Bill walked out of the manor, took a look at the situation outside the street, and soon he locked on a bakery that opened not far from the manor.

A business like this usually has enough knowledge of the surrounding residents to ask around and maybe get some clues.

With this in mind, Bill walked over to the bakery, where several customers were already lined up to buy bread for breakfast.

Ignoring the customers, he walked around and came to the bakery's display stand, and took out his inspector ID: "Sorry, excuse me, I want to ask some questions." ”

The bakery clerk who was busy packing her head looked up, she originally wanted to scold this "guest" who seemed to be rude and sent in a queue, but when she saw the inspector's certificate in the other party's hand, she just wanted to say a scolding word, but before she could speak, she swallowed it back again.

Then the bakery, nervous enough to stutter, asked:

"Hello ....... Inspector, you...... What's ...... Things? ”

Hearing that the person was the inspector, several guests who were angry and swearing in the back because they were cut in line closed their mouths and chose to watch silently, all wanting to see what the inspector wanted to ask.

Bill ignored the strange look behind him, looked at the bakery and asked:

"Have you seen any strange-behaving people wandering around the manor lately? I just got a case where the manor not far from you was burgled last night. ”

He did not directly say that there was a murder in the manor, but tried to reduce the panic of the masses in this euphemistic way.

The female clerk recalled for a while, and shook her head at the end:

"The bakery has been busy lately, and I don't have time to pay attention to what's going on outside the bakery......"

Bill was not disappointed, and just wanted to change to a nearby store to continue asking, when he heard a person behind him say:

"I've seen it!"

Bill followed the voice and saw a man in his mid-twenty-fifth year of age speaking in the crowd:

"Just a few nights in the last few days, when I was off work, I passed by the manor and occasionally saw a young man wandering around the manor."

"Oh?" Bill suddenly became interested:

"Can you elaborate?"

The man nodded, and continued to say in an affirmative tone:

"I usually get off work at about half past six in the afternoon, and it should be past seven o'clock when I pass by the manor, and when I came home from work yesterday and the day before yesterday, I saw a person, who had been looking inside the manor, and when he saw me, he pretended to be nothing, because he saw it several times in a row, and I was very impressed."

Bill listened more and more happily, and felt that there must be something wrong with the person he was talking about, at least the person who was in charge of stepping on the spot, or the murderer himself.

He hurriedly asked:

"Then do you remember what the other person looks like?"

The guest made a contemplative look and said slowly while reminiscing:

"The man was of ordinary stature, wearing a black jacket, about 1.7 meters tall, with brown hair and brown eyes........"

As he listened, Bill took out the pen and paper he had brought with him and drew a somewhat simple, but distinctive, sketch of the head based on the guest's description.

He also painted for a few minutes as the guest finished descripting, during which time Bill went back and forth several times to confirm the facial features of the subject being described.

After Bill handed the image to the guest for confirmation, he took a closer look at it himself, and felt that the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became, as if he had seen it somewhere.

"Where is it?" Bill muttered.

Getting the news went much faster than expected, and Bill didn't continue to ask, but returned to the villa in the manor with the drawn images to find his two subordinates.

At this time, the subordinates also finished questioning, and all the servants were ready to report to him.

In order to think better, the three of them chose an undisturbed environment and excluded everyone else, including the housekeeper.

Bill sat on a chair in the room and took out the portrait to Jeff and Brady:

"Luckily, I went out and asked for a clue, this is a portrait of the suspect, who do you look like?"

Jeff took the portrait and leaned against Brady, looking at it suspiciously.

The captain actually said, "Let's see who we look like", it should be someone we know, but who could it be?

The two looked at each other for a while, but they didn't see who it was for a while. Slowly, Jeff's pupils contracted, and he became confused, and said uncertainly:

"This is the owner of this manor?"

Brady reacted when he heard his teammates say this, and the more he looked at the image, the more it looked like a dead body next door.

He suddenly said:

"Captain, you mean that the deceased was a thief, not the owner of this manor, but why should the stewards and servants lie? If the deceased was a thief, where did the real owner of the manor go? ”

"Herein lies the problem." Bill tapped his fingers heavily on the table, signaling them to cheer up, this matter may not be so simple.

"Let's tell me the results of your inquiry."

Brady bumped Jeff with his arm and motioned for him to speak.

Jeff had a strange expression and hesitated to speak:

"None of the suspects or any other clues were asked from the servants, but several of the servants said that the place was haunted, and there would be some strange noises at night, like someone crying......"

Bill snorted lightly when he heard this, showing disdain:

"Don't talk about this kind of thing in the future, it's all folklore, it's useless, but it will scare yourself in vain."

At this point, Brady asked:

"So what should we do now?"

Bill got up from his chair and touched his waist with his palm:

"Do you even need to think about it? First control all the servants, let's investigate the identity of this suspect, see if it is the thief or the owner of the manor, if it is the former, we must interrogate these people, why are they lying. ”

Because when he asked the owner of the manor before, the group of servants all answered with uncertain expressions, so Jeff suspected that the servants must have deceived themselves before.

To be on the safe side, he chose to control people first so that no one could escape. Wait until the identity of the deceased and the suspect is determined before deciding what to do......

……

After deciding on the next step, the three of them immediately took action, bringing more than a dozen servants from the manor into the inspector's office, and the body of the deceased was placed in the inspector's exclusive morgue.

Upon returning to the Inspectorate, Bill found the Inspector General and reported the situation.

The director agrees to Bill's plan and quickly investigates the identities of the deceased and the suspect.

………

It didn't take long for the inspector in charge of the archives in the inspectorate to find the materials in the estate and give them to Bill.

Bill was sitting in his office at this time, and after receiving the information, he leaned back on the chaise longue and turned the first page of the information: "138-140 Tilfis Street was purchased by the ...... in 1493"

Just after reading the first few paragraphs of the document, Bill got up and walked in the direction of the reference room, and complained:

"What did the group of people in the data room do, they didn't even have the name of the purchaser, so they were empty."

Saying that, Bill quickly walked to the data room and found the inspector on duty in the data room today, that is, the information from his manor.

"Hey boy, what's going on with your information?" As soon as he entered the data room, Bill threw the materials in his hand in front of the inspector on duty.

The inspector on duty was a newcomer, and he was immediately nervous when he was yelled at by Bill. He picked up the information again and again, and asked in a trembling voice:

"Captain Bill, what's wrong with this information?"

"See for yourself." Bill didn't respond directly, dropped the sentence, and sat down in a chair in the duty room.

Seeing this, the inspector on duty became even more nervous, and looked at the information, and he immediately found a problem:

"Why doesn't it have anything to do with the owner of the manor?"

"Then I'll have to ask you, how do I know." Bill said angrily.

Now that this case has been done now, it is getting more and more strange, originally he thought that he would be able to close the case quickly after finding the suspect.

"This ...... I don't know......" The inspector on duty continued to flip through the information in his hand, and the other materials in the record book all recorded the name of the purchaser, but this manor did not.

The Inspector on duty thought for a moment, then said:

"I'm going to ask, take my seniors before."

With a word, the inspector on duty hurriedly left the place with the information, and Bill did not make any other moves, he patiently stayed in the chair in the duty room and waited.

After a while, a slightly older inspector walked in with the information, and the other party did not say anything to Bill, but plunged into the database and searched for it.

Bill was a little dissatisfied, and was about to get up to complain a few words, when the young inspector walked into the reference room:

"Captain Bill, don't worry, the seniors are looking for the corresponding information for you."

With that, Bill returned to his chair and continued to wait......

After some time, the senior in the mouth of the young inspector came out of the reference room, still holding a few materials in his hand, and said to Bill:

"I'm sorry, I just checked, and all the clues related to the owner of that manor are empty in the database, as if they have been erased."

"Huh." Bill laughed suddenly, and there was some mockery in his tone:

"Your way of shirking responsibility is really peculiar, why don't you say that you were taken away by a dog?"

The senior in the reference room ignored Bill's taunt and said solemnly:

"I don't have time to hear you say this, I'm going to see what's going on now, and you can find another clue about the case."

Bill was about to say something, but the two inspectors left the data room one after another, and finally had to shut up.

The reason why he was a little angry was because the data room played an important role in solving the case, and now it should be their negligence that the detection time of this case has been greatly extended.

The truth is that it is, but there is no need to continue to pursue accountability.

Bill had no choice but to give up the clue of the data room, and could only pray that the other inspectors could find the information that matched the suspect's portrait as soon as possible.