267 Intruders
At night, the sleeping town police station.
Rorschach pushed open the door and entered, Jesse Cara followed with Lady Thurston.
The hall of the police station was silent, dimly lit, with only some of the lights turned on, and the two took Mrs. Thurston to a detention cell.
Jessica locked the iron door and sighed, looking tired, her eyelids couldn't stop fighting, and she was a little sleepy.
Rorschach looked at her and told her to go and rest for a while.
Jessica didn't shirk either, she hadn't had a good rest since last night, and set a shift time with him and walked to the lounge.
Rorschach turned to look at Mrs. Thurston in the detention cell, who was sitting on the iron bed, her head hanging and not speaking. Looking at her appearance, he thought about it and felt that it was better to talk to her later.
He withdrew his gaze, found a chair to sit down, and pinched his head. Next, it is necessary not only to find Craig, but also to find the "person" that Mrs. Thurston said, but now there are too few clues, and it is no less difficult to find "that person" than to find a needle in a haystack.
Rorschach frowned and decided to use S.H.I.E.L.D.'s system to see if he could find valuable clues.
He had just gotten up and was about to walk towards the sheriff's office.
At this moment, Deputy Sheriff Emmett walked in through the entrance of the hall, holding a bulging paper bag with a large yellow M printed on it.
It turned out that the deputy sergeant was on the night shift tonight, and he had just returned to the police station from McDonald's for a supper.
"Hi, Sheriff." Emmett greeted him.
Rorschach nodded.
Emmett walked to the desk with the paper bag, pulled out the hamburger, fries, and chicken wings from the paper bag, and then turned around and asked.
"Would you like something to eat?"
"No, thank you." Rorschach waved his hand.
Emmett shrugged and sat down to eat. As soon as he lifted the hamburger, his gaze inadvertently swept over the detention cell, and the figure inside surprised him.
He blinked in disbelief, hurriedly put down the burger that had been raised to his lips, stood up and pointed to the detention cell.
"My God! What's the matter, Sergeant, why did you lock Mrs. Thurston up? ”
"That's ......"
Rorschach walked over to Emmett and gave a brief explanation of what had happened.
Emmett listened to his story, his brows furrowed unnaturally, gritted his teeth, gasped, looked at Mrs. Thurston in the cell again, and then turned his head to look at him with a complicated expression.
"I don't think it's a good idea to keep her in the police station, she can leave the police station after 24 hours, and if she informs the media on the spur of the moment, it will make us very passive...... And Mrs. Thursian has just invested in a property in town, and if we lock her up at the police station like this, who will dare to move to town in the future? ”
With that, Emmett took out the iron door key and was about to walk towards the detention cell.
"Deputy Sheriff!" Rorschach stopped him.
Emmett turned, frowning.
"Sheriff, are you making a bit of a fuss?"
"It's a necessary measure."
"But......" Emmett glared at him, "you're going to make it hard for us, if Mayor Mare blames him?" ”
"I'll take care of it." Rorschach narrowed his eyes.
The two looked at each other, but neither spoke, and for a moment the air in the hall seemed to freeze.
Emmett looked directly at Rorschach, and gradually, he felt the pressure emanating from Rorschach, and even made it difficult for him to breathe. Finally, he looked away and looked to the side, not daring to continue to look at Rorschach.
At this time, a landline bell suddenly rang in the hall, which was an alarm call.
Rorschach and Emmett looked at the desk at the same time.
"No one is allowed to let go." Rorschach gave Emmett an order and stepped forward to pick up the microphone.
Emmett gasped, nodded helplessly, and when Rorschach finished answering the phone, he hurriedly asked:
"What case?"
"Trespassing, we have to go and see."
Rorschach wakes up Jessica, who is taking a break in the break room, to keep her on duty at the police station. He and Emmett then left the police station and went to the scene of the crime, the Harmon house, the old house known as the murder house.
Rorschach drove a police car to Harmon's house, and a police car was already parked in front of the courtyard of the old house, and a police officer stood in front of the car, which was Bob, a Chinese-American police officer who carried out night patrol policing.
Bob saw him and Emmett get out of the police car and hurriedly caught up with him.
"Sheriff, deputy sergeant, you're all here."
"Hmm." Rorschach nodded, "How's it going?" ”
"Three suspects, two women and one man, broke into the house while the owner was not there and tried to commit the murder, but fortunately the owner's wife and daughter escaped."
"The suspect ran away?" Rorschach asked.
"Yes, there's no one in the house."
Rorschach looked around, and under the "hunter tracking", there were indeed no human dots in the old house.
"Where are the owner's wife and daughter now?"
"In the police car." Bob turned and pointed to the police car parked in front of the old house.
Rorschach looked at the police car, and in the back of the police car, a middle-aged white woman was looking through the window, and this middle-aged woman was the wife of the homeowner, Ben Harmon, Vivien. Beside her was a white girl he had seen, a new friend Odeya had made at school, Vaolet.
"I'm going to talk to them." Rorschach turned to Emmett and said, "Deputy Sheriff, you and Bob go into the house again and look for clues." ”
"Okay." Emily nodded.
When the division was finished, Rorschach walked towards the police car where the mother and daughter were.
Vivien saw Rorschach approaching and pushed the door open from the police car. Although she is nearly forty years old, she has maintained a good figure, with curly blond hair on her shoulders, blue eyes, a high nose bridge, only the nasolabial folds on both sides expose her age, and because she fled from home in a hurry, she only wears a red close-fitting vest and black cropped pencil pants.
Rorschach walked over to Vivien and pulled out her badge.
"Mrs. Harmon, I'm Sheriff of Sleepy Town."
"Sheriff, hello." Vivien nodded at him, the temperature outside the car was a little cool, and she subconsciously clasped her hands to her chest and shrunk her neck slightly.
"Please tell me what happened." Rorschach pulled out his notebook and pen.
"Okay, okay." Vivien closed her eyes and took a deep breath, then opened them and began to tell her story of her thrilling encounter.
In the morning, her husband, Dr. Ben, went to Boston to consult with patients, leaving her and her daughter Vaolet at home.
Unexpectedly, a man and two women suddenly broke into at night, and what was even more terrifying was that these three people claimed to be admirers of the perverted murderer in 1968, and they wanted to imitate the behavior of the perverted murderer back then, and once again restore the whole process of the nurse's case.
They forced her and her daughter to change into nurses' uniforms, and prepared to drown her daughter and then stab her to death according to the plot they had designed.
The two women took their daughter to the bathroom on the second floor, and when she was changing her nurse's outfit on the first floor, she took advantage of the man's carelessness and knocked her unconscious to the ground, and then the daughter ran up from the basement, and she ran out of the house with her daughter, borrowed a phone at a convenience store, and dialed 911.
After that, it was the police who arrived.