Chapter 707: As if I saw a glimmer of hope
Markovsky gently opened the latch, and then there was another whistle outside, and there was a great movement from upstairs, and Markovsky looked to see that a man was coming out of the upstairs window onto the balcony, and was putting down the ladder.
"It's not good, there are thieves, the sound on the second floor was not made by Fu Kemu. The thief came in, and we went to pump his ladder. ”
As soon as the two of them rushed out, the black shadow on the upper floor had already descended to the ground, picked up the ladder and ran to the edge of the iron fence. Markovsky and Bunin were in hot pursuit, and suddenly two shots rang out from the park outside the iron fence, and the two quickly fell to the ground. Taking advantage of this, the black shadow had already leaned the ladder against the fence and was ready to climb up.
Seeing that he was about to escape, Bunin rushed forward and dragged the black shadow, but when he turned around, he already had a bright dagger in his hand, and stabbed Bunin in the chest.
Bunin was caught off guard, screamed, clutched his chest, and staggered to the ground, and the black shadow climbed the ladder again. Markovsky was taken aback and rushed up to grab him by the foot and neck. The man shrewdly kicked Markovsky in the face, and when Markovsky dodged, he crawled a few times, leaped into the park, joined up with his accomplices who had been waiting there, and fled into the shadows of the trees.
Markovsky hurried to see Bunin, only to see that he was bleeding from his chest, his face was bloodless, and he had passed out.
The people in the building also heard the movement and ran down, and when they saw this scene, some went to the doctor, and some lifted the cloth and twisted it into the house to stop the bleeding.
The doctor quickly arrived and gave emergency treatment first: "It's so dangerous, it's only half an inch away from piercing the heart, and if it goes a little deeper, it will be difficult to save your life." Now there is no life-threatening condition, but absolute silence is to be maintained for six weeks, and two months after recovery.
The doctor gave Bunin an injection, and Bunin fell asleep. Markovsky and Fu Kemu went upstairs to check on the situation.
This time there was a lot of loss, and nothing that could be taken was left, and everything was loaded. A piece of the rear window was cut, and this time the thief jumped into the window, and the ladder was stolen from the construction site next door.
"It's the same as last time, thieves are coming in from next door." Fu Kemu concluded.
"On the surface, it has nothing to do with thieves, and the previous time it was a traitor." Markovsky was affirmative.
"Let's report it first!"
"No, Fu Kemu, don't let the security know for the time being, explain to the doctor, let him keep it a secret, and don't use the security force until the last resort!"
Fu Kemu wanted to say something, but seeing that Markovsky was so resolute, he swallowed back what he wanted to say.
Bunin was placed in a quiet room in the mansion to recuperate.
Markovsky talked to all the servants in the mansion and inspected the structure of the mansion, but two days passed without a clue.
On the afternoon of the third day, he went into the child's room to find some inspiration from the child. Only her sister 6-year-old Fu Yuna was in the room.
"Oh, cute little princess, what are you playing alone?"
"I'm looking for scissors, uncle."
"What are you looking for scissors for? That's a dangerous thing! ”
"I'm going to cut paper with scissors, like the piece of paper you received that day, uncle. I'm going to cut it like that, too. ”
"What kind of paper did my uncle receive?"
"Didn't you receive a telegram at dinner that day? A thin strip of paper pasted on the telegram. ”
Markovsky remembered that the telegram newspaper had been pasted with a typewriter and a piece of paper.
"I'm going to cut out the words and stick them on a big piece of paper, which is fun, even though it's cumbersome. I'm going to find my scissors. ”
Looking at the innocent Fu Yuna, Markovsky's heart moved and he called out to Fu Yuna. "Little princess, who taught you this game?"
"It's Miss Guan Ying. I watched her do it, and then I learned from her. ”
"Did the teacher also paste the cut words?"
"Yes, the teacher cuts out the words on the newspaper."
Markovsky's eyes lit up. This clue is too precious, and I can't imagine that the innocent child actually pointed out the maze for the great detective.
After he waited for Fu Yuna to go out, he began to inspect the room. It's where the kids go to class, and there are picture books and children's magazines thrown everywhere. There is a pile of old newspapers on the desk.
He opened the pile of newspapers, some of which were obviously cut, but it could also be seen that the child was cutting and playing.
I'm afraid it will take some work to find a teacher to cut it. Markovsky began to rummage through textbooks and magazines on his desk, on the floor, and on the shelves. Finally, I stumbled upon a picture book in a pile of old ledgers in the corner, and every page of the book was printed with the week, pictures, and words. He turned backwards from the first page on Sunday, and by the time he reached the Saturday page, the words "Saturday" had been cut out.
"Isn't Saturday the day the old lantern was stolen?" Markovsky involuntarily reminisced.
At this moment, Fu Yuna came in with scissors, saw Markovsky was worried about the pile of letters and numbers on the table in front of him, and asked him:
"Uncle, is it fun?"
"It's not fun, there are too few letters cut out to spell words."
"Look at this, then." As he spoke, he handed him a small piece of paper, which was a taxi fare receipt. The number is 8279
"Little princess, where did you find this?"
"It fell out of the teacher's wallet.
"Oh? Is it the teacher's?" Markovsky seemed to see a glimmer of hope.
"Yes, this Sunday we went to the temple for mass, and when we were donating, this fell out of the teacher's purse, and I picked it up and didn't tell her."
"Ahh Thank you. "Markovsky was a treasure.
He rushed to Fu Kemu's house and showed Fu Kemu this discovery, but Fu Kemu reacted coldly. "Maybe it's a kid playing with it, and you can't take it seriously."
Markovsky had no choice but to put them away. I began to ask about Miss Kwan Ying's situation.
"How long has she been here? What do you usually do?"
"She came here a year ago, and her character and knowledge are excellent. We all trust her. ”
"I haven't seen her in the past two days."
"Oh, she's taken a leave of absence for the past two days. She had just returned today, and as soon as she heard that Mr. Bunin was seriously injured, she took the initiative to take care of Mr. Bunin. She is warm and kind, considerate of people everywhere, and everyone here likes her. ”
Markovsky thought for a moment and asked, "Did she go out on Sunday?"
"Did you say the day after the theft, let me ask the insider." Fu Kemu brought his wife in.
Mrs. said:
"Our family is Catholic, and Miss Guan Ying, as usual, took the children to church in the morning to attend Mass at 11 o'clock."
"Before going to Mass?"
"I don't remember exactly, I was delirious from the theft for the past two days. I don't know what Miss Guan Ying did. Oh, by the way, she seems to have said that on Sunday morning, she was going to see one of her nephews from the country. You don't think she's a suspect, do you?"
"Of course not, it's just, can I see her now?"
"She's taking care of Mr. Bunin!"