03. When being accused by someone, an understatement joke has been perfunctory.
The top hat fell on a flower bush.
Amidst the rustling of flowers and grass, Mu Su came closer, reached out to grab his hat and put it on again. He glanced back behind his back, and saw that the road was blocked by flowers, grass and trees, and he could no longer see where he was.
Everything was within his plan. He had to act alone.
In the plot background revealed by Eugene, the murderer is hidden among these people. Everyone is a suspect.
Mu Su must rush to the crime scene before all the suspects and find useful clues.
His trousers and coat were soaked by the dew along the way. With a rustling sound, Mu Su approached the wall of the mansion and approached a maid not far away who was cleaning fallen leaves along the wall.
"Don't make a sound."
He covered his mouth and pulled the frightened maid into the darkness.
Just as she was about to struggle, the maid thought that a TV station would be here to film today, so her panic faded away, her bright eyes blinked, and she looked at Mu Su's profile with slightly widened eyes.
"I am a detective entrusted by the police to investigate the murder case. I will let you go now and be silent."
The maid nodded.
Mu Su let go of her. The maid stepped back slightly, looking around for something with curiosity, and then landed on Mu Su.
"Your master Wei... uh... Wei..."
"Mr. Wesley."
"To Wesley. Where was his death."
The maid pointed upstairs. Mu Su looked up and saw a window on the second floor that was open but with the curtains drawn.
The ivy was winding all over the outer wall of the mansion and was quite strong. Musu had an idea, and after saying goodbye to the maid, he bit his hat in front of her astonished eyes, grabbed the ivy's hands and feet and used his strength to climb up.
He must arrive at the scene as quickly as possible before others.
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"Mr. Wesley had his vision taken out at the age of 23, so we were unable to obtain imaging records before his death. According to the autopsy analysis, Mr. Wesley died at 3 a.m. due to mechanical asphyxia. We examined his neck
Dark red pinch marks were found on the hand. After comparison, the size of Wesley's palm was consistent with the fingerprint. The duration was roughly twenty to thirty-five seconds. The first one discovered was early——"
"Do you police want to say that my brother strangled himself? He would never do that. He was killed!" In the corridor, violent shouting suddenly sounded. Wesley's brother Fast in the crowd made different comments
He looked at Lancelot and Monroe with hatred. Then he suddenly pointed at the two and shouted: "I know, you must be working with them to compete for the property of my Adams family!"
Fast was slovenly and wore a dirty sweater. His body had been drained of alcohol and sex all year round, and his face was sallow.
Shi Qi silently recorded this scene.
Fast: the deceased’s younger brother; qualified to inherit the inheritance; irritable; deeply conflicted with the deceased’s second son;
Eugene pushed open the study door, with a hint of anger on his face, and said coldly: "I am just explaining to Assistant Shi Qi what the police have confirmed. Whether it is right or wrong cannot be judged now."
"Then what's the use of spending money to feed you morons! If you can't solve a case, you still have to find a detective for help!"
Eugene was about to speak when a cold voice sounded.
"The meaning of the police is to maintain the law and the order derived from the law. The meaning of the detective is to solve various puzzles for the client by observing and collecting clues. Technical specialization. You cannot ask an all-around athlete to compete with a sprinter in sprinting.
"
Shi Qi expressed his opinion. "In the final analysis, it was Mr. Wesley's fault for taking out the horizon when he was young."
"What the hell did you say -" Fast's eyes were bloodshot and he wanted to rush forward. A tall figure blocked him.
Eugene said expressionlessly: "Mr. Fast, are you going to attack the citizens he protects in front of the police?"
Fast's cheeks twitched and he said, "You're waiting for me" and left angrily.
"I'm really sorry. My father and uncle have always had a good relationship. He... was spoiled by my father."
Lancelot said with an apologetic tone, and entered the study first and said: "Come in, everyone, this is the place where my father was killed."
Everyone followed and entered.
There are traces of the door being knocked open, and the carpet on the floor remains with the wood chips that fell from the door. The study is clean and tidy, and the bookcases on the wall are filled with ancient books. A human-shaped outline is drawn with white lines on the fiery red wool blanket, which is located in front of the desk.
The desk, pens, lamps and papers were neatly arranged, indicating that there were no obvious signs of struggle when Wesley died.
The self-justification on the Musu aircraft happened to test out a few key points: the deceased was killed by himself, and the murderer was among this group of people.
As if touching the pain in her heart, Lancelot's wife Kim Bailey began to sob softly. Her eyes were red, as if she had cried earlier.
Shi Qi took advantage of the situation and swept across everyone's faces.
Wesley's wife Sarah was too sad and stayed in the bedroom and was taken care of by the maid. Lancelot acted like a good man and comforted his wife softly. The younger son Monroe had no emotion on his face and was a rebellious boy. The head maid Audrey
He is quite old and seems to have a gentle and kind personality.
Everyone has a standard personality template.
Eugene continued the previous content: "The first person to find out was Audrey who was cleaning up the study in the morning. After finding that the door was locked, she went to the bedroom to wake Sarah up, and then the two of them went to knock on the door again. Audrey couldn't wake up for a long time.
He called Lancelot and opened the door. Then he found Wesley lying on the ground without breathing. Then he called the police and we came."
"The doors and windows were locked from the inside, and no new fingerprints were found on the door or windows. In other words, no outsider entered during the 10 hours from when Weslin entered the bedroom until his death was discovered."
Audrey, the head maid, lowered her eyebrows and sighed, with a sad look on her face: "Mr. has never been in the habit of locking the door. He likes rain very much. Every time it rains, he will open the window in the study room and read for a long time while listening to the sound of rain.
...It didn't rain heavily last night, so he couldn't have locked the windows and closed the curtains..."
Just as she finished speaking, the curtains that swayed slightly in the wind suddenly protruded, forming an outline.
The outline clearly highlighted the human form, and then he fell with a plop. Mu Su scrambled to get up, and when he looked up, he found everyone in the study looking at him without blinking.
Damn...it's too late...
Gritting his teeth secretly, Mu Su forced a smile: "They're all...all here."
The slightly suspenseful and eerie atmosphere just now was instantly destroyed without a trace.
"Detective Mu Meili is so elegant." Sun Meili said, half improvising and half complaining.
Mu Sugeng raised his neck and defended: "I am simulating the murderer's route. If there is a murderer, he can only enter and exit through the doors and windows."
In order to regain the majesty he had lost due to his previous embarrassing appearance, Mu Su rubbed his back and put on his hat. His eyes scanned the faces of everyone, and finally he walked to the unsociable man who stood in the corner and said nothing from the beginning to the end.
He asked coldly: "Who are you? Why are you here? What is your relationship with the Adams family?"