"Miller wanted to kill John, and then use the secrets he had about John's life experience as a trump card to let Sam inherit all the property, and then continue to blackmail Sam..." Daost followed Brother Jue's thinking.
.
"Excellent! Mr. Sheriff." Feng Bujue smiled and praised Daost again, and raised his glass to gesture to him, "Then let's analyze Miller's recording now. What is the significance of it?"
He paused for half a second and continued, "Based on the most basic logic, when a person records the following sentence 'before meeting someone', there is a 70% to 80% chance that he is worried about his personal safety.
I was threatened during my trip.
"Assuming that Miller is going to accept the reward of hiring a murderer, then he naturally does not have to worry about what his employer will do to him before he does it; but... if he is going to get the money from blackmail, he certainly has to be prepared for the other party's anger.
Let's kill him.
"Furthermore...if the police finally find Miller, Miller can use this recording and the money he got from Sam to falsely accuse Sam of buying a murderer and let Sam take the blame for himself...
...In fact, he doesn’t even need to take the initiative to say anything, you have already thought about it, right?
"Finally, this recording can also be used as capital for him to continue blackmailing Sam in the future. It can be said that he kills three birds with one stone."
At this point, Feng Bujue's "another version of reasoning" for Sam has come to an end.
If they hadn't witnessed it with their own eyes and heard it with their own ears, John, Sam and Daost would never have been able to imagine that two different detectives could make two completely different conclusions about the same case, but they could all do it logically.
It’s a self-justifying inference that sounds like it’s true.
"Huh..." After a moment, Sam let out a long breath, and then took out a pack of cigarettes from his arms. While he lit the cigarette, he grinned and lowered his head and said, "Sorry, I have to smoke one now.
"
"Hmph..." The next second, John stared at Sam and snorted coldly, "Do you really think... you can get away from this case with a few nonsense words from this surnamed Feng?" His cold expression
His tone was like the north wind in December, "In the final analysis...the two different versions of reasoning we just heard are just speculations made in the early stages of the case, when the investigation and evidence collection work has not been fully launched.
That’s all.
"So far, most of the content and doubts they have said are not supported by conclusive evidence, but there is no doubt that... only the 'truth' will be supported by evidence.
"There is no 'perfect crime' in this world. You will definitely leave clues...and I, John Herbert! I have many ways to find your flaws and make you pay for what you have done!"
When he finished speaking, Sam's hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly. He seemed to want to say something, but in the end he frowned and dusted off the cigarette and remained silent.
However, Feng Bujue had something to say.
Pa pa pa pa pa pa pa……
Before speaking, Feng Bujue put down his wine glass and applauded what John had just said.
"Okay! That's very well said!" Brother Jue took advantage of the situation as he took the last two shots, "Indeed, there is no perfect crime in this world. As long as it is a human being, it will definitely leave clues..." He first told John
He repeated this paragraph and changed the subject again, "But... not every imperfect crime will be solved; and not all clues... can be found in time."
As he spoke, he stood up and walked to John.
Brother Jue is 1.8 meters tall, which is not very tall in Europe, but his aura at this time is at least 2.5 meters tall.
despair
After coming to stand in front of John, Feng Bujue first raised his leg and stepped on the coffee table in front of John. Then he leaned forward and put his right elbow on his raised leg.
on the knees.
"Sometimes, the 'truth' may not be seen by others, but the 'illusion' will be supported by 'false evidence'..." Brother Jue posed and glared at John, "So there are still a lot of crimes in the world.
The perpetrators can enjoy impunity and have no fear."
"What do you want to do?" John looked up at Brother Jue, his eyes filled with anger and fear, "Are you still talking about what happened seven years ago?" As he spoke, he glanced at Zuo next to him.
He said, "Even if you two say hell, there is absolutely no chance of the outcome of the verdict being changed..."
"He's right." Zuo Yan also looked at Brother Jue and continued, "Regarding that case, the law has made a verdict, and we are unable to change it; what the detective needs to do... is to find out the truth, not to judge.
who."
"Haha... I didn't say who I wanted to judge." Feng Bujue smiled at Zuo Yan, and then looked at John, "Similarly... I didn't go into that inheritance case just now, it was you.
Mentioned." There was an evil smile on his face that made his opponent's hair crawl. "What I want to talk about now is the incident that happened yesterday...'the planned murder of Pat M.
Le's case'."
ping
His words frightened the half-drunk Dost, who trembled with his hands and dropped the wine glass on the ground. Fortunately, the glass did not break.
After Zuo Yan heard this, he seemed calm and immediately began to look sideways and think deeply.
When John and Sam heard this sentence, they were undoubtedly not calm... The former yelled "mmp" in his heart, while the latter laughed dryly with twitching corners of his mouth, thinking: "Brother Feng, you are going against the will of heaven.
Ah... it is no longer a matter of law to hire a murderer and then make it into a case where the victim wants to murder the killer... it is unreasonable!"
"Hey... Detective Feng..." Two seconds later, Daost said what Sam was thinking, "Such an obvious self-defense... It's a bit unreasonable for you to say that John murdered Miller.
Bar?"
"The reason?" Feng Bujue said, "A person who has no blood relationship with old Herbert has taken away all his property, but the real heir to the Herbert family has to be kicked out with a stigma, including his own."
The surname has to be given up...does this make sense?
"You, the police chief who has been on the island for decades, were snatched away from the command of the crime scene by a 19-year-old college student who just arrived... Does this make sense?
"A case that can be solved in an hour and a half has been reversed to this point by me... Do you think I need to explain anything to you?"
No one could refute his words, not only the four people present...even Vidocq in the dark was muttering in his heart at this time: "Okay...you are cruel, you go on to show off your operations, and I will watch."
I can’t see or speak.”
"Listen to me..." Seeing that no one answered, Feng Bujue stood up straight, waved his arm and pointed directly at John's nose and shouted, "There is only one truth... you are deliberately murdering!"
