Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Missing Billis

"Hey, what do you mean you don't talk?" Bailey questioned Eric and Caitlin after leaving the Blizzard Bar.

"You can't trust me. Bailey asked, annoyed.

"We're all looking out for you. Caitlin was relieved.

"For me?" Bailey stepped forward, blocking the two of them, "I don't need the protection of the two of you yet." ”

"Listen, Bailey. Eric put his arm around his shoulder and began to lobby, "It's not that we can't trust you, we just think that such an important mystery needs you to uncover it yourself, do you want the townspeople to think that their hero of tomorrow needs two outsiders to advise him?"

Bailey's eyes rolled, and he was immediately moved by Eric's words. He smiled contentedly and asked, "So where are we going now?" ”

"Have you ever thought about a question. Eric asked Bailey.

"What's the problem?" Bailey listened intently, fearing that even if Eric lied casually, he would believe it now.

"Who do you think knows the roads of the town best. Eric asked.

"Of course it's me. Bailey patted his chest.

"What else?" said Eric, rolling his eyes at the self-righteous officer.

"And, Mayor Soros. He visits every household in the town every year, so he is also familiar with the town's roads. Bailey replied confidently.

"I mean Billis. Eric felt that Bailey was the stupidest police officer he had ever met.

"Billis, the vegetable king?" Bailey suddenly realized, "I forgot, but this guy is not like me, he has to patrol the town every day, he just runs every three or four days." ”

"We've seen him before. "Don't you think it's only when he puts the body on the snowmobile that he raises the least suspicion?"

"You say he?" Bailey remembered the long cargo box behind Billis's bobsleigh, which could indeed hold three corpses.

"And we had already asked the townspeople on the way to Binghe that Billis needed to get to the port in the evening to load the town's vegetable rations. ”

"You mean, Billis knew about the scene of the first crime? and he was—" Bailey closed his mouth in surprise.

"Not necessarily. It's a possibility, and there's a possibility, which is what I said – a murder that was completely prepared. Eric still doesn't give up on his assumptions. Catelyn frowned secretly, in her mind, Eric's assumption was one of the most terrible situations, and if it was as he said, perhaps they had been caught up in the maelstrom of the deepest meanings of the Nicholas School, then it was more than a hunt for fools. Maybe on this island, all the truth will come to the surface, but are they, Eric, Chiko, and Mrs. Hudson and Director Thompson behind them really ready to accept this truth?

"I think you're an avid sci-fi fan, aren't you?" Bailey scoffed, "only sci-fi shows a fantasy like yours." ”

"Let's go investigate Bilis. Still trusting his instincts, Eric turned to Caitlyn and said, "Tell Chiko where she is, if she wants to join us." ”

Caitlin couldn't answer several phone calls, and she couldn't help but look suspicious. She shook her head at Eric, and was about to express her concern when Chiko called instead.

"Looks like your phone ringtone needs to be adjusted. Caitlin tactfully blamed.

"I'm sorry, I just went to the bathroom and my phone was on the table. ”

"Really?" said Eric with a skeptical look at Catelyn. Although Chiko is not a qualified agent, this is only limited to psychology and thinking, but the basic precautions of forgetting to bring communication tools don't seem like she would commit.

"Where are you now?" asked Caitlyn continued.

"Mayor Soros's office. ”

"Do you remember that blue dress I wore at Hudson Castle, it got dirty today. Caitlin said tentatively, feigning pity.

"Did you wear blue at Hudson Castle?"

"Oh. Maybe I'm misremembering. Caitlyn relieved slightly, "Is Mayor Soros here, I'd like to ask him something." ”

"Mayor Soros, my friend wants to ask you something?"

"What's the matter?" said Soros's voice on the other end of the phone.

"Oh. It's okay. Caitlyn relented, "We're going to Billis's house, the driver who delivers vegetables to the town, come along." ”

"No, let's split up. I'm still here to investigate the situation in the town," Chiko's voice suddenly lowered an octave, as if she was turning her back and covering her mouth, and whispered.

After Caitlyn explained the reason for Chiko to Eric, Eric's face suddenly darkened eight tones. But Caitlyn still looked hesitantly in the direction of the town hall of the town hall, and there was always a bad premonition.

However, when they arrived at Bilis's house, they found that the house with the open door was empty, and there was no one to be seen. When Eric walked into Billis's house, there was no sign of a fight, and there was no sign of Billis's panicked escape—his clothes, snowmobile, and goblet were all in their places.

"Will he forget to close the door and go out. Bailey speculated.

"Not really. Caitlyn gestured to the key on the table, "You should bring the key with you when you go out, but that key is in the obvious place on the table." ”

"Maybe—this guy forgot his keys. Bailey continued to speculate.

"Have you forgotten your coat?" said Eric, gesturing to the large black cotton coat draped over the back of his chair - the same one they had worn when they met Biliss today. Eric then pulled out a box of cigarettes and a lighter from his coat pocket, which proved that Biliss was not out of the house. And it was already more than three o'clock in the afternoon, and the wind and snow outside the house had improved again, and it was impossible for Bilisi, who had lived here for a long time, not to know what this kind of weather meant.

"So where will he be? This house is so big? It can't just disappear out of thin air. Bailey bent down and poked under the table.

Ignoring the noisy Bailey, Eric walked to the door and began to take a closer look at Billis's bobsleigh. But it didn't take long for Eric to discover the problem with the bobsleigh. He beckoned Catelyn and Bailey to his side, crouched down, pointed to the bobsleigh, and said, "Bailey, I bet you that this bobsleigh is not Bilis's. ”