Huffman got up to see off the guests.

"A week? Absolutely, do you want me to wish you success in advance? ”

Inspector Li stood up and said, "No need. ”

Richard walked to the door and turned around and said, "Maybe I didn't hear the good news, but I heard the bad news." I'd better leave some room for myself. ”

After Richard left, Huffman savored his words, smacking his words, his eyes rolled up, and he suddenly reached for the telephone.

In the office of the Seventh Section of the Serious Case, Inspector Li smoked a cigarette and looked out the window in contemplation.

He Shida pushed the door in and said eagerly: "Detective, I heard from the superintendent just now that he already knew about the affair between Huffman and White Chrysanthemum, and they had already hooked up without knowing it, and the Fragrance Nest was located in Xiafei Villa." On the night of the accident, he drove the bureau to Xiafei Villa, and the next day Bai Chrysanthemum died, will there be a connection? ”

Inspector Lee was surprised, "Oh, that's a new situation. White chrysanthemums and Huffman? Oh, it's embarrassing! He got up and walked around the house, thinking, and suddenly turned around, "Old He, let's go to Xiafei Villa to have a look, maybe we can find something useful." ”

Holsta said, "Okay. The two of them immediately went out.

Inspector Li drove and parked outside the front door of Xiafei Villa, and the two got out of the car and came to the carved iron gate. He Shida took out the ****, opened the big iron door in three or two clicks, and the two entered the courtyard and came to the front door of the living room.

Horsta unlocked the door again, and the two entered the living room of the villa.

Li and He went up the stairs to the second floor, and there was a hall on the second floor, the door was unlocked, and the two came in. Split up and search around.

In the table drawers, behind the curtains, under the mattress, and in the ceiling mezzanine, they searched everywhere, and suddenly, Inspector Li saw a corner of the letter exposed under the wine cabinet, leaned over and pulled it out, and it turned out to be a letter.

Inspector Li read the letter carefully and said, "A letter from Greece says that Bai Chrysanthemum is a Greek spy. Inspector Li handed the letter to Heshida, and Heshida also read the letter.

"This may be the letter I gave to the bureau."

"Where did you deliver the letter?"

"At the Bureau's Residence."

Richard asked, puzzled, "So, how did this letter end up here...... Oh, I see, when the authorities learned that White Chrysanthemum was a Greek spy, he immediately rushed here to see Huffman. ”

Holsta speculated: "Hefman was fooling around with White Chrysanthemum at the time, and the bureau may have caught them red-handed." ”

Richard said: "It doesn't matter whether the white chrysanthemum may or may not be there, what matters is Hefman's reaction after reading the letter, shocked, panicked, they never expected that the white chrysanthemum would be a spy planted by the Greeks, so they took extreme measures against the white chrysanthemum." ”

"So, the white chrysanthemum was strangled to death by the bureau and Hefman?!" Horsta was stunned by her speculation.

"Yes, it must be so, Hefman lost the letter in the process."

Richard put the letter in his jacket pocket as important evidence, "Let's go, it's time for the show to end." ”

The two came out of the gate of the villa, got into the car one after another, and Li drove the engine and drove onto the road.

Sitting in the back seat, Horsta asked, "Detective, is it possible to write a summary report of the case?" ”

"Well, not yet," Inspector Li muttered: "Just now we were just reasoning, it was subjective speculation, and subjective judgment is the most taboo to solve the case, and everything depends on evidence to speak...... If we can get the fingerprints on the letter, everything can be finalized. ”

Horsta pondered nervously.

"Do you know where you can do fingerprinting, Lao He?"

"There are only a few in Posedonia that have forensic equipment, but we can't do it in Posedonia."

"Of course."

"Hey, I have a solution, I have a classmate who works in the identification room of the Cleo City Police Department, shall I go to him to do it?" ”

"Okay, you take the train to Cleo early tomorrow morning, it will take two days to go back and forth, Director Huffman gave me a week, and I will be in full time." Lee took the letter out of his bosom and handed it to Horsta in the back seat.

Richard knows that the case has been solved to this point, as long as one or two more pieces of evidence are found to prove the assumptions in advance, a chain of evidence can be formed, the real culprit can be locked, the culprit behind the scenes can be found, and the whole case will be solved. But what made him laugh was that he didn't know that the case was solved, and he got a commendation order or a dismissal letter? He felt a dilemma, and it was difficult to ride a tiger. The heart that had just calmed down once again set off a huge wave. Is it a rapids or a rapids? He was asking himself, perhaps, is it too late to quit the Serious Crime Division?

There's a big masquerade tonight at the Capitol Hill Cabaret.

Richard drove the car to the gate of the general meeting. Holsta parked the car, and the two came to the crowded door.

At the door of the dance venue, some pot-bellied wealthy businessmen walked into the door with their bejeweled wives and ladies, and groups of ladies and ladies poured in in groups, talking and laughing.

Li and He took out their tickets and entered the hall.

The bureau and the superintendent all came to the scene, and Richard pretended not to see them. And Hui Rika also came.

The dance begins, the lights dim, and people come in pairs, dancing and blending into the dance music.

Richard came straight at Erika, took her hand, and slid onto the dance floor. The audience was swept into a storm of dance music by a great magic. They are as tacit, free and cheerful as partners who have danced together for many years.

With noble steps and an attitude of pride, Richard threw himself into the torrent of dancers.

For him, tango is a conquest, a advance, a battle. The strong and distinct syncopated notes make the footsteps together, one release and one retraction, one advance and one retreat, symbolizing the hardships and crises on the journey of life, but the lazy, decadent and seemingly retreating movements contain the power of rushing forward and the pleasure of crushing the confusion. His heart is sometimes tactful, sometimes agitated, sometimes breathless, and sometimes the emotional tension that erupts is vividly vented.

The dance party is getting better, and the dancers are almost crazy.

Suddenly, the style of the music changed, the tempo suddenly accelerated, people were stunned for a moment, and many people stopped dancing, as if wondering what kind of dance music it was. At this time, two modern women began to tap dance, and the sound of "crackling" echoed vigorously and rhythmically in the dance hall amid the dynamic music.

That's Erika jumping. In a tight kicking sound, she was heroic, her skirt was flying, and she was full of vitality, and the wild side of her personality was vividly released. At this moment, a sharp whistle sounded, and from the corner came the cheers and the heckling of the waves.

Erika became the only highlight of the audience under the gaze of the audience, because she was the only one left jumping, jumping, jumping!

Erika wants to break free from the pain caused by her cousin's death, she wants to release herself, burn herself, and even want to tear herself apart with a strong rhythm, throwing out the resentment, sadness, and pain in her heart. As she jumped, she felt intensely the sultry gaze coming from the corner. She knew it was Richard watching her, and she flicked her hair, jumping and looking back at him, their eyes eagerly meeting and colliding in the air.

But not far from Richard, Huffman was leaning on a column with one leg crossed, a cigar obliquely on the corner of his mouth, and his arms were folded with an unfathomable expression.

Suddenly, she slipped a roll of white stuff into his palm, and Richard touched his heart and quickly put East Nepal in his pocket.

Richard retreated behind a pillar, and quietly opened the white scroll to see that it was a letter with the name of "White Chrysanthemum" written on it.

Richard's heartstrings were violently shaken, how did this belated letter fall into the hands of Hui Rika? Maybe it was found in the relics of the white chrysanthemum? He immediately realized that this was an important message, and perhaps the key to solving the case? What is the content of the letter? Who wrote it to White Chrysanthemum? What is the purpose of writing a letter? A long list of questions rose in his mind. He decided that he had to translate the contents of the letter tonight, and by that time everything would be clear and the truth would be revealed.

There must have been fingerprints on the letter, and he handed it back to Hui Lixiang and asked her to quickly find someone to do a fingerprint test.

That night, he came to Hui Lixiang's apartment, and Hui Lixiang and Richard were both solemn and sat opposite each other on the sofa. Hui Lixiang took out the identification results and compared the two red fingerprints.

Richard held the appraisal book in both hands and scolded Hui Lixiang softly: "How can you find someone from the Criminal Investigation Bureau to do this kind of thing, if they come out to stir up the situation, or poke the news out, we will be in big trouble." …… But it's also my fault that I was so anxious that I forgot to remind you. ”

Hui Lixiang smiled and comforted: "Anyway, the identification has finally been done, Hefman's fingerprints are also available, the facts are there, the evidence is conclusive, and it proves that the black hand who killed Bai Chrysanthemum is him, but now the question is, what should you do?" ”

Richard covered his face and nestled in the couch, not saying a word, and the living room was eerily quiet, except for the mechanical sound of the pendulum of the grandfather clock.

A storm went through Richard's mind. Since receiving the "White Chrysanthemum Murder Case", he has endured all the hardships, survived the difficulties, crossed the dangerous shoals, and walked to this day step by step, just when he was about to solve the case, he found that he had encountered a philosophical paradox.

This paradox comes from the Bible: if a person says, "I am lying," if he is lying, then "I am lying" is a lie, and therefore he is telling the truth; But if this is the truth, he is lying again. Contradictions are inevitable. A standard form of this type of paradox is that if event A occurs, then it is deduced that it is not A, and if it occurs non-A, it is deduced that A is a paradoxical infinite logical cycle.

The White Chrysanthemum case is exactly like this, if he solves the case, it is equivalent to not solving it, because the murderer is the director Hefman, and even the bureau seat is involved, and the perpetrator is the case supervisor, Richard can't and dare not testify that his boss is the real murderer, in this way, if he succeeds, it is equivalent to failure, and if the case is solved, it means that it will never be solved. Isn't that a big oddity?