Chapter 8: Murder in a Closed Room

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"This time it shouldn't be the author's smoke bomb," Feng Bujue said......, "The tasks have been updated, and judging from the words 'investigating the scene' and 'waiting for the police', it is the rhythm of the murder." ”

"Sealed ...... Mr. Feng. Barton looked at Feng Bujue a little confused, "Did you hear that......

Feng Bujue replied: "Anyway...... Let's take a look first. He walked briskly to the door and waved for Barton to follow.

The two of them walked through the hallway, running in the direction of the sound.

This time the screams came from the first floor, on the east side of the villa, which happened to be a room symmetrical to this room of Jue Ge.

Feng Bujue and Barton were the first to arrive at the scene after hearing the noise, and after turning a corner of the hallway, they saw Mrs. Carol with a dead face. The woman was sitting on the floor of the hallway, muttering, "Oh...... Oh, God...... No...... It's not really ......" and her gaze was fixed on the open door in front of her.

"Ma'am, what's the matter? Are you alright? Barton asked.

Feng didn't seem to care much about Madame Carol's condition, but after a slight glance at her, he strode towards the room, turning to look through the door......

Standing in the doorway, you can see the body of a man, slumped on a sofa chair. His head was tilted to one side, his eyes were rolled and his mouth was half-open, and his neck, neckline, and shirt were soaked in blood.

With the sound of footsteps, several more people arrived, and at the front was Jack, who asked as he went, "What's going on?" ”

He was followed by Dr. Powell, Henderson Butler, and Mrs. Odetta. They all had puzzled and worried expressions. Appeared in the hallway.

Feng Bujue didn't say a word, before the crowd of onlookers approached, he quickly rushed into the house, checked whether there were any Tibetans under the bed, in the closet and in the bathroom, and then took a closer look at the deceased's wounds, and after confirming that Dennis was dead, Brother Jue quickly retreated to the door, just in time to meet Jack.

"Oh! Oh, God! Dennis! Jack was startled when he saw the corpse, and after two seconds of froze, he tried to run through the door.

But a strong arm stopped him. Shut him out.

"What are you doing! Let me in! Jack exclaimed excitedly.

"He's dead." Feng Bujue said, "You can't do anything when you go in." "If you don't want to leave any evidence against you at the scene of the murder, it's best not to walk through this door." ”

At this time, Henderson also came to the goal. As soon as he looked at the corpse, his face spasmed, and he immediately clutched his chest and fell down in pain.

Jack was right next to him, instinctively holding Henderson, "Hey! Henderson, are you okay? ”

Dr. Powell, who was not far away, hurriedly stepped forward, "He has a heart attack!" Fast. Let him lie down first. He looked up at Barton, "Mr. Barton, I have a medicine box in my room, please ......"

"Oh! I'll go! Barton didn't wait for the doctor to finish his sentence before he understood what he meant. Turn around and run back.

As he passed around the corner, he happened to pass by the maid Oliver.

"What's wrong? Mr. Barton? Oliver wondered.

But Barton didn't have time to pay attention to her, and rushed over in a hurry.

Feng Bujue, who was standing at the door of the room, coldly observed everyone's actions. Now. He spoke again, "Miss Oliver. ”

"Uh...... What the? Mr. Oliver, who was far away at the end of the hallway, asked with a blank expression.

"Please call the police." Feng Bujue said calmly. "There's a homicide here."

Oliver's reaction was naturally very surprised, but Feng Bujue's tone didn't seem like a joke at all, combined with the situation of everyone in the corridor, Oliver exclaimed in hindsight, "Oh! It's horrible. ”

Feng Bujue didn't have time to stabilize everyone's feelings, he just did what he had to do, turned his head to the other side, and said to Mrs. Odetta, who was already stunned, "Madam, can you go to the second floor...... Tell your husband what happened here. ”

"Hey! Buddy! Jack, who was kneeling on the ground to help the doctor rescue Henderson, suddenly looked up, "Who the hell are you?" When did it turn out that you were calling the shots? ”

"I'm just a calm outsider." Feng Bujue's gaze quickly swept over everyone's face, "I believe you should also know that if there are victims, there will be murderers." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed suddenly.

"So, until the police arrive, I hope you can cooperate with me to protect the scene." Feng Bujue said, he also walked out of the room, he was about to close the door, but found ...... A key is inserted into the lock of the door facing the hallway.

"Lady Carol." Feng Bujue immediately asked, "Before you opened the door, was the door locked?" ”

After a few minutes, and with more people around her, Carol's feelings were a little more stable, but then she began to sob, unable to answer Feng Bujue's question.

"Please answer me, it's important." Feng Bujue asked.

"Woooooooooo......oo Be...... Yes. Carlo reluctantly squeezed out a sentence.

"What's wrong?" Jack said to Jue Ge, "What does that mean?" ”

Feng Bujue raised his hand and pointed to the window opposite the guest room, and said, "That's the only window in the bedroom, it's closed at the moment, and the window handle is also inward." After a pause, he continued, "This room is laid out in the same room as the one I am in, and there is a ground glass window in the bathroom, but it is small in size, no more than ten inches long on the side, and it is not accessible at all. ”

Jack seemed to react, his expression changed abruptly, "You mean...... Murderer...... Still in the room? ”

"How is it possible......" Feng Bujue denied, "where would anyone close the doors and windows and stay at the scene after the murder...... Besides, I've already seen it just now, and there's no one else in the house. He touched his chin and said, "It seems...... This is a murder in a closed room. ”

As they spoke, Barton hurried back with his medicine box.

"Quick! Give me the medicine box. Dr. Powell took the medicine box, skilfully found the medicine he needed, and gave Henderson Sr. a needle. Then he listened with his stethoscope for a few more moments. Then he took a long breath and said, "Whew...... It should be fine. I think he was overly frightened and would be fine with a half-day rest. ”

Powell wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Jack, can you help me carry him back to the room." ”

"Okay......" Jack replied, glaring at Feng Bujue with slanted eyes, and said coldly, "Anyway, there is a big detective here, and I don't need to get involved." (To be continued)