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"I did it!" The man gasped in a heavy french accent. Detective Jones was shocked that he'd gotten a confession so easily, and the man under him noticed. "Yes, thats right." the man said, "I pushed the fruit trolly and killed 9 people." "Why?" asked Jones in confusion. The man's face darkened, "None of your business." he snapped, "You filthy police think you can just barge in on other peoples lives and jump on them like this...." he trailed off. It seemed that the french man was a bit crazy, the detective thought. The man interupted his thoughts with a swift punch to the face, which knocked Jones off him and the man made a run for it.
When Jones had recovered from the punch, he looked up in time to see the man disappear around the corner. The detective quikly picked up his radio and called for back-up. "Man running down Lawrence Lane, code 3, code 3. Proceed with caution, he has already killed 9 people today... hand cuff him. I'll be right behind on foot. Go, go!" He then sprinted around the corner, seeing his partner stuggling to keep the man contained, he slipped the hand cuffs around the man's wrist, and pronounced clearly, "You are under arrest, you have the right to remain silent but anything you say will be used in court. State your name, please." "David Kipper," he said, a slow smile spreading accross his face. The detectives eyes widdened as he recognised the name. It seemed he had the FBI's most wanted under his care.
