"I have never been in the kitchen." Faced with Bank's identification, Dean calmly defended himself to Linn and Arthur, "Either he is a murderer and deliberately slandered me, or he was drunk and mistaken for the wrong person.
"
"I'm telling you, I didn't drink too much. I clearly saw you going into the back kitchen to look for something, but you still didn't say anything when I asked you." Bank had his own version, "And you went into the back kitchen one after another.
Twice, if you take a knife to kill someone and then put it back, twice is just right!"
"As a chef, it makes more sense to hold a knife, right?"
"It was you who killed the boss! You saw that I was drunk, so you thought that holding a knife in front of me wouldn't be a problem!" Bank said emotionally.
The other drinkers knew what happened from the time Arthur asked. When they saw Bank and Dean, they identified each other as the murderers of the Buzzell brothers. They were all frightened and tried to stay away from them.
At the same time, he was not in a hurry to leave, waiting to see how the Sheriff found the real culprit.
Lin En thought while watching the two people arguing.
The corruption value is the highest, and at least one person is connected to the murder weapon.
Now, the murderer can be confirmed to be between the two of them. If we focus on the two of them and focus on the investigation, there will always be more gains.
Arthur was too lazy to listen to the quarrel between the two, and first asked the other two chefs to verify whether Bank was lying and whether Dean had ever been in or out of the kitchen.
Unfortunately, of the two chefs, one claimed that he had diarrhea today and spent most of the time in the bathroom, and the other said that he was busy cooking food and did not notice if there was a guest entering the kitchen. Even if there was, it was impossible to determine whether it was Dean.
"Is it such a coincidence? Either he's not here, or he's been working in the kitchen for so long that he doesn't even know if anyone has come in?" Arthur questioned.
"Indeed." Linn agreed with Arthur's view. "If the murderer came in and out of the kitchen in a short period of time, it can be explained by the fact that you were not there at the time and were busy. However, the murder of the Bazell brothers was definitely not a short period of time.
It can be done.”
This sentence made Arthur a little confused: "However, from the time we discovered that the Bazell brothers were killed to the time we surrounded them on the second floor, it didn't even take more than thirty seconds."
Lin En said "Yes": "The time you mentioned is the time when the murderer finally took action."
"The last time to take action? You mean... there is still time to wait?"
"That's right. No one can predict when the Bazell brothers will come downstairs. If you want to kill them on the second floor stairs, you have to wait there. Therefore, the time will inevitably be lengthened. Even if the murderer is lucky, he will just wait there.
Not long after we went out, we met the Bazell brothers. So, it takes ten minutes from the time the murderer comes over with the knife to the time he kills the person and puts the knife back in the kitchen, right?"
After digesting Lin En's analysis, Arthur's eyes lit up: "Yes! The murderer took the knife, and the interval between releasing the knife was at least ten minutes. You were not around when he took the knife, and you didn't pay attention. It's okay to say that, but they released the knife.
Isn’t it a coincidence that you weren’t there at the time and didn’t pay attention? You must know that this is dinner time, and on Christmas Eve, there is so much work in the kitchen that we can’t even finish it!”
Linn looked at Bank, who was drinking: "Explain?"
Bank was sober and said, "It's because everyone is so busy that we don't pay attention to whether there are any guests entering the kitchen."
"Once your logic is established, it means that you, like Dean, can go out and kill the Bazell brothers without other chefs noticing." Linn reminded, "You are not clearing your suspicions. On the contrary,
Your suspicion has increased."
"No, that's not right." Bank patted his forehead, as if to get himself out of his hazy state as soon as possible, "This just clears my suspicion. The kitchen is so busy, how could I have time to stand on the stairs?"
Do you have to spend more than ten, dozens of minutes, or even longer waiting for the boss to come down?"
"Well, that's good. What about you, do you have anything to say?" Linn looked at Dean, who was extremely emotionally stable.
"Me? I have nothing to say. I don't know anything. I'm just here to eat." Dean smiled disdainfully, "My food is still there, and you came up just after I finished half of it."
Arthur stepped forward and checked that the pie and broth ordered by Dean were still warm: "That doesn't mean anything, does it? You can just buy a meal, eat half of it, and wait at the stairs."
"You want to say that I calculated in advance when the owner of this tavern would come down, bought half of the meal, and then went over to wait for the murder?" Dean found it funny, "Isn't this better than that of the alcoholic chef?
logic?"
Lin En went over and touched the tableware in person, and sure enough, it was still warm.
Then this doesn't make sense.
No one can predict the time when the Bazell brothers came downstairs. Even if they knew that today was Christmas Eve and there would be a program on the first floor, they would come down anyway. At most, they could estimate the approximate time, and the error would be at least ten minutes.
If Dean was the murderer, how could he run to buy a meal while waiting, eat half of it, then run back to wait, and then just as the Barzel brothers came down?
Isn't he afraid that when the Bazelle brothers happened to go downstairs to buy food, they would miss the best assassination opportunity?
"He just used the excuse of buying food to go to the kitchen to inquire about the situation!" Bank pointed at Dean and vowed, "After buying the food, he took the knife away!"
"Then the problem is more complicated. When you take the knife and put it down without being seen by the chef except you, after killing the Bazell brothers, the half-eaten rice is still not cold? You control the time so well?" Ah
Se was a little inclined to believe Dean.
"You said you saw him take the knife and then put the knife back, so you should know how long it took, right?" Lynn asked Bank.
"I think it's only ten minutes." Bank said.
His response matched Linn's estimate of the shortest time.
Linn wasn't sure whether he was accurate in his assessment, or whether Bank deliberately cooperated with his analysis and gave him time to discredit Dean.
"Ten minutes." Arthur murmured. "Dean bought a meal in ten minutes without knowing when the Barzel brothers would come downstairs. He also went to the kitchen and took away a fruit knife and ate it.
Halfway through, he went to the stairs on the second floor and killed the Barzel brothers who were just coming downstairs. Then before we arrived, he put the fruit knife back in the kitchen and sat back at the dining table to continue eating?"
Calculating this, the real time left for Bank to wait at the stairs to carry out the murder may only be one or two minutes.
impossible.
How would a person on the second floor know the specific time when the Bazell brothers in the single room on the third floor came downstairs?
"Dong-dong-dong-"
At this time, the clock hanging on the wall of the restaurant rang.
It's nine o'clock sharp.
Lin En stared at the clock, his eyes suddenly widened, and he understood the whole story: "I understand."