Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Alibi Is False

"Turn left at the intersection in front and take Sher Street!" Xiao Yao, who was sitting in the passenger seat, pulled the handle above the car door with his right hand, and his left hand, holding the mobile phone, stretched out his index finger and pointed at the intersection in front of him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žο½†ο½

"Are you sure?" Tim Haggis said, turning his head to look at Xiao Yao, "You didn't even look at the map. ”

"I'm 100% sure. Xiao Yao nodded and said, "The lights in the car are so dim, how can I read the map?" But don't worry, I have written down all the routes, you just follow the route I said." ”

"Okay. Tim Haggis chose to trust Xiao Yao's memory and slammed the steering wheel to the left at the intersection.

"Tim, speed up, drive faster!" Xiao Yao said as he glanced at the screen of his mobile phone with the timing software on his left hand.

"If it's too fast, it's speeding. Tim replied.

Xiao Yao stretched out his left hand and pressed a button on the control panel of the vehicle between the two, and the front of the car immediately flashed red and blue, and a siren sounded from the horn. This is the detective's police car, and it is also equipped with police lights and sirens, but the detective's police car is different from the patrol car of the general police, there is no mark on the body, and the police lights are not on the roof of the car, but at the front of the car.

"That way you won't be afraid of speeding. Xiao Yao smiled at Tim Haggis and said, "We have the shortest time to test, and of course we have to do it as fast as possible." ”

"It's a violation of discipline to just turn on the lights and sirens. Tim Haggis said helplessly.

"You can think we're investigating the case right now. Xiao Yao exonerated Tim Haggis.

Xiao Yao has a good memory, and the route planned is also optimal, but even if their car is on the police lights and sirens and racing on the road at the fastest speed, it still takes them an hour and thirteen minutes to get from Russell to the gate of the Chambers School of Music. Wyatt obviously couldn't have the convenience and speed of a police car, so his alibi wasn't broken by Xiao Yao's experiment.

"What now?" said Tim Haggis, parking his car at the gate of Chambers College of Music and glancing at the time displayed by Xiao Yao's mobile phone timing software, "We can't prove that Wyatt can get back to school before eleven o'clock." ”

"If it's true that he didn't leave the Linton restaurant until ten o'clock in the evening. Xiao Yao tapped his index finger on the phone screen and said.

"What do you mean?" Tim Haggis said as he looked at Xiao Yao, "We've all seen the NYPD report, they went to the Linton restaurant to investigate, and the waiter testified that Wyatt was performing at the restaurant last night, and his performance was from eight to ten o'clock in the evening. ”

"When the NYPD went to investigate, it was the waitress at the restaurant who gave them a confession, and that was because the owner wasn't there last night. Xiao Yao said, "Since the boss is not here, then could it be that Wyatt didn't actually play for two hours last night and left early?" Wyatt's playing time in the restaurant has always been from eight to ten o'clock in the evening. If I'm a waiter and I see the pianist leave, I'm probably going to think it's time for him to play, and I won't meddle in looking at the time to make sure he's not playing enough. Anyway, it's not that I pay the pianist, and I can't be busy greeting customers, so how can I have the spare time to take care of the pianist's work. ”

"I understand what you mean," Tim said with some hesitation, "but this is an NYPD case after all, in fact, I don't have the right to investigate, accompany you to analyze the case, and even drive for a time test, but if you need to show the police badge..."

"I understand! I didn't eat very much at dinner in the lawyer's office just now, I feel a little hungry now, I heard that the French desserts in Linton's restaurant are good, I invite you!" Xiao Yao said with a smile.

"Alright!" Tim restarted the car, struck the steering wheel, and turned around for Linton's restaurant.

Linton's is a typical French restaurant, and its reputation in New York is only above average, and when the two of them push the door into the restaurant, there are some diners inside, but not in large numbers.

As soon as the two entered the door, a waiter took the initiative to greet them, and after asking them that there were only two of them, he enthusiastically led the way and arranged seats for them.

"Isn't there a pianist playing now?" After ordering the meal, Xiao Yao raised his hand again and beckoned a waiter, pretending to look casually at the performance stage with a black piano and asked.

"We only have a pianist on Saturdays and Sundays from 8 to 10 p.m. Today, Monday, there is no pianist playing. The waiter replied with a smile.

"It's a pity, it looks like we should have been here last night. Xiao Yao smiled and continued to ask the waiter, "Were you on duty last night? Did you hear the pianist play last night? Can you tell me how the pianist was last night?"

"Our pianist last night was a piano student at Chambers College of Music, and the level was certainly fantastic. The waiter smiled proudly, "I was on duty last night, and I enjoyed listening to him play for two hours." ”

Tim Haggis glanced at Xiao Yao and gave him a helpless look.

"Sir seems to care about our pianist?" asked Xiao Yao with a suspicious look on his face.

"That's right," Xiao Yao quickly found a reason, pointed to the piano and said, "I also play the piano, I don't know if you still need a pianist in your restaurant?"

"Hiring a pianist needs a decision from the boss, and he's not here tonight. The waiter shook his head in relief, and then said, "But if you just want to play the piano, there is no problem, and we welcome any customer who wants to play the piano on stage." ”

"Okay, then I'll give it a try. Xiao Yao stood up and said.

"This way, please!" the waiter immediately made a gesture of please, and helped him lead the way in front.

Walking to the performance stage with the piano, Xiao Yao was not in a hurry to go on stage, but pointed to a scratch on the side of the piano and asked the waiter, "What is this?"

"It's all right," the waiter smiled, "this is yesterday afternoon when a customer was passing by and accidentally tripped and hit the piano." This was accidentally scratched by the ring on her hand when she got up with the piano. This has been around before, so rest assured, we won't be counting this scratch on your head. ”

"Okay, I'm relieved when you say that. Xiao Yao nodded, walked to the performance stage, and sat down in front of the piano.

Opening the lid, Xiao Yao stretched out his hands and pressed on the keys of the piano and played. Xiao Yao didn't really want to perform and play the piano here, so he didn't play any classic piano music from his previous life, and randomly chose a piano piece that is more popular in the world and played it.

Although Xiao Yao didn't play very hard, after more than ten years of practice, Xiao Yao's level was placed there. The tune still sounds pretty good. Some of the customers in the restaurant politely gave some applause.

But as soon as Xiao Yao played a short paragraph, his brows furrowed. Then Xiao Yao's play was interrupted, and Xiao Yao turned his head slightly, stretched out a finger with one hand, and pressed it repeatedly on a key.

At this moment, the beautiful piano music turned into a monotonous noise, and many customers showed dissatisfied expressions.

At this time, the waiter who led Xiao Yao to the performance stage also came over with an unhappy face, waved his hand to try to stop Xiao Yao, and said, "Sir, what are you doing?"

"Jan, what's wrong with you?" Tim Haggis had seen Xiao Yao play the guitar, and it was not surprising that he could play the piano, but playing the piano well suddenly turned into a deliberate troublemaker, so Tim Haggis also left his seat and walked over.

Xiao Yao stopped, got up from the piano bench, walked in front of the waiter, first glanced at his badge, then stared into his eyes and said, "Welling, are you sure you saw Wyatt here last night, playing on this piano for two hours?"

"How do you know last night's pianist was called Wyatt?" The waiter with his name written on the badge looked at Xiao Yao in surprise and said, "Who are you?"

"I told you that I also play the piano," Xiao Yao said, "so I can tell you with great certainty that there is a key on this piano that is at least one full tone off." If I'm not mistaken, it was caused by the customer who fell yesterday afternoon and hit the piano. Wyatt, a professional pianist in the piano department at Chambers College of Music, would not fail to hear such an obvious question, and would never have been able to play on such a piano for two hours. When the police came to investigate today, you lied to the police, Wyatt didn't touch the piano at all last night, didn't you?"

"Are you a cop? Why should I tell you?" said the waiter, who was named Wellin, showed some panic on his face, but still held on to himself.

Xiao Yao directly pulled up the right side of Tim Haggis's suit jacket next to him, revealing the police badge and gun on his waist and said: "I'm not a policeman, but this is an FBI agent, do you want to tell the truth in the FBI interrogation room?"

Welling remained silent, but his face was getting redder.

"Although the surveillance camera in your store is not pointed at the performance stage, I think through the traffic camera outside, it is not difficult to find a few car owners who came to your restaurant to dine last night through the license plate number, and I think some of them must remember whether there was a pianist performing last night. Since Tim Haggis has been dragged into the water by Xiao Yao, and he sees that there is indeed something wrong with this waiter, he simply let it go at this moment, and coaxed and frightened the waiter Welling, "I tell you, now Wyatt is involved in a murder case, if you stick to the previous statement to the NYPD, and finally confirm that Wyatt is the murderer, you will be regarded as an accomplice to the murder." ”

"Murder?" Willing said startled, "The detective who came to investigate today didn't tell me that Wyatt was a suspect in the murder. If he kills someone, it has absolutely nothing to do with me. ”

"Follow me," said Tim Haggis, taking Willing by the arm and leading him into a corner, "so you can tell us the truth now?"

"Yes," said Welling, "Wyatt did come to the restaurant last night, and was supposed to play the piano. But he answered a phone call before he started the show and left. Before he left, he told me that his girlfriend had an accident and that he was going to check it out. Yesterday the boss wasn't there, and he didn't want the boss to know that he had lost his job, so he gave us a couple of waiters a hundred dollars and told us to tell the boss that he had performed here last night. Later, when the police came to investigate, the owner was also in the store, and I didn't want to lose my job, so I had to tell the police that Wyatt performed here for two hours last night, as usual. ”

"OK," Xiao Yao on the side put away the mobile phone in his hand and said, "I have already recorded what you said just now." It's getting late now, and it's estimated that the detective in charge is off duty. Well, tomorrow morning, you will go with us to the Ninth Precinct to find Detective Maier to change his confession. "Detective Meier is the middle-aged police detective who went to arrest Sun Tingting at that time, and Xiao Yao already knows his name from the information brought back by the female lawyer Veronica.

"Thisβ€”" Welling hesitated.

"It's a murder, and you don't want to keep that lie. "If you confess, I promise the police will not pursue your false confession." ”

"Well, I'll go. Welling thought about it for a while, and finally nodded in agreement, "My apartment address is 5C, 750 Auckland Ave., I'll wait for you." Welling left his phone number with Tim before turning away.

"Now that Wyatt's alibi has been proven to be false, we'll go to Detective Maier tomorrow and have him start an investigation into Wyatt. Xiao Yao breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at Tim Haggis, "Tim, thank you. Now we can go and enjoy the food with peace of mind, I invited you as I said before!"