Lying in the rocker, he flicked out the halfpenny, watching its brassy body writhe and glisten in the dimness.

Snapped! The coin landed in Klein's palm, with the number 1/2 facing up.

"Negative... that is to say, John Maynard's death was not affected by extraordinary factors... This guy seems to have died suddenly due to extreme joy... The dead are the most important, so I won't use Chinese sayings to laugh at him..." Klein put away the coins, emptied his mind in the dark and dizzy room, and almost fell asleep.

Boom, boom, boom.

With the slow and rhythmic knocking sound, Klein straightened his clothes, put on the soft hat with the police crest, left the reclining chair, and walked slowly to the door.

As soon as his right palm touched the armrest, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind:

Inspector Toller, who looked like a brown bear, stood outside the door, his neckline ripped off, his expression clearly disturbed and helpless.

Turning the handle, Klein opened the door without haste.

Inspector Toller appeared in his eyes, tugged at the collar and said, "I'm very sorry for keeping you waiting for too long."

"We have already found Mrs. Sharon and recorded the statement. You can return to Zouteland Street."

"I'm really sorry for taking up your precious time."

Klein didn't ask the other party the reason for his current emotions, but instead smiled and said, "Mrs. Sharon admitted that she was with Congressman Maynard last night?"

"Yes, she said that under the catalysis of a large amount of alcohol, she and Councilor Maynard couldn't control themselves for a while, and after discovering the other party's sudden death, she was very frightened, she escaped from that room after taking care of it, and hid back in the Our own guest room, we don�t have enough reasons to accuse her of a crime for the time being, so we can only let her leave, restrict a certain amount of freedom, and wait for further autopsy results.� Inspector Toller described in detail.

Klein tilted his head slightly, and smiled keenly: "Who are you explaining to?"

Toller froze for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "Yeah, I don't need to explain anything to you. I was so annoyed by Mrs. Maynard that I subconsciously said so much."

"Mr. Maynard's wife is back?" Klein suddenly asked.

"Yes, unfortunately, there is an abnormality in the steam train today, and there is no delay." Toller replied in the affirmative in a joking manner.

Klein didn't ask any more questions, and after checking whether his belongings were complete, he followed Inspector Toller to the stairs, all the way back to the ground floor.

"Why didn't you arrest her?"

"She is a murderer! I want to sue her, and I want to sue you for dereliction of duty!"

"I'm going to ask the best barrister to sue you!"

...

Slightly harsh words came to Klein's ears. He looked subconsciously and saw a plump, fair middle-aged woman in the living room area, supported by two young men, glaring at her opposite, and kept reprimanding her.

"Becklund's court-style dresses are popular this year..." Klein, who often flips through the magazine "Ladies' Beauty", first had such an untimely thought, and then saw a woman protected by several gentlemen behind her. .

This lady was wearing a long black dress, her skin was fair and smooth, her brown hair was like a waterfall, and her brown eyes were as pure and pitiful as a deer in the forest. People couldn't help but want to care for her.

Mrs. Sharon... Klein suddenly remembered the "little dirty movie" starring the other party, and hurriedly raised his right hand, pressed it against his mouth, and coughed twice.

Professionally, he tapped his left teeth twice, and used his "spiritual vision" to observe everyone present: ..

Mrs. Maynard's body has some minor problems, and the color of her aura is relatively thin... Her anger and hatred can be intuitively felt from her emotional color... This is very consistent with her external performance...

Hey, Mrs. Sharon's emotional color is blue, which represents rational thinking and a calm state... This is completely opposite to her flustered, nervous, and pitiful appearance... Sure enough, a person who can become a courtesan is definitely not a little white rabbit... She The body is very healthy...

After the examination, Klein was about to look back when he suddenly saw Mrs. Sharon raising her head quickly, glanced in his direction, and then lowered her head again, showing a timid and trembling look. JrNovels.com