The bald, fat old man naturally did not take Lieutenant Nuit's bragging seriously, but he did not suspect that Lieutenant Nuit was lying. He had seen many soldiers like Lieutenant Nuit, and it was normal for him to find women on his days off.
Before coming here, he had already understood the basic situation of Lieutenant Nuit, who was originally the most suspicious one, but now it seems that his investigation was in vain.
When he came to the table where leftovers and empty wine bottles were placed, the fat bald old man casually glanced at the things on the table, his eyes resting on the empty whiskey bottle. He picked up the empty wine bottle and sniffed the smell of the wine.
, and turned the bottle over, letting the drop of wine remaining inside fall to the mouth of the bottle, then stuck out his tongue to add some, and after savoring it in his mouth for a long time, he seemed to find nothing unusual, so he regretfully put the empty bottle down.
However, in the eyes of other people, this bald, fat old man behaved like a seasoned drunkard. Especially the scene where he stuck out his tongue to refill the bottle, made many people present laugh secretly in their hearts, thinking that this bald, fat old man was really a real drunkard.
He is vulgar and greedy, even empty bottles.
"I'm a little surprised. With your salary as a naval lieutenant, you wouldn't buy this 571 whiskey as a drink for yourself and your female companion. As far as I know, such a bottle of 571 whiskey
The whiskey is worth nearly two and a half silver thalers, which is almost equal to half of your monthly salary, and it’s not the pay day on the 15th yet. With your temperament, you don’t have much money around anymore. So this bottle of whiskey is for you.
Where did it come from?" asked the fat, bald old man.
Lieutenant Nouit wanted to tell this damn bald fat old man that it was none of his business, but Captain Horridge next to him looked at him with such eager eyes that his courage retreated like a tide.
"I got it from Claude. I happened to see him coming home from get off work last night. I remembered that there was a box of whiskey in his office, so I asked him to get me a bottle." Lieutenant Nouit replied dejectedly.
The bald, fat old man walked out without a word, followed by the four or five Marines in the room. Lieutenant Nouit grabbed Lieutenant Bead who was following Captain Horridge and was about to go out: "Wait a minute,
First tell me what happened that made you so violent and come in in broad daylight."
Perhaps Nuit had passed the inquiry and investigation of the fat bald old man and showed that he had no problems, so Lieutenant Beat was no longer so serious. He looked around and pretended to be very confidential:
"You don't know that last night someone wearing the uniform of our naval lieutenant entered the estate of Sir Fox, the National Member of Parliament, and murdered the Sir and his butler in the name of delivering urgent documents.
So early in the morning, before dawn, the Viscount was recruited to Fox Manor by Chief Felidos. When he came back with a gloomy face, he summoned all the lieutenant officers of the squadron to be questioned and investigated by this bald and fat old man, and also asked the two
A servant and maid from Fox Manor identified him face to face. It is said that they had met the naval lieutenant who called himself Abraham and recognized his appearance. However, none of the seventeen lieutenants in our squadron had any problems. Only you were not at the base yesterday.
I spent the night in the dormitory, so I came to you to investigate with great fanfare."
"What? A National Assemblyman was murdered? God of War, this is big news." Lieutenant Nuit opened his mouth in shock.
"By the way, I'll take my leave first. There's nothing else to do. You and your little lover can continue to have a happy morning." Lieutenant Beater blinked: "I remember that you also have rest time during the day today, and you only go in the evening.
The office is on duty, so we have plenty of time. Also, when we came in just now, we didn’t have the key, so we just broke in through the door. Remember to fix the door, otherwise anyone can come looking for your little lover at night..."
"Wait, what does that bald, fat old man do? Why have I never seen such a person in the naval base..." Lieutenant Nuit asked.
Lieutenant Beat shrugged his shoulders: "I don't know, I forgot his name. He seems to be a well-known criminal detective in the royal capital, who was entrusted by Chief Felidos to investigate this case."
Viscount Venisk was waiting in the carriage. Of course he would not go to the house rented by Lieutenant Nuit to degrade himself. At this moment, his mood was very contradictory. Seventeen of the eighteen lieutenant officers in the naval squadron here were already
Proving their innocence, both the witnesses and the physical evidence were complete, showing that they had nothing to do with the murder. Only Lieutenant Nouit stayed out last night, so he was the biggest suspect.
Viscount Venisk not only hopes that Lieutenant Nouit is innocent and can clear his involvement in this incident, so as to prove that the murderer pretended to be a naval lieutenant officer and just borrowed the naval base and his name. At the same time, he also hopes that Nouit can be cleared of his involvement in this incident.
The lieutenant is the murderer, let this murder case end here, and don't let those with ulterior motives find the opportunity to cause trouble...
Detective Joseph still looked gloomy as he opened the carriage door and came in.
"Is it him?" Viscount Venisque asked anxiously.
"It's not him." Detective Joseph shook his head.
Viscount Venisque breathed a sigh of relief, and then he heard Detective Joseph ask: "Who is Claude?"
"Who? Claude?" Viscount Venisque asked, and when Detective Joseph nodded, he laughed: "It can't be him, he is only eighteen years old, although his father was forced to jump off the building by Sir Fox.
Although his family's debt to Sir Fox had been paid off by Lady Maria, he was no longer involved with Sir Fox. Because of this favor, he helped Lady Maria open the Normanly Real Estate Development Company.
Built a community and sold it to us as a naval base."
"Oh, his father was forced by Sir Fox to commit suicide by jumping off a building? Can you tell us in detail?" Detective Joseph became interested.
"I also heard from people. It is said that on the day his father was buried, five to six thousand people in the town went to see him off. It was a huge scene. The citizens and civilians in the town expressed their dissatisfaction with Sir Fox forcing his father to die. But the specific things
I didn’t know much about what happened, so I asked Captain Horridge to come over. He was the first group of people to arrive at White Deer Town, so he should be very aware of this matter.”
Captain Horridge followed the sea survey ship to White Deer Town in early March. He was responsible for measuring and drawing the topographic map of the public dock area and the survey plan of the lakeside naval base. He was responsible for the Moore incident that occurred in White Deer Town.
The incident of Mr. Sang's suicide by jumping from a building was very clear. We even got the inside story of how Sir Fox set up a trap to trick Mr. Morsand into writing an IOU, which made many people in Bailu Town feel dissatisfied. It is said that someone is already colluding to prepare for next year's National Assembly election.
No more votes for Sir Fox...
Joseph's eyes became brighter and brighter as he listened to Captain Horridge's story. When he finished speaking, he turned to Viscount Venisque and said, "Let's go see this Claude..."
"Claude should be at the office building of the Nomoli Real Estate Development Company at this time." Viscount Venisque said: "You don't doubt it's him, do you? It can't be him. He looks almost exactly the same as the murderer..."
"Let's go take a look first. Now that the lieutenants at your naval base have been ruled out of suspicion, the people who know the situation at your naval base must be people who are closely related to your base. This Claude has a grudge against Sir Fox, and
I know the situation at the naval base, and I just heard Captain Horridge say that he is powerful, a good hunter, and graduated first in physical education in junior high school. He must be proficient in fighting. Let's go and find out first, even if he is not a suspect.
Maybe it can provide us with some clues..." Detective Joseph said noncommittally.
Soon the group arrived at the somewhat old three-story office building of the Normandy Real Estate Development Company. Viscount Venisque asked Detective Joseph to follow him inside, while the rest of the group waited outside the office building. Detective Joseph was a little strange, and Viscount Venisque said
He understood after saying that this was Baroness Maria's company.
Claude's office is in the big room at the end of the first floor.
When Viscount Venisque came in with Detective Joseph, he saw Claude scolding a designer because this idiot had made a mistake in the data, so that the architectural drawings looked awkward. After a final check, he found that he had left the decimal point
He forgot that the width was longer than the length, and he didn't realize it. As a result, the drawing he had spent two days drawing was in vain...
Looking at Claude's fluffy brown-black hair, pale face and dark shadows next to his eyes, Viscount Venisque proudly raised his eyebrows at Detective Joseph beside him, meaning, look, let me tell you, he and that
The murderer looks nothing like him.
Seeing Viscount Venisque come in, Claude waved the erring designer to step back and redraw, then came up to him with a wry smile: "No, Lord Viscount, you came here so early in the morning to press for the design and planning drawings of the West District.
You're a little too impatient. I've said it before, as long as you decide where Fengyue District will be arranged, there won't be any other problems.
But now you are still unable to decide whether Fengyue District should be arranged within the base. How should we design and plan the functional layout of the entire West District? Look at the dark circles next to my eyes. I have been disturbed by your design plan.
I haven’t slept well for two or three days..."
"Cough, cough..." Viscount Venisque pretended to cough twice: "Well, Claude, I'm not looking for you today about the functional distribution of the West District, but Detective Joseph wants to talk to you about something."
"Detective Joseph?" Claude looked at the silent bald old man next to him: "Looking for me? What are you talking to me about? Isn't it some kind of family investigation that needs to be done before conscription? I don't remember that there seems to be no such thing.
, Aren’t all the basic information clearly registered at the town office?”
"Uh, hello, Claude." Detective Joseph stared into Claude's eyes and said, "I'm looking for you today to talk about Sir Fox."
"What, Sir Fox?" Claude's face suddenly darkened, he looked at the fat bald old man in front of him warily, and replied in a cold tone: "I'm sorry, sir, I have nothing to talk to you.
"
"He forced your father to jump off the building, don't you hate him?" Detective Joseph continued to use words to stimulate Claude. He saw Claude's face suddenly turn red, veins appeared on his forehead, and his hands clenched into fists, but
He still endured it.
"I think you can go out, sir. Please don't disturb our work here." Claude pointed to the door and signaled to the bald and fat old man in front of him that it was best to get out of the house without forcing him to do anything.
Detective Joseph sighed in disappointment. The young man in front of him acted very normal. Either he was completely unaware or he was pretending. But at his age, it is impossible to pretend that he can't see any flaws.
.
"Okay, let me tell you the news. Sir Fox and his butler were murdered in the study room of his manor at midnight last night..." Seeing that Claude seemed to be driving him out, Detective Joseph said quickly.
Then he saw the young man in front of him visibly stunned, staring at him with an expression of disbelief.
What Detective Joseph didn't expect was that the young man named Claude in front of him suddenly rushed over with a ferocious look, grabbed his chest, and shouted angrily: "Are you lying to me? That old guy is not dead right."
No, who dares to kill him!"
"Claude, let go!" Viscount Venisque shouted from the side: "Sir Fox is really dead, I saw it with my own eyes..."
Claude suddenly lost strength. He slowly loosened Sir Joseph's collar, retreated to his desk in frustration, sat down, and gritted his teeth: "Why did this old guy die like this? Who
Killed, ah! I made all arrangements, but he died. How can it be unreasonable? He died so easily..."
"What have you arranged?" Viscount Venisque was very curious.
"Next year's election, the qualifications for the National Assembly..." Claude held his head in pain: "I have already asked Uncle Thomas to join forces. I will get rid of him first next year. Without the title of National Assembly, I think
Why is he jumping up and down in the town? There are many ways to deal with him. Anyway, he has a lot of black spots on his body. I will slowly dig them out for him one by one. In the end, I will force him to be like my father.
, go jump off the building yourself..."
"You are cruel..." Viscount Venisque gave a thumbs up. He admired Claude's revenge plan very much.