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Text Chapter 19 Jack¡¯s Statement (Part 1)

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    After sending Colston away, Feng Bujue sat back in the seat behind the desk and fell into deep thought.  // Welcome to reading //.

    Scofield did not bother him. The detective was also thinking about the information he had obtained before.

    "At this moment, I really envy Nero Wolfe (nero_wolfe, the famous detective written by Rhett Staud, a fat, unwilling to go out, like to grow orchids and charge high professional consulting detective  ) Such a guy." After a moment, Feng Bujue said.

    "Well I guess you could be a good 'easy chair detective' if you wanted to," Schofield said.

    "Of course I can." Feng Bujue showed his narcissism and said without humility, "When I say 'envy', I don't mean that I envy this character's talent. I just envy that he doesn't have to participate in such tedious intelligence collection work.  .¡±

    Scofield shrugged and said: "There is nothing we can do about it. Although there are only nine suspects in this case, the information Mark asked during the routine inquiry is not enough to identify the murderer."

    "There are currently three that can be basically ruled outthe master Colston Lovecraft, the housekeeper Henderson, and the maid Oliver." Feng Bujue muttered, "None of them have the ability to commit crimes.  One has no courage to commit crimes, and the other has a problem with body shape"

    ¡°Shape?¡± Schofield asked.

    "Have you noticed" Feng Bujue said, "That Aunt Oliver is only about 1.6 meters tall, and weighs at least more than Dennis. With her big and round body, even if she can barely roll out of the window,  It¡¯s also impossible to cling to the window to complete the layout of the secret room.¡±

    "Ah uh yes." Scofield obviously just understood. He thought for a few seconds and then continued the topic: "But why didn't you rule out the suspicion of the gardener? Mrs. Carol found the body.  That Mr. Button was talking to you in your room, wasn't he?"

    "So what?" Feng Bujue replied calmly, "Maybe he just finished committing the crime before he came to my room? In my opinion, no one in this villa has a tenable alibi." He  He added, "Including myself, neither did I. So Mr. Detective, you have to be careful. Although the chance is very small, you cannot completely rule out the possibility that I committed the crime."

    "How is this possible" Schofield said with a smile, "You have no motive at all. Besides, Mr. Dennis helped you, didn't he?"

    "Maybe I'm crazy?" Feng Bujue asked seriously, "Don't you think I'm like that?"

    Just as Scofield was hesitating whether to say what was in his heart, "It's a bit like it," there was another knock on the door.

    Dumpdy said outside the door: "Sir, Mr. Jack Lovecraft is here."

    Scofield quickly answered, "Okay, please invite him in."

    Jack pushed the door open and entered, striding to the middle of the room. When Dumpdy closed the door behind him, he turned his head and glanced, then looked at Feng Bujue and Schofield with a disinterested expression and said,  "What is this? An interrogation?"

    "No, I just have some questions and I want to ask you for advice." Feng Bujue replied with a smile.

    "Ha!" Jack smiled, sat down on the chair and crossed his legs, "The famous detective, you want to ask me for advice?"

    "Before the police came, you didn't seem to have heard of my name, right?" Feng Bujue said.

    "Yeah, I don't read newspapers very much." Jack said, "Even if I do, I don't pay much attention to reports on criminal investigations."

    "Well I guess you mainly read the entertainment section." Feng Bujue said that there was something more than what he said.

    "Yes~ I used to be the lead singer of a rock band." Jack stared at the pamphlet in Feng Bujue's hand and replied in a long voice, "I have already told the other police officer, what? This is also illegal.  ?"

    "Of course it's not illegal." Feng Bujue said, "But ifyou, the outdated lead singer, kill your brother"

    "Hey! Hey! What are you talking about!" Jack shouted.

    "What's wrong?" Feng Bujue's unscrupulous virtue came back again, "Are you dissatisfied with the word 'passed', or do you have a problem with the accusation of murder? Or both?"

    "Do you have any evidence for saying that?" Jack replied, "If there is no evidence, it's slander!"

    "Evidence" Feng Bujue sneered, "Haha 'You should be lucky, I don't have such a gun.'" He repeated it verbatim, "This sentence was just before the crime,  What you said to DennisThe last sentence.  Many people heard it, including me.  "

    "So what?" Jack asked, "Everyone can tell that it was just a joke."

    "It would be a joke if people were not dead." Feng Bujue placed his right hand on the desk and tapped his four fingers on the table rhythmically like waves, "But now that people are dead, the situation is different  ¡­ Based on the situation at the time, can I interpret what you meant as - 'If I had a gun like that, I wouldn't be shooting at the ceiling.'"

    "That's nonsense! It's all nonsense!" Jack jumped up from his chair, "What kind of detective are you!" He turned to look at Schofield, "Officer! Do you just watch him wrongly accuse a good person like this?"

    "I also think you are the biggest suspect." Scofield put on his detective airs and stared at the other person with a solemn expression, "Among all the suspects, you are the only one who is physically different from the deceased.  On the other hand, from a psychological point of view, stronger people have more courage to take action, right?"

    "You" Jack was speechless for a moment.

    "Since you mentioned the rock band" Feng Bujue immediately added, "Then I think you are quite familiar with things like strings" He paused and said, "It just so happens that the murder weapon is also  Something similar."

    "You knowif the police weren't here, I would have come over to beat you." Jack said in a very unhappy tone.

    "Hmph I advise you not to be impulsive." Feng Bujue raised his eyebrows and replied sternly, "My sharp legs cannot be stopped by a desk."

    "Gentlemen let us return to constructive discussions." Schofield had to persuade him, because the words and deeds of the two men in front of him already had the atmosphere of a street brawl

    "Hmph" Jack snorted coldly, sat down again, and said to Feng Bujue: "Then tell me, why did I kill my brother? Is it just because of today's quarrel? I still don't know that he and Lao  Why on earth is dad arguing, why should I kill someone?" (To be continued.
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