would only shake his head speechlessly.

This kind of person who has lustful intentions but no courage, who makes mistakes but doesn't dare to face them and only wants to escape and shirk responsibility, is incomparable to Bertha in all aspects.

However, when criticizing things, people always view others from their own perspective.

Mo De himself was in a good mood.

When dealing with someone like Bertha, you just can't ask nicely.

You have to use some methods.

If he hadn't sneaked into the other party's house, found that money, and added some bandit-like methods and reckless promises, he really wouldn't have been able to get so much information from Bertha.