"The body found on the 18th, today is already the 20th, Superintendent." Xing Ze took the newspaper and read it, "They only started reporting it now, and it is already quite late."
Ruiben chuckled and said: "That's true, but I hope they can go slower. We don't have the energy to deal with the media now."
Mrs. Woflin brought the breakfast over, "You can't expect everyone to keep secrets, otherwise, the world would be much simpler."
She picked up the juice at hand and asked Xing Ze, "Would you like some, Mr. Xing Ze?"
Xing Ze nodded and handed over his glass.
"Instead of corpses, let's talk about something lighter during breakfast time. But before that, I have to thank you, sir."
Looking at the confused Xingze, Mrs. Woflin explained: "I have many relatives in Ravenska Village."
"Oh." Xing Ze nodded, "I hope they are okay."
"Most, most." Mrs. Wofflin smiled wryly, "Without you, they would all die."
Xing Ze nodded.
"Dear." Ruiben reached out and held his wife's hand.
Mrs. Wofflin held her husband's hand with her backhand, "I didn't get a beard, look what I said. Please have a meal, sir, and don't talk about these heavy topics."
The conversation became much more relaxed after that. Xing Ze found that Mrs. Woflin was a very well-educated lady and she had unique insights on many issues.
She graduated from Hufflepuff House at Hogwarts and was very interested in Muggle studies. After graduation, she entered the Muggle world in order to better study Muggles.
"Professor Bubbaji," she said, "She was still a teacher at that time, but she was full of energy. She would always describe to us a beautiful world, a world where wizards and Muggles live in harmony."
"She can do it now," Xing Ze replied with a smile.
"But that's hard to do, isn't it?"
"Wizards...wizards have allowed themselves to hide behind walls, while Muggles are unwilling to accept new affairs. In my opinion, this wonderful future is impossible to achieve in a short period of time."
"Sorry, I have to go get my equipment." The superintendent interrupted. He stood up, kissed his wife, and then walked to the study.
"But don't give up hope," Mrs. Wofflin said. "Perhaps our children, our children's children, will wait for that day."
"Maybe."
"Roman, sir. He is a good boy, but he is also very sensitive. The environment he is in makes him very concerned about other people's eyes. Please give him some time and he will figure it out."
"I understand. Not every Slytherin is so hateful, and not every Ravenclaw is so smart. Anyone needs to go through something to know the path they want to take. I have paid a heavy price for this.
Price. So nothing can change my principles."
"Thank you for your understanding, sir."
…
At around eight o'clock in the morning, Ruiben and Xing Ze arrived at Frank's house.
Since he had already been here once, Xing Ze followed the superintendent throughout the process and listened to him describe some of his findings.
"We found some blood stains on the sofa, and the cushion and seat cushion have been sent to the identification center. In addition, we found the woman's clothes in the master bedroom. We found some other people's clothes in the study, and also found them in the guest room.
"Preliminary judgement, there are at least six or seven people living here. If Frank is not having a party, he is forming a team. But I don't understand, there is a good hotel five minutes' walk from here, why don't they stay there?
.”
Because there is no necessary protection outside. Xing Ze said in his heart.
"This is it." Ruiben stopped in front of the cubicle. "If a police officer hadn't pulled out one of your books from the bookshelf, we wouldn't have discovered this cubicle at all."
"That guy should buy a lottery ticket."
"That's what I told him too."
The two walked into the cubicle. Xing Ze pretended to check it and asked, "Did you take photos?"
"Yes, I took pictures of them all. I will have someone send you a set."
"This couldn't be better. There's nothing good to see. I'm not an expert on magic circles. I will consult a professional after the photos are developed."
As he spoke, Xing Ze walked out of the cubicle.
"Superintendent, do you mind if I ask you about the investigation you are about to undertake?"
"Of course not." Ribbon said, "I was just wanting to talk to you about this. Based on the current situation, Frank has a team. I guess those four corpses are people in his team."
"Is it because snake grass is poisonous?"
"Yes. There is snakeweed poison remaining on the body, and it is also here. This is too coincidental, so I am more willing to believe that Frank returned to his residence after being poisoned, and then went to his office.
"Judging from Hammer and Bigfoot's confessions - yes, they confessed - Harris and the others interrogated them all night. Frank was supposed to be getting investigative information, but I don't know why the Old Record Gang was interested in that information.
interest."
"It seems they are just following orders."
Ruiben nodded, "Yes. This is also a headache for us."
"Go on, Superintendent."
"I'm now very worried about whether we should continue to pursue it." Ruiben looked at Xing Ze, "Obviously, what Frank provoked is not something we can deal with. So I want to ask for your advice."
Xing Ze thought for a moment, then took out the list from the ring, "You can start with less important things. I have reason to believe that Frank is looking for someone named Kimball, but I can't help
It would take too much time to visit them one by one.”
The superintendent took the list, looked at it, nodded and said, "I understand. It seems this is the best way to handle it at the moment. To be honest, I don't want to end the investigation so quickly. Those reporters will gather here like flies.
If we do nothing..."
The superintendent's inference was similar to Xing Ze's, except that Frank went to the office after being poisoned. If that were the case, Xing Ze would have smelled the poison in that compact office.
Therefore, Xing Ze is more willing to believe that the blood stains on the sofa and the fingerprints on the bookshelf came from another person, a member of Frank's team.
No matter what they went through that night on the 18th, the survivor escaped, came back and met Frank.
Frank then went to the scene, probably to confirm whether there were any survivors. Then he went to his office to take away his information.
He knew he too was being targeted. Where would he go? Back here?
Suddenly, the three words SUE appeared in Xing Ze's mind. Ah, no, they may have a taboo sanctuary.