Thriller Paradise Chapter 9: Detective Schofield

The police came faster than expected, and arrived in twenty minutes.

During these twenty minutes, Patton helped Mrs. Carol up and sent it to the living room to rest; Butler Henderson was carried back to the room, because he had not fully woken up yet, and was temporarily taken care of by Aunt Oliver After Jack and Powell carried Henderson away, they soon returned to the scene of the crime. However, Brother Jue is still guarding strictly, not allowing anyone to enter the door, including himself. Even Master Colston, who came here after hearing the news, failed to pass Feng Bujue's level.

This Patriarch is indeed exceptional. Although he was very emotional when he came, when Feng Bujue gave out the reasons that prevented everyone from entering the scene, Colston quickly calmed down, and I also affirmed Brother Jue's approach.

As a police car blaring the siren stopped in front of the villa, a system prompt sounded in Feng Bujue's ears. His mission was updated to: [Assist the police in investigating]

Barton answered the door, leading several police officers to the door of the room where the crime was committed.

At this time, there were five people waiting in the corridor. In addition to Feng Bujue, there were also Master Colston, Mrs. Odetta, Master Jack, and Doctor Powell.

Patton followed three police officers, the leading agent was dressed in a suit and casual clothes, wearing a round hat and shiny leather shoes. He looks like he is about fifty years old, his body is slightly fat, his cheeks and beards are very distinctive, and his eyebrows give people a shrewd and capable feeling.

The other two police officers are relatively young. One of them has a baby face and looks like a half-year-old kid who just graduated from school. Both of them wear uniforms. Look at the style... It's very similar to the British black police uniforms of the 1980s, but there are some differences in details. After all, this is a fictitious country, and this difference is understandable.

"I'm Inspector Schofield." The civilian agent walked in front of the crowd and said, "Who is Mr. Lovecraft?"

Kolston took a few steps forward on crutches and said, "I'm Kolston Lovecraft, the owner of the villa..." He paused, "The father of the dead..."

Scofield looked sharply at Colston for a few seconds, making no secret of his doubts. A police detective like him has developed an occupational disease. He is better at dealing with "people" and finding breakthroughs in interrogation than looking for evidence.

"So...where is the body?" Scofield asked.

"It's in that room." Colston pointed to the door to Feng Bujue's side.

"Well, I'm sorry, I borrowed it." Scofield winked at the two men behind him and motioned for them to follow.

When the three of them walked to the door, Feng Bujue stepped aside from the door.

Scofield looked at Brother Jue up and down as he passed by, and didn't care much, so he turned his attention to the door of the room.

"Huh?" Scofield hesitated for a moment when he saw that the key was still in the lock. He tried to turn the door handle and found that the door was actually unlocked. Two seconds later, he saw the corpse on the sofa chair behind the opened door.

"Has anyone moved the corpse?" Scofield didn't enter the door immediately, but asked instead.

"No." Jack on the side answered, "After Carol found the body, the house has remained the same."

"Are you?" Scofield asked.

"My name is Jack." Jack replied, and he gestured towards the corpse with his chin. "The man sitting there is my brother Dennis." He paused and added, "Carol. Er is Dennis's wife, and she is in the living room now."

Scofield stared at Jack for a few seconds, then looked back at the room, "Did you tell everyone not to go in?"

"No, it's him." Jack pointed at him.

Scofield turned around, before he spoke, Brother Jue rushed out: "Hello police officer, I, Feng Bujue."

"Feng..." When Scofield heard the name, his expression changed. He opened his eyes again and looked up and down Feng Bujue again. "What? You said your name is Feng Bujue. ?"

From the tone of the other party’s questioning, he vaguely felt that the policeman had heard his own name, and associated with the setting in the script introduction. He tentatively replied: "Yes, Feng Bujue, I am one Detective."

"Oh! Is it really you!" Scofield suddenly raised his voice, and he glanced at Brother Jue's face again, as if he was sure of something, then he continued, "No wonder I feel familiar. Now that I think about it, I saw you in the newspaper! You are the famous detective Feng Bujue!"

"Hmm... so that's it... No matter what name I tell, the system will assume that the role I play is this name anyway, right..." Feng Bujue said, "By the way...I am really a' Name's detective. Even the police in this place have heard of my name, which means it is quite famous, basically catching up with Poirot (ule_t, Belgian detective written by Agatha Christie. Live with someone Unlike the paranoid and paranoid narcissist in London, Poirot is a well-known detective in setting. Many of his cases have been reported by the media, and his name is well known by the public. It is worth a visit. It is mentioned that in the work "Herkery's Great Achievement", the author implicitly hinted that in 1864, the Holmes family visited the Poirot family during their second trip to the European continent. This should be Christy's opinion. A tribute to Conan Doyle, everyone loves paranoia.) Come on..."

"Ah, yes, it's underneath." Feng Bujue replied coldly, with a calm and unpredictable expression on the surface.

"Oh! I'm still wondering, how can ordinary people know how to protect the scene." Scofield said, "It turns out that there is a reason you are here!"

At this time, those of the Lovecraft family all showed very complicated expressions on their faces. This expression has two meanings: First, it is surprise~ IndoMTL.com~ They didn't expect it. This one is really a famous detective. Second, it's a guilty conscience... because people with secrets don't want to deal with such people who specialize in revealing secrets.

"Oh! That's great!" Scofield continued, "Please give us some guidance. With you sitting here, I think the case will be solved soon."

"He...hehe...I will try my best." Feng Bujue said with a dry smile, but he muttered in his heart: "Although I am quite confident in my reasoning ability, the case is solved quickly...really. How is it...

This is only the ninth chapter. If the case is resolved within five chapters, the remaining twenty chapters can only allow readers to see the garbled characters that the author rolls out with the keyboard...

By the way, your name is as long as five characters, plus the six-character surname like Lovecraft, and the large comment above, it’s a despicable longing secretly. Means... The effect of this method of refreshing the lower limit is actually negligible...

Sure enough, if you want to reach the thirty-third chapter, you still have to rely on the strength of this uncle! "(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe (this site), rewards, and your support is my biggest motivation.)