The clerk shook his head and said, "No, there is also the secretary Mr. Robert who went with him." ”

"And how long has this Mr. Robert been in the store, and what did he do before?" Monet asked.

The clerk thought for a moment, and then replied, "Mr. Robert has been here for more than two years, but he is a very strange person, although his position is the boss's secretary, but he is usually not in the store, always running outside, but he can often get a lot of very cheap jewelry, so people can't say anything to him." ”

Hearing this, Monet dragged André out of the jewelry store, and then said in a deep voice: "Sergeant Andrei, I think this Secretary Robert is very problematic, but unfortunately we can't contact Mr. Monders now, and I'm really worried about his safety now." In fact, what Monet feels most about now is that there is no phone on the train at this time.

At this time, Klein interjected: "We can take a telegram, I remember that the Duke can receive the telegram." ”

"Then hurry up and send the telegram over, although I think it may be too late now."

It turned out that Monet's crow's beak this time worked, and everyone learned on the telegram from the Duke that the boss of Monders was dead, and the murderer was the previous robber Constantine, but he did not hide from the pursuit of the police in the car, and finally smashed the car window, jumped out of the car and escaped, and accidentally fell to his death.

Seeing this result, Monet sighed, and then said: "Hey, it seems that it is still a step too late, notify the police in the car to arrest Robert, if it is fast enough, he should be able to find the camouflage clothes in his bag that he has no time to deal with." ”

"Okay, I'll go."

Sheriff Andre was just about to walk out, but Monet suddenly seemed to remember something, stopped him and said, "By the way, Sergeant Andre, can I meet Robert after I bring him back?" ”

"See him? Why? Andrei asked, a little puzzled.

"Anyway, he's kind of a fan of my books, and I'd like to talk to him."

A few days later, Monet finally met Robert in the visitation room, and Robert was surprised by his arrival: "You are Mr. Tony Monet, the author of "Detective Downing"? ”

Monet nodded and replied, "That's right, it's me." ”

"I heard the police officer in the car say that you sent him a telegram, so you caught me?" Robert asked.

"That's right, this telegram is indeed what I asked Sergeant Andre to do." Monet continued to nod in reply.

Unexpectedly, Robert breathed a sigh of relief: "Huh, since it was lost at the hands of you, the original author, then I am convinced, there is nothing to say." Then he asked curiously, "But I don't understand why you came to see me?" ”

"Because I'm wondering why you're committing a crime using the plot of my worthless novel." Monet replied in a deep voice.

Robert shook his head and said, "You are too modest, as far as I know, Brooklyn Weekly pays you five hundred dollars per article, so if your novel is not worth anything, you will hardly find a manuscript of value in the city of London."

As for why I used the plot you wrote to commit the crime, it is because of my trust and adoration of you! Actually, it was a real coincidence, I was originally asked to come to your house to steal something, but this client's request was very strange, he asked me to steal all the manuscripts in your study, including drafts and all the paper on which you wrote, and at the same time I had to steal something else so that you would not find out that the main purpose was to steal the manuscript. At first I was surprised, but when I got to your study, I realized that it was your home, Monsieur Monet......"

Before Robert could finish speaking, Monet interrupted: "Who is this person who entrusted you?" ”

Robert shrugged and replied, "I really don't know about this, and even if I did, I can't say, because we have rules in this business, but I guess it should be your peers, otherwise who would be interested in these manuscripts?" ”

"But if it's a peer, then his purpose in stealing the manuscript should be to plagiarize, but no one has happened after so long!" Monet asked.

"Then I don't know about this!"

At this time, Sheriff Klein interjected on the side: "But if you follow the rules you said, then this "Detective's Nightmare" should not be in your hands, you can explain this!" ”

Robert replied very embarrassed: "That's right, normally this "Detective's Nightmare" should also be handed over to the client, but I really like your work so much, so I read it before delivery, and when I saw this "Detective's Nightmare", I was surprised to see that the background in it is very similar to my current situation, I have long wanted to kill the two guys Monders and Constantine, and now I have this manuscript from you, the detective novelist I love and admire the most, The design inside is so ingenious, I'm sure no one in this world will be able to crack it but you! This, all of this is simply God's will, and God wants to use my hand and your wisdom to get rid of the two villains, Monders and Constantine! ”

"Now that you've read this novel, you should know that the murderer in it ended up with evidence because of the camouflage clothes in the backpack that didn't have time to dispose of, so why don't you dispose of them all?" In fact, this is the question that Monet is most puzzled and wants to know the answer to the most.

Robert smiled bitterly and said: "Because I have too much confidence in you, I know that there is a conceited and arrogant detective in the novel, and he is also the first detective to die in a detective novel, speaking of which, I have to admire your courage, and only you dare to write like this."

However, there is no such person around me, so I relaxed my vigilance, and these clothes are really difficult to deal with, if you throw them out of the train, then it is easy to be seen, then the police will definitely think that someone is pretending to be Constantine, so I can only find a densely populated place to deal with after getting off the train, but I didn't dare to get off the train before Philadelphia, for fear that it would be easier to arouse suspicion, so I dragged it to the end, and was shown by the police on the car! ”

Listening to Robert's words, Monet sighed, stood up and whispered: "It seems that Sergeant Andrei is right, I really can't write detective novels like this in the future!" ”

"By the way, and one last question, who is this client?"

"I don't know, he's always wearing the mask of Doctor Bird's Beak and claiming to be Professor Moriarty!"