Henry was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "Mr. Han, your judgment is very interesting. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Interesting, isn't it?" Luo Hanya shrugged, looking indifferent.

"I didn't believe in this stuff in the first place, it was just a superstition." Sir Henry said disdainfully: "This is all the usual trick of those incompetent police detectives to shirk their responsibilities, and if they can't solve the case, they will find excuses for gods and ghosts, these are already rotten streets, aren't they?" ”

"They can't solve the case, that's the only way." Luo Hanya said.

"I don't know if Mr. Han, you have any clue about this case now."

"Did the medical examiner report that Mr. Henry's uncle and uncle both died of a heart attack?"

"That's true."

"And what about my peers?"

"They all went to the swamp to investigate, and they never came back."

"Didn't you even make any movement?"

"It's a pity."

Luo Hanya thought for a moment and nodded, "In other words, this is by no means an individual crime, but a gang crime." ”

"Mr. Han, how did you come to this judgment?"

"My peers, though not very good, at least they are quite qualified, and they can't have been sent to their deaths after the previous detective disappeared in the swamp." Luo Hanya paused, his eyes flashing, "So there must be a special way to lure them to the swamp and let them step into the trap, and the one who is most likely to lure them out is an acquaintance!" ”

"Mr. Han, what do you mean - is there eyeliner in the manor?"

"No, it's possible that someone from the vicinity of the manor. Sir Henry, do you know who your neighbours are? ”

"Well, near the manor...... Only a few sporadic neighbours - now only one house is inhabited - a retired teacher. If I'm not mistaken, his name was Ruhr Dunté. ”

"Can you please invite this Mr. Ruel Dunté to come?"

"That's totally fine." Sir Henry said confidently.

…………

About half an hour later, an old gentleman dressed plainly came to the study, and Luo Hanya stepped forward and shook hands with Mr. Ruel Duntai.

"Hello, sir, I'm a detective from London, Jackdaw Lo, you can call me Mr. Han."

"Oh, hello, Mr. Han, you must be asking me about Sir Liverpool." Ruel Duntai said in a slightly heavy tone, "I do have some information here that you may need. ”

As soon as he heard this, Luo Hanya trembled excitedly, and his eyes showed the unique glowing and focused eyes that were unique to him when he was extremely interested in something.

"Are you serious?"

"Of course, I've been in the swamp all this time."

"You say, you're in the swamp?" Luo Hanya narrowed his eyes slightly and asked tentatively.

"Yes, I taught biology before I retired, and I've been surveying creatures here in the swamp lately."

"So what information do you mean I need?"

"I found a body."

"A corpse? Who is it? ”

"It's a pity that the body is in the center of the swamp, and I can't drag him out, but it's supposed to be a detective."

"A detective? Do you see clearly? ”

"As clear as I see you now."

"Then why didn't you tell the detective?"

"What's the use of talking! The second time I went there, the body was gone. ”

"Gone?"

"Yes, it may have been digested by scavengers."

"So what's the use of you telling me these things?" Luo Hanya shook his head with a little disappointment.

"I found traces of large animals moving near the corpse, which had never been seen before in this swamp, and very similar to those near Sir Liverpool's corpse."

"Oh? Can you tell me about the traces near Jazz's corpse? ”

"Well, it's huge."

"Did you say it was big?"

"Great."

"Didn't those traces lead to the corpses?"

"Nope."

"What kind of night was that?"

"It's damp and cold."

"It's not raining, is it?"

"Nope."

"Where was Sir's body at that time?"

"It's in a pine road."

"What does the mecca look like?"

"There were two rows of old pine hedges, twelve feet high, densely planted that people could not pass through, and in the middle there was a path eight feet wide."

"Is there anything else between the hedge and the path?"

"Yes, there's a meadow about six feet wide on each side of the path."

"I suppose one of the hedges was cut by the gate, right?"

"Yes, it's the gate that opened over the moor."

"Are there any other openings?"

"Nope."

"In this case, if you want to get into the water-pine road, you can only enter through the mansion or through the gate that leads to the moor?"

"There is also an exit through the gazebo at the other end."

"Did Sir Liverpool go there?"

"No, the place where he lay was about fifty yards from there."

"Now, Mr. Ruhr, tell me - and this is an important point - that the traces you see are on the path, not on the grass, right?"

"There was no trace in the grass."

"Is it on the side of the path near the gate that leads to the moor?"

"Yes, on the side of the gate."

"Your words have aroused my great interest. One more point, is the gate closed? ”

"It's closed, and it's locked with a lock."

"How tall is the door?"

"About four feet."

"So, if that thing comes over, the door will be damaged, right?"

"Yes."

"Do you see any marks on the gate?"

"There's nothing special about it."

"Weird! Hasn't anyone checked it? ”

"I checked, I checked it myself."

"Didn't you find anything?"

"It's just a mess of people; Apparently the Liverpool Jazz stood there for five minutes to ten minutes. ”

"How do you know that?"

"Because soot has fallen from his cigar twice."

"But what about footprints?"

"His footprints were left everywhere on that little piece of gravel ground; I don't see anyone else's footprints. ”

Luo Hanya tapped his knee with an impatient look.

"If only I had been there!" He shouted, "If I had been at the first scene, I would have found more clues." ”

"Mr. Han, I'm just an ordinary retired teacher, I can't invite you to go. At the same time—"

"Why are you hesitating?"

"There are problems that even the most savvy and seasoned detective can't do."

"You mean, it's a weird thing?"

"I'm not sure so."

"You didn't say that for sure. But, apparently you think so, you must think that it has something to do with the curse of the Bach family, right? Luo Hanya frowned and said, "As a rational gentleman, you shouldn't make such irrational inferences. ”

(To be continued.) )