Klein originally wanted to say seriously, "The danger we bear may be ten times that of yours", but when he said the words, he thought of his current identity - the "clown" of Sequence 8.

Maybe you can try it... With the help of his mind's reflection on facial expressions, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he replied with a distinct smile: "Perhaps in two or three months, you will call me sir."

"You're really humorous." Toller laughed, pointing to the door and said, "Shall we go?"

"Okay." Klein didn't give up his cane. For him, after becoming a "clown", this "weapon" is worthy of its name.

After leaving the gate of the Blackthorn Security Company, Klein and Toler went downstairs side by side. One was thin and the other was fat. The contrast was very sharp.

"I think we can even go to the circus to make the audience laugh." Klein suddenly laughed.

Toller nodded in agreement: "Yes, I think our comparison is very comical. Did you know that some circuses are trying to perform with clowns of different sizes and sizes."

No, I actually mean the animal trainer and the brown bear... Of course, Klein would not say such impolite words, he echoed: "It's a pity that we don't have a permanent circus in Tingen City."

"Yes, but we still have the Opera House, the Grand Theater, and the Concert Hall." Inspector Tolle responded with a bit of regret.

The two exchanged pleasantries and got into the carriage of the police station. It wasn't until this moment that Klein turned the topic to the case: "Is Congressman Maynard sure he was murdered?"

"Not sure, but his wife and his two sons are unwilling to believe the possibility of a sudden illness. Well, there are indeed some problems at the scene. When Maynard was found, he was not wearing any clothes, just lying on the bed of the guest room. Bed." Toller said deliberately.

"He and his wife sleep in separate rooms?" Klein leaned back against the wall of the carriage, imitating the protagonists of various detective films he had seen in his previous life.

Toller shook his head and said, "No, his wife hasn't been in Tingen in the past few days. She went to Backlund to attend an important social dance. You may not know that she is a new party leader and the daughter of a member of the House of Commons. , She is still on the steam train back to Tingen, and she just expressed her attitude in advance by telegram."

"Maynard is also a member of the New Party and has served as a member of Tingen City Councilor for more than ten years. He intends to aim for the position of mayor in next year's election."

"In other words, his death might have something to do with it?" Klein asked casually, and immediately laughed, "I'm just helping with the 'autopsy', other things are not within the scope of my concern, so you don't need to answer."

Toller sighed indifferently: "Autopsy...you are very cautious."

"As for your speculation, I can only say that perhaps, Councilor Maynard held a party at his home last night. There were too many guests coming and going. We have no way of identifying the main suspect for the time being. Moreover, these guests all have decent identities. , we must be careful enough not to make mistakes."

"Understood." Klein nodded slightly, and asked some details of the scene with interest.

Maynard's home is located in the Jinwutong District. It is a single-family house, surrounded by gardens and lawns, with stables, fountains, and wide roads made of cement.

Klein put on the soft hat with the police crest, followed Inspector Toller, passed through the virtual blockade, and entered the main entrance of the two-story building under the watchful eyes of the police officers.

In the living room area, four trainee inspectors, two men and two women, were looking for someone to talk to and collect statements.

Klein took a quick look and found many gentlemen in tuxedos, as well as several ladies with gorgeous court dresses and fine black gauze covering their faces.

"They are all guests who stayed here last night." Toler explained, leading Klein to the stairs and heading straight to the second floor.

Along the way, perhaps due to the effect of the inspector's epaulets, the police officers who searched the house saw that the two showed respectful expressions and did not stop them in the slightest.

"This is the guest room where Senator Maynard's body was found." The tall and burly Toller stopped in front of a dark mahogany door.

Klein asked thoughtfully, "Who did this room belong to last night?"

"It doesn't belong to anyone. There are too many guest bedrooms in this house, and it doesn't come in handy." Toller put on his white gloves and reached out to unscrew the dark red wooden door.

He asked the police officer in charge of guarding to leave temporarily, nodded to Klein and said, "Inspector Moretti, I will leave it to you."

"May the goddess bless you and me. I hope there will be gains." Klein also put on white gloves and locked the door behind him.

He walked to the side of the bed and saw that the dark red sheet was extremely messy, and on it lay a corpse covered with a white cloth. JrNovels.com