"What's going on?" asked Rogge, looking at the Marquis with interest.

The Marquis of St. Peter glanced back at Alexei, the sheriff sitting beside him, and said: "That's the case, on the night when the diamond ring was lost, a maid in my house fell from the third floor for no reason and died on the spot. ”

"Is there anything strange about this?" Rogge exchanged glances with Antonio beside him, and asked curiously, "Maybe it was just a stumble and a fall?"

"But," interjected Sheriff Alexei, "the place where the maid fell happened to be the room of the Marquis's fiancée, Miss Angelina!"

Hearing this, everyone present frowned, and Antonio asked the sheriff, "So, do you suspect that Miss Angelina pushed the maid down?"

"We don't have any clear evidence to prove it," Alexei cautiously looked at the pale-faced Marquis beside him, and continued, "However, Miss Angelina is indeed very suspicious, and when the body was first discovered, only Miss Angelina's window was open in all the windows of all the rooms above the body. ”

"Secondly, when we arrived at her room, we saw that it was a mess, things were thrown everywhere, and it seemed that there had been a fierce struggle, and we suspected that the maid had been pushed to the window by accident in the struggle with someone, and had fallen down. Alexei said as his gaze swept over the crowd opposite.

"Can you take us to see that room? I wonder if it's been sorted out?" Rogge looked at the Marquis with an inquiring look, and the Marquis quickly replied, "No, after the incident, I asked Angelina to go to the next room, and after Mr. Alexei came, he sealed the room and didn't clean it up." ”

"Mr. Commander, you sit here with the Marquis, and I will go to that room with Mr. Sheriff, so that the Marquis will not have to bother himself. Rog stood up and said to Antonio, the knight chief bowing slightly in agreement, and watched as he took Catherine and the two owls away with the sheriff.

Alexei led him up the red carpet staircase to the third floor, where the sheriff opened the locked door with a key, and Rog, who stood at the door, saw that the room was in disarray, with tables overturned, chairs staggered, and cups and plates scattered on the floor, as if it had gone through a big battle.

He stopped the sheriff who was about to enter the room, looked down at the surface of the red carpet, because it had not been cleaned for a long time, a thin layer of dust had fallen on the carpet, Rog looked as far as his eyes could see, and asked the sheriff beside him softly: "Mr. Alexey, who has been in this room since the incident?"

"It's just me, the soldiers who came with me are outside, and I myself went into the room to check the traces inside. The chubby sheriff said as he leaned against the wall and looked into the room.

"Oh, thank you, can I go in and have a look?" Rogge asked with a smile on his face, and the sheriff hesitated, although he felt that this was unruly, but considering that the scene had already been investigated, plus Rog's knighthood and his relationship with Antonio, he finally agreed.

Rogge thanked the sheriff and led Catherine into the room, and the sheriff stood in the doorway and looked at them, only to see Rogge go to the window and look down for a while, then turn back and ask the sheriff, "How tall is the maid who fell to death?"

"It's about 160 centimeters, and it's not very tall. The sheriff replied after a moment's thought.

"One hundred and sixty centimeters...... Rogge looked back at the window where the maid fell, his eyes rolled around, and asked Catherine beside him, "How tall are you?"

"Me?" Catherine was stunned for a moment, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I haven't measured my height for a long time, and the last time I measured it was probably less than one hundred and seventy centimeters." She looked at Rogge curiously and asked, "Why do you ask this?"

Rogra took her hand and walked to the window, made her stand with her back to the window, and seeing that the height of the window was just below her chest, he smiled and pressed his hand on Catherine's shoulder and asked, "If I push you like this now, will you fall from here?"

Catherine looked back at the open window behind her, a little uneasily, and nodded, "I guess so." ”

"Stupid wolf, are you going to push the stupid girl down?" said the little furball standing on Rogge's shoulder, kicking away the gray owl Gray who came up with his foot, "Can you throw this big stupid bird down first, it's so annoying, can you not stick to me!"

"Got a little fool, it's rare to have someone like you!" Rogge let go of Catherine's hand, smiled and grabbed Gray and threw it out the window, seeing it glide perfectly and fall back on his shoulder, he smiled and said, "See, you never want to get rid of a bird by throwing it out the window." ”

"Oh, my God, help me!" muttered the little furball with his wings over his little head.

Rogge took Catherine back to the door of the room and said to the sheriff, "Mr. Alexey, I have one last question, what was the appearance of the deceased when the body was found?"

After a little thought, the sheriff replied, "I am neatly dressed, and I have no special injuries on my body except for the external injuries caused by the fall." ”

After hearing this, Rogge nodded with a satisfied smile and said, "I understand, everything I want to see has been read, thank you, we had better go back to the Marquis, I have some ideas to talk to you and the Marquis." ”

"Alright, let's go back!" Alexei immediately locked the door and took Rogge and Catherine back to the living room, and after the three of them sat down again, Rogge said: "Your Excellency, I have a little conclusion about the investigation of the scene, I am afraid that there is some deviation from the previous assumption of the sheriff. ”

"Oh, please!" said the Marquis of St. Peter, staring intently.

"First of all, I checked the floor of the room," Rogge said, looking down at the red carpet at his feet, "Just like the rest of your mansion, there is also a red carpet there, and I only found one footprint on it, and I can clearly see the traces of dirt, which should be the footprints of outsiders." ”

"Outsiders?" the Marquis and the sheriff stared at him with wide eyes, and Rogge nodded slowly: "Yes, because in a place like the bedroom on the third floor, it is unlikely that the housekeepers and servants of the mansion will enter in muddy shoes, so it must be outsiders who leave dirt footprints." ”

"But ......" Rogge changed his words and smiled back at Alexei, "When I asked the sheriff, he told me that he was the only one who entered the room at the time of the crime, and I visually inspected the model of his shoes, compared them with the footprints in the room, and believed that the footprints should have been left by him." ”

"This ......" The sheriff looked at the marquis with some embarrassment, only to hear Rogge laugh and say: "Please don't get me wrong, I don't mean to tease you, I mean, the absence of other footprints means that no outsiders were present at the time of the crime, so we can rule out the possibility that outsiders entered the castle to steal and kill people." ”

The Marquis and the Sheriff suddenly came to their senses and nodded their heads in agreement, and Rogge continued: "In this way, as Mr. Sheriff judged before, Miss Angelina is very suspicious, but I would like to ask the Marquis, where was Miss Angelina at the time of the crime?"

"I don't know," recalls the marquis, frowning, "I was waiting for her to have dinner in the dining-room, when I suddenly heard the butler come to tell me, so I hurried out, and just as I was directing the servants to report to the sheriff, Angelina came out of the gate and asked me what had happened. ”

Rogge smiled with satisfaction when he heard this, and asked again, "Your Excellency Marquis, did Miss Angelina look calm when she came down to you?"

"She looked calm. The Marquis replied in the affirmative.

"How did she explain where she went?" asked Rogge, turning to the sheriff.

She said that she was in the bathroom, and when she came out, she went to the dining-room to look for the marquis, but found that there was no one in the dining-room, and on the way to the drawing-room, she heard the servants say that something was wrong, and she hurried outside. Alexey replied without hesitation.

That is, she did not have an alibi. Rogge said with a smile.

"Do you mean Angelina is the murderer?" asked the Marquis of St. Peter, staring at him uneasily.

"No, this happens to be the most suspicious place," Rogge shook his head slowly, "I asked Mr. Sheriff just now, the height of the Death Maid is about one meter six, and Miss Catherine's height is about one meter seven, and when she stands at the window of the room, the window sill behind her is just up to her upper abdomen." ”

He told Catherine to get up, modeled her body, and said to the Marquis as he measured the height: "Imagine if you were ten centimeters shorter, and the height of the ledge would be close to the armpit of a maid, and even if a person were pushed backwards, he would only hit the wall, and it would not be possible to fall out of the window." ”

The Marquis and the sheriff looked at each other when they heard this, and both nodded involuntarily, and Rogge asked Catherine to sit down beside him and continued: "Another point, Miss Angelina and the maid fought in the room, and the room was full of messes, but the body of the maid after the fall was neatly dressed and rarely injured. ”

He turned back to Antonio and smiled: "Isn't this strange? Captain, one of the two warring parties is short in stature, and the other has not healed from serious injuries, not to mention whether they have the ability to make a mess of the room, just the maid was neatly dressed after her death, and there were no other external injuries except for the fall injury, which is very suspicious. ”

Antonio nodded meaningfully, and heard Rogge continue: "What's more, Miss Angelina has to hurry to the first floor after pushing people down and falling to their deaths in a fierce fight, and explain her whereabouts to the Marquis without blushing or beating heart. ”

Speaking of this, Rogge looked around at the crowd and said, "To sum up, I don't think the person who pushed the maid down the window may not be Miss Angelina. ”

Antonio, who was sitting on the other side of Rogge, patiently listened to Rogge's words, nodded slowly in agreement and said, "What you said makes sense, I'm afraid this matter is not that simple, maybe it is necessary to investigate it in depth." ”

"If Your Excellency the Marquis has no opinion, I want to work with Sheriff Alexei to help you solve this trouble, what do you think?" Rogge said to the Marquis with a smile, and the Marquis was overjoyed when he heard this, and agreed repeatedly.

"I can see that you are a very good man in this way!" Magistrate Alexei did not object to this, he got up and walked up to Rogge and said to him: "I am glad to have your help, this case is very troublesome to me, and it would be a good thing for me to find out the truth with your help." ”

"I'm sure we'll have a good time together!" Rogge got up and shook the sheriff's hand, and smiled, "So, first of all, I want to see the dead maid, I don't know where she is now?"