Not only Jack, but even Beckett rarely saw someone get deflated in such a thing.

"Anyway, I always think of that special conversation we had back then, and I think that Gretel must be very pleasing to you, right? At first glance, it's a rich family, isn't it? "Cassel tried to launch a Jedi counterattack.

Sheila Bryan's face changed, quite a bit of colorful black, the feeling of brilliant white back and forth, after all, Kassel is now a successful person This is an irrefutable fact.

Even in a capitalist society, the upper class will look down on the nouveau riche, even if it is a talent in itself, but it will not despise successful artists.

The best-selling author is also a kind of artist, and Kassel has squeezed into the upper class of society with his talents, and his fans are all over the class, from the porter to the mayor of a city.

Jack bets Sheila Blaine, who almost became Rick Cassel's mother-in-law, must have secretly regretted it, after all, with the recent explosion of the "Nikki Hitt" series, someone has returned to the ranks of the top 10 most popular golden bachelors in New York.

But if you lose, you don't lose, Sheila Bryan took a deep breath and maintained her expression, "Richard, it's never a matter of money, it's about character, if you had realized this earlier, Kayla wouldn't have left you." ”

After saying that, she held her head high, and turned away proudly like an old hen.

Roaring, lore, the two people watching the play on the side couldn't bear to look directly at Kassel's expression at the moment.

"Wow, imagine if you were really with Kayla and you'd have to spend Thanksgiving with this guy every year." Beckett's words made Cassel, who was still a little depressed and lost the battle, shudder.

Jack smacked his lips with some regret, feeling a little unhappy, "I thought I would see the kind of crying and tearing that said that the lover should not have been separated in the first place, implying that Cassel and his daughter should continue to have a relationship." ”

"Huh" Beckett showed a look of disgust and disdain, "You have seen too much of the vulgarities that have been popular in the market recently, right?" I don't know why the kind of goosebump-giving third-rate ones have been on the best-selling list one after another. ”

"Oh, do you mean 'Opening 911, See How I Save the Twin Towers' or 'The End of the Empire, Florida Tramps Save America'? Or is it "The King of Soldiers Returns to His Wife and Daughter to Live in the Slums, and Takes Revenge with 100,000 Special Forces in a Rage"? ”

Cassel raised his eyebrows, "It's very vulgar, but it's unexpectedly good to make a short show." ”

"You mean that the heroine is good-looking, and she appears in swimsuits at every turn, right?" Beckett glanced at him with disdain and picked up his phone.

Jack didn't dare to squeak during this conversation, for fear of being found out that the perpetrator was at the scene.

"Let's go, the missing best man Mike was found by hotel security." Beckett shook his phone and led the way to the other end of the hallway.

When the three of them arrived at a storage room, Mike Weitz, who was disheveled and sweaty, had just been helped out of it and looked a little delirious.

"Mr. Weins?"

"Mr. Weins?"

Beckett called several times, but he didn't come back to his senses, and couldn't help but raise his voice slightly, "Mike! ”

Mike Weitz subconsciously snorted, and then turned his head to look at her with a hideous expression, "Where is that slut Sophie?" I'm going to kill her! ”

"Then it looks like you don't have a chance." Kassel said heartlessly.

Beckett asked, "What happened?" ”

"That slut drugged me and left me inside." Mike Weitz was panting for air, still not fully recovering from the effects of the drug.

Looking at his disheveled appearance, an adult can guess what has probably happened before.

Beckett summoned two police officers to help the best man back to the room, and Jack checked on him, and it was not a big problem, just drink a few more glasses of water to allow the body to metabolize the residual drug components.

After waiting for a while, seeing that he was almost recovered, Beckett continued to ask, "Tell me what happened to you and Sophie last night?" ”

Mike Weitz had just heard the news of the bridesmaid's death, and his original excitement had calmed down, and his expression was not too sad, but more shocked.

"She seduced me, flirted with me very coquettishly, and after leading me to that storage room, she gave me a glass of wine."

"The drugged wine?" Kassel strives for expression management.

"Yes, it's sick, isn't it? Who will drug a man? The girl just needs to speak, isn't it? Mike Witz said as he poured a big glass of water.

"What's more, I also saw the kind of underwear and suspenders on her body, who would say no words in that atmosphere?"

"Uh-huh." The two men standing across from him nodded at the same time.

Beckett shook his head slightly, a little speechless, "Did you have a history before?" ”

"Nope." Mike Weitz shook his head slightly, as if he was worried that he had something to do with the death of the bridesmaid, and quickly explained in detail.

"I mean, we met once last year at Gretel and Kayla's engagement, and to be honest, she's the kind of girl you can't take your eyes off her, but we haven't been in contact since."

"So you know why she drugged you?" Jack handed him another glass of water.

Mike Weitz took the cup and drank it in one gulp, "Thanks, uh, I don't have a clue about it." ”

"Do you remember what unusual emotions she showed at the time? Fear, fear, or anger and nervousness. Beckett asked.

The unlucky best man tilted his head and tried to recall, "There is a feeling of some determination, damn it, I should have known that there was no pie falling from the sky, how could a beautiful girl like hers suddenly take a fancy to me." ”

"Well, you have a good rest, and if you think of anything afterward, please let us know in time." Beckett shook his head speechlessly and handed him a business card.

The three of them turned to leave the room and returned to the bar, where the guests were still gathered, when Beckett suddenly stopped and looked at Cassel, "What the hell was Sophie doing last night?" ”

Kassel made a look of rigorous analysis, "She ran out to get the medicine halfway, which shows that it must have been premeditated." ”

"And then put Mike in the storage room? What kind of premeditation is this? Jack said that listening to your words is like listening to your words.

"Maybe." Cassel's sudden expression of enlightenment made people look forward to what the well-known writer had to think about it.

"I'm sorry, I didn't think of anything."

"Cut." Beckett ignored the trick and looked around to find the bridegroom Gretel Murphy eating alone in the corner, and then remembered that they had been planning to ask the bride and groom for further questioning.

However, as soon as she turned around, Cassel was gone, "Where did he go?" ”

Jack shrugged, "I guess he's gone to find the bride." ”

In the face of Beckett and Jack, the groom Gretel Murphy still has a very good attitude, and it can be seen that he is a very cultured person, but when the two ask about the situation of the deceased, his answer is slightly stronger than if he didn't know anything.

"So, when was the last time you had contact with the deceased Sophie last night?" Beckett asked.

"I think it's the same as everybody else, everyone was in the bar after the rehearsal dinner, and my uncle Teddy kept pulling me to drink, and I snuck back to my room around one o'clock, but I don't know if Sophie was still in the bar at that time."

Jack had a keen sense that he seemed to be hiding something, for his eyes flickered a little when he said this, but there was no sense of weakness in his heart, which seemed strange.

"So, you didn't sleep in the same room with the bride last night?" He felt like he had found a blind spot.

"Of course, traditionally, seeing the bride before the wedding brings bad luck." Groom Gretel frowned after speaking, "Well, now it seems that this is all completely unnecessary superstition. ”

"Ugh." Jack shut up just in time, he really didn't know there was such a tradition.

(End of chapter)