Six hundred and twelve chapters come back from the dead and the power of money
After Charles left, Audrey angrily said to Nick, "You can't be polite to the sponsor who invited us to travel in Europe, and are you an idiot? There is no such thing as telling people to do bad things to their faces."
"Okay, I said that on purpose, just to see Charles's expression and hear what he would answer," Nick replied nonchalantly.
Although eating roast lamb was also very attractive to him, Nick didn’t just want to eat roast lamb, so he immediately agreed to Charles’ invitation, “Didn’t you see the news?
There is news that William Devonshire came to Monte Carlo, and just now Charles said that he went to the Grand Casino not to play, but to meet William Devonshire."
"You mean he lied to us?" Audrey asked doubtfully, "But Charles couldn't just go to the casino to play after meeting? And why did he have to tell us about his meeting with William?"
"Hell, have you read all those detective novels in vain?" Nick said, rolling his eyes at his wife, "Based on my twenty years of experience as a police officer, the masterminds behind the scenes are often people who seem to have nothing to do with the murder.
”.
Thinking about the novels she had read and the cases she had heard Nick talk about before, Audrey couldn't help but think about it. Nick said proudly, "Think about it again. As soon as we got off the plane a few days ago, Charles took us to Paris to meet William.
Is there any suspicion of using us as a cover?"
"When you say that, you really mean it." After thinking about it, Audrey nodded in agreement with Nick's words.
The couple met Charles by chance, just a few hours after they met on the plane. Normally, even if they could talk about it, it would still be okay if they took them to their home.
But it would be unreasonable to take new friends directly to the house of relatives who have nothing to do with them.
Looking at Nick's expression, Audrey asked understandingly, "Do you want to get Charles drunk and ask him something?"
"Hey, you are worthy of being my darling who has been married to me for twelve years. You can understand what I want right away." Nick happily kissed Audrey on the mouth.
"If we want to clear our suspicions and return to the United States as soon as possible, we have no choice but to find the murderer ourselves. Otherwise, if it takes ten days and a half, or even longer, both of our jobs will be lost."
"Well", when talking about work, Audrey, who was originally worried about the danger, was immediately defeated by the pressure of life, "Okay, I will do as you say."
Half an hour later, Charles, who had changed into ordinary clothes, walked with the Spitzes to an Arabic restaurant not far from the hotel and ordered a roasted whole lamb and beer.
Fortunately, this is Monte Carlo, and Charles and the three of them are not Arabs at first glance, so it is no surprise that the restaurant will serve them wine.
As soon as the wine was served, the Spitzes took turns finding reasons to clink glasses with Charles, but they seriously underestimated Charles's drinking capacity.
After drinking four large glasses of 1-liter beer in succession, Charles' face did not turn red, his heart did not beat, and he did not react at all. He even took off his coat comfortably, unbuttoned three buttons on his shirt and exposed his chest, as if he had to drink like this.
, which made Nick and Audrey, who each had two drinks, feel helpless.
They looked at each other and couldn't help but silently think about countermeasures. But before they could think about it for long, a gunshot was heard from outside the restaurant, and then, Charles, who was holding a wine glass and pouring beer into his mouth, fell to the carpet with a "pop".
There was a blood hole on his chest, and blood was pouring out.
"Ah, ah, ah", the sudden sound of gunfire scared Audrey and screamed immediately, which made Nick's ears buzz.
Fortunately, Nick is a veteran with 20 years of police career. He endured the discomfort and pulled Audrey down. He hid under the table and observed for a few seconds. He didn't find the gunman. Then Nick stood up and carefully walked in the opposite direction to where Charles fell.
Rush away.
He rushed to the stone pillars of the restaurant, turned around a few times, and found no gunman before running back to Charles and checking his injuries.
"Damn it." When he saw the bleeding wound on his chest, Nick's heart skipped a beat. It hit his chest in the heart, and even the gods couldn't save it.
"Beep, beep, beep," an ambulance siren sounded from far to near. Nick quickly got up and rushed out of the restaurant, and saw an ambulance approaching quickly not far away.
Nick, who could no longer care about so much, rushed directly to the ambulance, took out his police ID, pointed at the restaurant and shouted to the driver,
"Someone inside has a gunshot wound in the chest. Go and save him quickly."
"Hell, there are people in our car who need first aid, get out of the way, get out of the way."
Audrey, who followed out, was smart. She rolled her eyes and shouted to the driver and the two doctors who had already gotten out of the car, "Listen, guys, the injured person is Viscount Charles Cavendish of England.
He is William Devonshire's uncle. Think about it, think about it carefully, if you save him, I guarantee that William Devonshire in Monte Carlo will definitely give you a reward of 100,000 US dollars.
No, it’s 1 million U.S. dollars, 1 million, I guarantee it.”
As expected, the words worked. The two doctors wearing masks hesitated for only a few seconds before pulling out a folding stretcher from the ambulance, rushing into the restaurant, lifting the unconscious Charles, and putting him into the ambulance.
Nick was about to follow the car, but he was stopped by the doctor before he got in the car. "Look, man, there are already two people in need of emergency treatment in the car, and there is no room for you to get in the car."
Glancing at the situation in the car, Nick was shaking his head helplessly when he heard another doctor who was examining Charles shouting, "Damn it, this is a penetrating heart injury. God, even if you send him to the emergency room, you only have five minutes."
first aid".
"fk", the doctor who was talking to Nick pushed Nick away, "fku, bastard, the damn $1 million, gone, gone, it takes at least five minutes to get to the hospital from here."
While shouting, the somewhat muscular doctor slammed the car and shouted, "Drive, drive quickly, for the sake of 1 million US dollars, don't worry about whether you hit anyone."
"Didi, beep, beep." Looking at the ambulance that was speeding away, Nick didn't care about being pushed to the ground and almost fell to the ground. He looked helplessly at his wife who was already in tears and said,
"It seems that our guess is wrong, Charles is not the murderer."
Audrey scolded accusingly, "Damn it, Nick, you're still in the mood to think about who the murderer is at this time."
Audrey, who was scolding her husband, and Nick, who was scolding each other without saying a word, didn't know that as soon as the ambulance compartment door closed, the patient lying on the stretcher immediately sat up.
He took out a special hemostatic tape from the medical kit of the ambulance, pasted it on the bloody hole in the chest of Charles, who was already unconscious, and then shouted to the people around him,
"Lift him up".
He put the hemostatic tape on the blood hole on Charles' back again to stop the bleeding. He threw away the tape on his hand, took out a blood drawing instrument, and inserted the needle along the blood hole with the tape.
The blood-drawing instrument was started. After a few seconds, the blood in the chest was pumped out, the chest pressure stabilized, and suddenly the sound of Charles, who was not breathing, was heard sucking in a big breath.