The door of Youdekao's house was not locked, and Jobtran opened it with just a few gentle moves.
Although the furnishings in the house are a bit messy, they are in order. It is obvious that Sarita organizes the things in the house on a daily basis.
Although the living room is small, it has tables and chairs for daily use, as well as a yellow fabric sofa, but the most eye-catching thing is a wine cabinet filled with a variety of wines.
On the balcony, there was an overturned wooden basin filled with several wet clothes and a black bird feather. Jobtran leaned out of the balcony and could see the iron railings downstairs that were still stained with Sarita's blood. This was where Sarita fell.
Jobtran noticed that on the clothesline extending from the balcony, one of them had an obvious inverted wooden spike and a small strip of cloth remaining on it. The color of the cloth matched the color of the dress Sarita was wearing.
After examining the clothesline, Jobtran picked up the shiny black bird feather on the ground.
"The outer and inner feathers are black, the feather shafts are grayish white, and the feather roots are pure white. In the sun, you can see a dark blue-green metallic luster. Tristene, what kind of bird do you think this feather is from?"
Tristene took the black feather from Jobtran, placed it in the palm of his hand and observed it carefully, and found that the feather was about three inches long and should be part of the fallen tail feather.
"My first impression is that it is the tail feathers of a small-billed crow, but I cannot rule out the possibility that it is the feathers of a black drongo or a coot," Tristana deduced.
"Very good, this is indeed the tail feather of a small-billed crow. The crow symbolizes bad luck, but small-billed crows live in groups, and it is unlikely that only one would appear alone. Perhaps this incident is not just an accident." Jobtran leaned against the balcony and looked inside.
Looking inside from the balcony, there was no clue what was inside the house, but Jobtran still used his own eyes to record everything inside the residence in case any clues were left behind.
"Let's go. There's nothing to see here. But let's keep this place sealed off for another week. Maybe it will be useful in the future." After saying this, Jobtran stood up and left.
At this time, Jobtran had a deeper suspicion of Yudkao. Yudkao might be a demon in human skin under his harmless appearance. The last album incident might have been a prank played by him.
On the return journey in the carriage, Joe Butran was thinking and making inferences about the reenactment of the case.
The incident of Sarita falling from the building has been deduced in Jobtran's mind. The most critical thing now is what Yudkao did under the stairs.
The first speculation that can be made is that the object he burned would not be large, which can be inferred from the fact that there were no burnt ashes on the ground; Youdekao used to have the habit of smoking, although he did not smoke much, but there was an ashtray on the floor of the balcony with several cigarette butts in it, so it is not ruled out that Youdekao smoked a cigarette at that position on the stairs, but the doubt is why he smoked in such a dark place and strangely, the cigarette butt was not on the ground.
Jobtran and his teammates gathered in batches. Except for those who were responsible for assisting the forensic pathologists and the vigil keepers, all the others had returned to the office. Youdekao had been waiting in the office for a while, and of course he had finished the breakfast brought to him by his teammates.
"Mr. Youdekao, sorry for the long time. It will take some time to collect evidence at the scene." said Jobtran.
"It's okay. I just finished my breakfast during the waiting time." Youdekao pretended to have calmed down, but his answer made Jobutran feel something was wrong. Jobutran thought to himself,
"Who would burst into tears after witnessing his wife's death, but calm down and eat breakfast within dozens of minutes? Even if he is a doctor and is used to seeing life and death, as a normal person, how could he eat in such a situation? There must be something wrong with Youdekao!"
At the same time, Jobtran said some polite words, "Mr. Yudekao, please be mournful. The deceased is gone, and we should remember her well in our hearts. Please don't be too sad."
"Thank you for your kindness. I also understand that my beloved wife Sarita has left me forever. From now on, I will be alone to face the hardships and tedious housework in life. Maybe I should find a maid to do odd jobs."
Yu Dekao also said some meaningless words to deal with Jobutran. Little did he know that Jobutran had gained some information from this passage.
"According to normal logic, after losing his wife, he should consider burying her, but Yudekao mentioned housework at this time, which proves that Yudekao did not love his wife as much as he said, but regarded her as a free maid."
Jobtran obtained this information from the above passage, and then continued to build his logical framework for the case in his mind.
"So in the following questions and answers, we only need to confirm whether Sarita is an alcoholic, and then whether she will use violence after drinking to confirm some of my inferences."
"Mr. Youdeko, your clothes are all stained with blood. It must be very uncomfortable to be so sticky. Someone, come and get a hot towel and clean clothes for our poor Mr. Youdeko." Jobtran said "considerately".
The subordinate brought a hot towel and a loose shirt and placed them in a wooden basin, and said to Yudkao with an apologetic look,
"Doctor Yudekao, please bear with me for now."
When Youdekao saw the attitude of his subordinate and Jobtran's playful eyes, he realized that he had to cooperate at this time, otherwise it would be unacceptable to keep wearing clothes stained with his wife's blood, so he had to change clothes in front of everyone.
Yudkao first took out his cigarettes, matches and the wedding ring on Sarita's hand, then his wallet and some identification documents and placed them on the table. Then he raised his hands, crossed them and pulled off his shirt.
Under the thin shirt is an equally thin body and a slightly protruding beer belly. The thin Yudekao does not look like a normal person. Instead, he has bruises of various sizes and scars of various lengths all over his body, which makes people wonder where these scars come from.
Tristana exclaimed, "Oh my God, what happened to you, Doctor Yodkau? It's horrible. It looks like you got beaten up by a prizefighter for five rounds."
Yudkao smiled bitterly and said, "It's not wrong to be beaten unilaterally. This is the mark left by Sarita when she was drunk. I believe you have also been to my house and seen the wine cabinet, which is filled with her collection. Every time Sarita drinks, she tends to be emotional, and I might anger her if I'm not careful, but I won't fight back. This has been the case over time."
Tristene covered her mouth when she heard that and whispered, "Oh my God, women are so scary, especially those who are drunk."
Jobtran walked forward and knocked Tristene on the head again, apologizing to Yodkao, "I'm so sorry, this guy is talking without a brain, don't take it seriously."
Yudekao waved his hands to show that he didn't care.
Joe Butran asked suddenly, "Do you hate her?"
Yu Dekao showed a surprised expression, "Why would I hate her? Isn't love supposed to be about tolerating each other's flaws?"
After saying that, he wiped the blood off his body with a hot towel and changed into the shirt prepared by the team members.
Xianhua Peishi's answer was almost perfect and there was nothing wrong with it. This was indeed the answer a husband should give.
"Okay, now that the small talk is over, let's officially start the interrogation." Tristana said when she saw the opportunity.
Jobtran felt rarely relieved. Xiao Cui, who knew how to resolve the awkward atmosphere, had really grown up. He then found a comfortable position to sit down in his office chair, took out a matchbox, lit a cigar, put it to his lips and began to puff out smoke.
A white smoke ring blew out of his mouth. The aroma of tobacco floated in the air as the cigar was lit. Jobtron looked at Yudkau and said, "Mr. Yudkau, according to the testimony of the eyewitnesses we have obtained so far, you have an irrefutable alibi. After inspecting your residence, the initial judgment is that it was an accident. However, because your wife has a violent tendency after drinking, we still retain the reasonable motive for you to kill. Do you understand?"
"I understand. This is a necessary procedure. I will do my best to cooperate with your work." Yudekao tried hard to force an awkward but polite smile on his wrinkled old face.
"Dr. Yudekao, apart from the beatings that Ms. Sarita inflicted on you after drinking, have you had any other conflicts? Including quarrels over trivial matters, emotional disputes, or even sexual incompatibility?" Jobtran asked very seriously.
"I... am not doing well in that aspect. You can ask Dr. Mori in the hospital's andrology department about this matter. I discovered this problem three years ago and sought help from Dr. Mori. So maybe Sarita is really dissatisfied with my sex life. In daily life, she still takes good care of my living and diet." Yudkao said frankly.
Joe Butron shook the ash off his cigar and took another puff. The smoke slowly came out of his nose, just like an angry bull. He shook his head and said,
"Have you ever suspected that she was having an affair?"
"There is no doubt about this. If she had not had an extramarital affair in these years, would you believe it?" You Dekao asked back.
"Then do you know who it is?" Jobtran tried to get some information out of Yudekao.
"I don't know, and I don't want to know. After all, it's not an honorable thing. If you were me, I guess you would feel the same as I do." Youdekao explained.
The two men exchanged verbal blows. The malicious Yudkao was sure that there was nothing wrong with what he said, and the current situation was in his favor. No matter how powerful the security team was, they might not be able to find the disposable script that had burned itself after it came into effect, nor could they find Elphis.
The script of the King in Yellow had long been hidden by Youdekao in the highest shelf of the bookcase, and was sandwiched between a thick encyclopedia. If one just did a cursory search like today, one would definitely not be able to find the script of the King in Yellow.
Before doing all this, Youdekao had already considered the follow-up plan, including how to answer those tricky questions. When he had the murderous intention last night, he had already predicted everything in front of him.
The true and false, false and true information should have confused the Wolf of Ulm, but he overlooked two details, that is, the thin layer of dust behind the stairs actually left his footprints, and that the writer who had no sense of existence downstairs actually knew so much.
Jobtron stood up, walked over to the seated Yudekao, put a hand on Yudekao's shoulder, and leaned over to Yudekao's ear, "So what did you do in the shadow of the stairs?"
Yudekao had planned everything but had not expected this omission to cause the current situation to get out of control. He did not dare to look back at Jobtran. His eyes, like a lone wolf, were extremely sharp at this moment, as if he could see through the darkness in his heart. But Yudekao fully understood at this moment that if he answered wrongly, it would attract the attention of a madman.
"I don't quite understand what you are talking about?" Yudkao said, picking up the matches and cigarettes on the table, struck a match, lit the cigarette and smoked silently.
"What I'm saying is, what did you do in the dark corner of the stairs after you went out today?" Jobtran said every word with aggressive pressure and a serious tone.
"Let me think? I seemed to have smoked a cigarette there." Yu Dekao's back was already wet with cold sweat, fortunately, there was a cigarette box in front of him, which gave him an excuse to fool people.
"What about the matches? What about the cigarette butts?" The aggressive Jobtran added a little more force to his hands. Feeling guilty, Yudkao almost told the truth, but he suddenly had an idea and said,
"I left it at the breakfast shop."
Jobtran relaxed his grip, patted Yudekao on the shoulder, and returned to his seat without saying a word.
Yudkao felt his heartbeat quickening and his adrenaline rising. If Jobtran continued to question, his lie would be exposed.
"Don't be too nervous, Dr. Youdekao. These are procedures, procedures, you know. If you don't give people some psychological pressure, sometimes people won't tell the truth." Jobtran looked at Youdekao meaningfully, as if he was a wolf in the grass looking at its prey in the distance, excited and feeling very interesting.
Jobtran has already determined that there is something wrong with Youdekao. Now he just needs to wait for the forensic autopsy report and the response from the vigil keeper before proceeding to the next step of the investigation.
Jobtran took another puff of his cigar and blew a smoke ring on Yudekao's face. "Tristene, please take off Mr. Yudekao's shoes and make a charcoal print."
Upon hearing the voice, Tristene walked over to Yodecao, "I'm sorry Mr. Yodecao, I'll return the shoes to you in a moment."
After a while, Tristene returned the shoes to Yudekao. Jobtron looked at Yudekao with a playful look and said frivolously, "Mr. Yudekao, before the case is solved, please stay with us temporarily. This is for your protection."
At this time, Youdekao had a wooden expression on his face, but he was extremely anxious in his heart. The longer he stayed here, the easier it would be for him to be exposed.
The Wolf of Umr has sharp eyes and will surely be able to see some clues.
The only way to leave here early is to avoid being monitored by these experienced security team members!
So Youdekao was thinking in his mind how to escape from this man-eating cage!