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Just as Feng Bujue and the two police officers walked through the hallway to meet the police officer who was in charge of questioning, there was the sound of a car approaching outside the gate of the villa.
After the three of them heard the sound, they stopped and stood, and turned their eyes to the direction of the door. Both Schofield and Deng Pudie showed doubts on their faces, while Feng Bujue was still in a calm state of not changing his expression.
As mentioned earlier, Feng Bujue has studied the sound of footsteps to a certain extent. Therefore, when the visitor in the car stepped out of the car and approached the gate while taking out the keys, Brother Jue already had many inferences in his mind.
He immediately said: "Female, between 20 and 30 years old, well-proportioned, wearing long riding boots, at this moment... feel a little anxious."
Before the words fell, the door opened. A twenty-six-seven, blond beauty appeared in front of the door. She was wearing a jacket and jeans, and indeed a pair of leather riding boots.
"Miss Nancy?" Feng Bujue asked tentatively.
"Um... yes, who are you?" Nancy replied, casting a glance at the uniformed Dumpdy. "Is something wrong?"
"Indeed... some bad things happened." Feng Bujue stretched out his hand, and introduced the two people beside him respectively, "This is Detective Schofield from the town; this is Officer Templeton."
The two police officers lifted the brims of their hats and greeted the lady politely.
"My name is Feng Bujue, and I'm a detective." Feng Bujue continued.
"Police... Detective..." Nancy showed a worried look.
Feng Bujue said the word "terrible", one is to let the other party have a psychological preparation, and the other is also a kind of temptation. After seeing the other party's reaction, Brother Jue said again: "I think... it's better for your family to tell you the bad news." He turned sideways and gestured towards the second floor, "They are in the study room on the second floor. , stay with another officer and we can go there together."
Nancy hesitated for a few seconds, then Feng Bujue looked them up and down, and walked quickly towards the second floor, ignoring that her luggage was still in the car.
Feng Bujue and the three of them also followed behind, but because Nancy was walking in a hurry, they quickly got a long way ahead, leaving the three men far away.
"Unbelievable." Dengpudi said at this moment, "Mr. Feng, how do you know what the person outside the door looks like? And you can even call out their names?"
"You can basically guess the gender, weight, and age of the person coming by listening to the sound of boots stepping on the steps, the frequency, and severity of the footsteps." Feng Bujue replied, "As for the name... because I already knew it before. Regarding the situation of the Lovecraft family, I know that Colston has another daughter who will also come to the villa, so after seeing her, based on the color of her hair, the outline of her face, her age, her attire, her temperament, etc., I deduce that She is Nancy.
Of course... even before the door opened, I guessed it was her. After all, this is a remote place, and there won't be many visitors. If it's fast..." He paused here, and almost said the word "express", but luckily stopped the car in time, and changed his words, "If this The family ordered goods somewhere, and asked the store to deliver some daily necessities to the door on a regular basis. He should also be a strong man, which did not match the footsteps just now. "
Schofield looked at Brother Jue with admiration, and praised: "As expected of a detective, you can think of so many things in an instant!"
"What is this NC doing... Is Zeng Tai (the character in "Detective Di Renjie") possessed..." Feng Bujue complained in his heart, "It doesn't seem to be bad to change all your lines into Master Zeng's usual quotations...
Like what's the teacher is really a god! ', 'You mean...', 'There is no flaw! ', 'It makes sense! ',' What the teacher said is very true! ', 'What did you think of? ', 'How did you come up with this idea? 'Wait... Change the title to 'Mr. Feng' and say it, it's all work!
You seem to be useless, but you are actually an indispensable promoter role in detective movies... In this story with only fourteen chapters written, it is simply a nightmare existence! If you go on like this... In order to maintain his wise image, this uncle will definitely reveal the truth quickly involuntarily! "
Feng Bujue finally couldn't help muttering softly: "No...it won't last if it goes on like this. Appropriate unreasonable troublemaking is imperative...it doesn't matter even if it's treated as crazy, anyway, as long as the case is resolved in the end, others won't be hurt. I've said it."
"Huh? What did you say? Mr. Feng?" Schofield asked.
"Ah? Ah... no... nothing." Feng Bujue changed the topic, "I suddenly thought of an idea that can help us find the murderer more effectively." He waved his hand, motioning Schofield and Templeton to move closer .
The two police officers didn't think much of it, and immediately approached Brother Jue a few steps, as if to listen attentively.
"My plan is..." Feng Bujue lowered his voice and whispered between the two of them.
A minute later, after he finished speaking, Schofield and Deng Pudie straightened up, looked at each other, and then looked at Feng Bujue. A few seconds later, Schofield said with a serious face: "This is really a good idea!"
"Oh? Really?" Feng Bujue didn't expect that the other party would agree to his inexplicable strategy so simply.
"Actually, when I was an agent in a big city, I used to play this trick on those stubborn gangsters and drug dealers." Schofield said, "They are all old fritters, and they can't do it without some tricks. "He paused, "It's just...the people in this villa are all famous people, and I'm also the detective of the town after all, so it doesn't seem very good to play with them..."
"And it would be much easier if you, a detective, came forward." Deng Pudie added, "We, the police, don't need to be responsible for what you said."
"That's great, a win-win situation." Feng Bujue smiled.
While the three of them were talking, they had already reached the door of the reception room on the second floor. Before entering the room, they heard Nancy's surprised shout from inside, "Oh! God! This is not true!" Cried.
"Don't be too sad, sister, no one wants to see this happen." Jack replied.
At this moment, Feng Bujue, the three of them entered the room. Looking around the room, it can be seen: on the other side of the sofa, Mark, the policeman in charge of questioning, is taking a statement to Mrs. Carol, and Mrs. Odetta is beside Carol, comforting softly She; sitting on a chair not far away, Mr. Colston, his face frowning, was talking with Dr. Powell next to him; Barton was alone in the other corner of the room, looking restless and Jack was standing not far from the door at the moment, and Nancy was crying in his arms.
"Mr. Police Officer, please come here." Feng Bujue said to Mark.
Mark turned his head, glanced at Schofield's face first, and saw his boss nodded, before he came over and said to Brother Jue, "Is there anything I can do for you?"
"Yes..." Feng Bujue consciously made eye contact with everyone in the room, and then deliberately raised his voice slightly, "Please take a step to speak." RS
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