When Wicks returned to his apartment, he turned on the surveillance footage that had just been transferred from the police station. Throughout the night, Wicks watched the surveillance video over and over again, but there was still nothing new to discover, and when Wicks slowly got up from his chair and stretched, it was already dawn. The morning breeze blew in through the window and slapped Wicks in the face, "Ahh

It's the same morning, but it's not as quiet as before. Wicks walked to the windowsill and looked out of the window into the street, which was crowded with people, some holding signs with pictures of Brada, others holding signs with the words "The Mayor steps down", and all kinds of sounds mixed in like boiling pots. Wicks immediately picked up the phone and asked his colleagues at the police department about the current situation, it turned out that the mayor had been investigated last night, but there was no new progress yet. Wicks hung up the phone, stared at the crowd on the street, and chuckled, "This opposition really can think of any trick." So I made myself a cup of coffee, took a sip, sat down in the chair again, and studied the video.

Wicks' instincts told him that this could never be a simple assassination, and if the murderer was familiar with the camera system, why not just choose sniping instead of such a risky van?

And so it went on until noon, when Weeks suddenly seemed to think of something. Leaning closer to the monitor, he didn't look at all the footage from beginning to end, but picked out the footage near Penelope's house and watched it again. Looking at it, the corners of Wicks' mouth showed a smug smile. It turned out that early in the morning of the second day after the crime, a van cautiously drove into the vicinity of Penelope's mansion, stopped for a while, and drove away again. Wicks immediately sent a screenshot of the car to the police department's experts to compare the model of the black van that had appeared earlier, then turned off the computer and sped towards Penelope's mansion.

Penelope's mansion is a large area, surrounded by a high fence, with only one gate to communicate with the outside world, and a black-clad guard standing at the front of the gate. Wicks pretended to be careless and detoured to the main entrance, looked around casually, and then handsomely took out his police ID card and showed it in front of the guard, "Police!", and then talked to the guard seriously, and talked about the safety risks here, such as the recent many thefts here, I hope you can be more vigilant. As we talked, Wicks' eyes swept carefully into the courtyard, but he found nothing special

After talking about the noteworthy things, Wicks talked to the guards about something else. There was talk and laughter, and the atmosphere was very pleasant.

"Have you just planted trees here? I see you have some of the trees here that are quite small, and the soil is still a little new. Wicks asked, pointing to the small sapling in the yard.

"Oh, you said this, yesterday, no, it seems that the day before yesterday, I just let someone else in. The chairman loves trees and likes to plant things from time to time. But the tree was brought from out of town, and it took a long time on the way," the guard replied to Wicks.

"By the way, you had any thefts here yesterday, didn't you?" asked Wicks.

"No, it's been safe lately. ”

"Did anyone come in your yard last night?"

The guard suddenly stopped talking, and looked at Wicks warily.

Seeing that the guard did not speak, Weeks looked at the guard from top to bottom, and finally smiled contemptuously.

"The ring mark on the ring finger, but the ring is missing. Either there was some reason why I didn't want to wear the ring, or it was stolen. The depth of the imprint, I shouldn't have taken it down before, it must have happened for some reason, whether it was a secret lover or a divorce. Divorced man," Wicks reached for the guard's neck, and the guard didn't have time to dodge, Wicks pulled a hair from the guard's neck, "How can there still be a woman's hair on the neck!"

Frightened, the guard hurriedly took a few steps back, "You!" "Bump!" The guard looked back and found that he had hit the railing, but Wicks was getting closer and closer, "How can you afford such an expensive watch with your salary." The one in the family is very rich, if she happens to know, you say. The guard looked at the aggressive Wicks, hurriedly looked left and right, and saw that there was no way out. Wicks' eerie smile was still approaching.

"Last night," Wicks pressed one hand against the railing, pressing the guard between him and the railing.

"Don't come here"

"Is there anyone?"

At this time, Wicks's mobile phone suddenly rang, and it was a message from the police station, and the test result was that although the two cars had changed color, they were indeed the same one. Shakes was overjoyed by the news, leaving the guard behind and running into the bureau.

I only vaguely heard two words coming from behind, but I didn't hear them clearly, because Wicks was not in the mood to listen to them at this time.

When he ran to the director's office panting and told the director about this discovery, he thought the director would be happy, but he didn't expect the director to have a straight face.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't be allowed to touch this case!"

"This case involves a friend of mine, he has been taken away for 3 days, you say I don't care" Wicks was a little excited. It almost hit the table.

Wicks stared at the director's eyes for a long time, "Forget it, I'll tell the captain in charge of this matter about your reaction, but you also know that Penelope's mansion is not so easy to enter." ”

The director picked up the phone and dialed the phone number of the person in charge this time. Wicks turned his back and found a place to sit down, rubbing his palms restlessly.

"Oh good"

The director hung up the phone and looked at Wicks, "He's already sent someone into Penelope's mansion,"

Wicks took his leave of the chief, turned around and ran to the scene, Penelope's house had been cordoned off, Wicks showed his police ID and walked through the cordoned off. There were a lot of searchers inside, and a bald old man with thief eyebrows and rat eyes stood by and watched, his face full of anger, but helpless. He is the head of the opposition - Penelope. Wicks watched the people inside search, but he was ordered to stand by and watch, and time passed little by little, and nothing of value was found. Wicks kept biting his fingers and walked back and forth in the clearing. My heart was poured with lead, and I was clenching my heart down. Could it be that the light you see is like this...

Wicks' feet suddenly softened, and he almost didn't fall, probably because he hadn't slept well for the past few days.

"Found it, found it!" At this time, a police officer in the courtyard suddenly shouted, "There is a pistol buried in this soil!"

Wicks saw the officer running out of the yard with a gun, Wicks's nerves that had been tense for the past few days finally relaxed, Wicks was about to turn his head to look at Penelope, and saw him constantly waving his arms, stomping his feet and shouting frantically, as if he wanted to express something, but Wicks didn't hear anything, his eyelids gradually drooped, his vision suddenly darkened, his body softened, and he fell to the ground with a "bang".