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The police arrived faster than expected, arriving in twenty minutes.

During these twenty minutes, Barton lifted Mrs. Carroll up and carried her to the drawing-room to rest; Butler Henderson was carried back to his room, and as he had not fully recovered from his recovery, he was temporarily cared for by Aunt Oliver; After Jack and Powell carried Henderson away, they quickly returned to the scene of the crime. However, Brother Jue is still strictly guarded and does not let anyone enter the door, including himself. Even Lord Colston, who rushed to hear the news, didn't get past the barrier.

Although he was very excited when he came, Colsten quickly calmed down and affirmed Brother Jue's approach when Feng Bujue gave the reason for blocking everyone from entering the scene.

As a police car with a siren stopped in front of the villa, the system prompt also sounded in Feng Buye's ears. His mission was updated to: [Assist the police in their investigation]

Barton answered the door and led several officers to the door of the room where the crime occurred.

At this time, there were five people waiting in the corridor, and in addition to Feng Bujue, there were also Lord Colston, Mrs. Odetta, Master Jack, and Dr. Powell.

Patton was followed by three police officers, led by an agent dressed in civilian suit with a round hat and shiny leather shoes on his feet. He looked to be about fifty years old, slightly chubby, with a very well-cultivated beard, and a shrewd and capable feeling between his eyebrows.

The other two officers were younger, and one of them had a baby face and looked like a half-grown child who had just graduated from school. Both of them are in uniform, depending on the style...... It's a lot like the British black police uniform of the 80s, but it's a little different in detail, after all, it's a fictional country, and the difference is understandable.

"I'm Inspector Schofield." The plainclothes agent walked up to the crowd and spoke. "Which one is Mr. Lovecraft?"

Colston took a few steps forward on crutches and said, "I'm Colston. Lovecraft, the owner of the villa......" He paused, "the father of the deceased ......"

Schofield stared at Colston with a piercing gaze for a few seconds, making no secret of his suspicion. A police detective like him has long developed an occupational disease, and he is better at dealing with "people" and finding breakthroughs in interrogation than looking for evidence.

"So...... Where is the body? Schofield asked.

"It's in that room." Colston gestured to the door beside him.

"Well, I'm sorry. Excuse me. When Schofield heard this, he glanced at the two men behind him and motioned for them to follow.

When the three of them walked to the door, Feng Buyi got out of the way.

Schofield looked him up and down as he passed him. I didn't pay much attention to it, so I turned my attention to the door.

"Huh?" Schofield hesitated for a moment when he saw that the key was still on the lock. He tried to turn the doorknob and found that it wasn't actually locked. Two seconds later, behind the open door, he saw the body on the armchair.

"Has anyone moved the body?" Instead of entering the door immediately, Schofield turned around and asked.

"Nope." Jack on the side continued. "After Carol found the body, the house remained as it was."

"Who are you?" Schofield asked.

"My name is Jack." Jack replied, gesturing with his chin in the direction of the corpse, "The man sitting there." It was my brother Dennis. He paused, then added, "Carol is Dennis's wife, and she's in the living room right now. ”

Schofield stared at Jack for a few seconds. Glancing back at the room again, "Did you tell everyone not to go in?" ”

"Nope. It's him. Jack pointed to Feng Buke.

Schofield turned around, and before he could speak, Brother Jue rushed to say, "Hello officer, I don't know if you are contemptible about it." ”

"Feng ......" Schofield's expression changed when he heard this name, his eyes widened again, and he looked Feng Bujue up and down again, "What? You say your name is Feng Bujue? ”

From the tone of the other party's questioning, Brother Jue vaguely felt that this policeman had heard his name, and thought of the setting in the introduction of the script, and he replied tentatively: "Yes, Feng Bujue, I am a detective." ”

"Oh! Is it really you! Schofield suddenly raised his voice, and he glanced at Brother Jue's face a few more times, as if he was sure of something, before he continued, "No wonder I feel familiar, now that I think about it, I saw you in the newspaper!" You're the famous detective! ”

"Hmm...... I see...... No matter what name I say to the NPC, the system will default to the name of the character I play anyway...... right," Feng Bujue said, "...... I'm such a detective. Even the policemen in this kind of place have heard my name, which means that it is quite a famous kind, and it is basically in time for Poirot (Hercule_, Agatha. Christie's Belgian detective. Unlike a bigoted, paranoid narcissist who lives in London, Poirot is a well-known detective in the setting, many of his cases have been reported in the media, and his name is well known to the public. It is worth mentioning that in the work "The Exploits of Hercule", the author has a subtle hint that in 1864, the Holmes family visited the Poirots on their second trip to the European continent. This should also be Christie's tribute to Conan Doyle, everyone loves paranoia. ......"

"Ah, yes, it's down." Feng Bujue still had a calm and unfathomable look on the surface, and replied coldly.

"Oh! I'm still wondering how there are ordinary people who know how to protect the site. Schofield said, "That's why you're here!" ”

At this time, the Lovecraft family members all showed very complicated expressions on their faces, which had two meanings: first, they were surprised, they didn't expect that the thing in front of them was really a famous detective. Second, the heart is empty...... Because people who have secrets don't want to deal with this kind of person who specializes in revealing secrets.

"Oh! That's great! Schofield continued, "Please be sure to guide us a little bit, and with you here, I think the case will be solved soon." ”

"Huh...... Hehe...... I'll do my best. Feng Bujue smiled dryly, but he was muttering in his heart: "Although I am quite confident in my reasoning ability, the case was quickly solved or something...... Is it really good......

It's only the ninth chapter.,If the case is solved within five chapters.,The remaining twenty chapters can only let the reader see the garbled characters rolled out by the author with his face rolling keyboard......

In other words, your name is as long as five words, and the frequent appearance of Lovecraft's six-character surname, as well as the large annotation above, are all despicable means of secretly lengthening the number of words...... In fact, the effect of this means of refreshing the lower limit is also very small......

Sure enough, if you want to survive to chapter thirty-three, you still have to rely on Uncle Ben's strength! ”