"I've never heard the name of this man." Walter Roux was ready to give up questioning the two women.

It seems that they have nothing to do with the murder, in fact, they are out to make a scene.

In addition, several other people in the vicinity of the house gradually moved away from the place, and they did not want to be questioned by a short man.

Wald Rue tried to get them back to the house, then he looked at Martin and said, "Okay, you put away these thoughts for now, or we will delay our search for clues." ”

"No, Mr. Walter, I think it's very important." Martin saw them enter the house, closed the door, and said, "You ought not to let them go, Mr. Ward. ”

"Put it aside, Martin, since Detective Edward has appointed me here to keep an eye on me, I need to be responsible for all the information in the house." He said.

Martin shrugged his shoulders and said, "Okay, let's think about how to get in." ”

"It's very simple, be violent, break them, and fix them when it's over." Wald Roux pointed to the door and the window and said, "It might be better to walk through the window." ”

"Hey, hey, what are you looking at? Martin, they've gone back. ”

"I'm remembering what they look like." Reflecting on the appearance of the two women, Martin said, "The window is almost effortless for you. ”

"Just use the guy thing in your hand and put a few shots at a piece of glass." Martin said, "Then you reach for the lock in the window, you can get there, right?" ”

Walter Rue made a witty gesture: "It's hard to say, my hands are very short, unlike you, your hands are much longer than those of a gibbon." ”

"Mr. Ward, please use your head, you can find something, preferably at your feet, it will make you grow taller and taller." Martin scoffed, "You can pout your tight little butt and try to lean forward and try to get there." ”

Walter Rue didn't want to continue arguing with Martin in a pointless way, maybe the window had already been opened.

After a while, the window was opened by Wald Rew, and Martin watched Wald Rew's every move in amazement, like a guy stealing something, which was really funny.

His little short legs were in a floating state, his left hand was holding the protruding part of the window very hard, and his right hand was reaching the window, and his body squirmed for a long time before slowly opening.

"You're amazing! Mr. Ward. Martin complimented.

Ward Rue stood in the house and said, "Hurry up!" ”

"Did you put the gun down?" Martin didn't seem to hear any gunshots.

"Nope." Ward Roux pointed to another piece of glass and said, "It's like a door, you can just open it." ”

Martin saw it too, so he looked closely, and he didn't even notice this detail.

"How do you know?" He asked.

"Because I found the gap, and when I touched it, I found that only it was loose." Wald Roux said happily: "I was surprised that it could be opened. ”

"Our conjecture should be correct, the murderer will be a madman."

"So, it's been a long time since Cara and Lisa died." Martin muttered quietly.

He said: "The murderer is a madman, he is locked up here, and every day someone comes to bring food to the murderer, is that right?" ”

"No, it should be the person who delivered the food who is the murderer." Wald Rue shook his head and said.

Martin immediately thought of Marcos: "Could it be a cook?" ”

"It's possible." Wald Rue stretched out his arm, pointed downwards and said, "The answer is in this house." ”