clown game

Chapter 170 Story Five

It is true that the character of Sheriff Pahn seems to be a little different from what he showed in the scene. According to his irritable personality and often violent law enforcement temper, how could he tolerate a third-rate detective who is idle and has no ambition to intervene? own case.
"Very well, this is a suspicious point. And the bastard on the other side doesn't know about it~" You Ren thought to himself, without showing any emotion on his face.

The story continues
The camera was still on Sergeant Parn at the table in the tavern. He had just swallowed a glass of strong wine, and the spicy taste made him twist his facial features together involuntarily.

The angle of view continues to zoom out. It turns out that there is another person sitting at Pan's table.
He is over 40 years old, but the skin on his face makes him look at least 10 years older than his actual age. His hair is so frizzy that he should have cut it randomly in front of the mirror. The cotton coat is full of wrinkles. After washing, the dust has piled up an unknown number of layers, and it has covered the surface of the clothes, making it look a little shiny.

Obviously, this is also a homeless man. At this moment, there is also a bottle of wine and a glass in front of him.But the cup obviously doesn't fit this person's aura. I saw him holding the wine bottle and inserting it directly into his mouth. Judging by the depth, the mouth of the bottle should almost go into his throat. "Gudong~gudong~" bursts of There was a clear sound of swallowing, and then he pulled the wine bottle out of his mouth in satisfaction, and made a disgusting "boo" when it left his lips. Of course, a "wine belch" was also connected.

Pain glanced at this dear friend lightly, and said, "It's pretty good that you can sit here, please, can you please stop making such disgusting noises~"

The homeless man's face was flushed, his eyes were blurred, and there was a sense of happiness that ordinary people couldn't understand: "Sir. Hiccup. I'm the only witness. Do you see?" He shook his finger, obviously meaning to say "money "this phrase.

However, Sergeant Pahn is undoubtedly the kind of old fritters who hang out in the streets and alleys, so it is no problem to deal with this kind of people who sit on the ground and raise prices, so he sighed helplessly, and said to the other party in a sincere tone: " Listen, you've probably been around the block for a long time, and you should know who I am, either take what you deserve and be a good boy or I'll bet the rest of my booze money that you'll regret what you just did said those words"

"Eh, I understand~" The homeless man spread his hands resentfully, saying, "You are the boss, you have the final say."

At this moment, there was a sound of the door being pushed open outside the camera, and the two people at the table followed the sound, and then Sergeant Pain waved his hand.

Soon, Mr. Andrew wobbled into the camera.

"Who is this?" He asked impolitely, then sat down at the table, his hair still messed up, with a sleepy look, he casually grabbed the wine bottle in front of Sergeant Parn, and poured himself a glass .
Sergeant Parn didn't say anything under this very impolite behavior, he shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and replied calmly: "You can also see that this man is a tramp, his name, It doesn't matter what he did before, and I didn't ask in detail, the important thing is that he saw a person walking out of that alley yesterday morning. That person is probably the murderer."

"Ah?" Andrew was slightly taken aback. Hearing the news seemed to wake him up a little: "How do you know that person is the murderer?"

The homeless man took the lead at this moment: "Because I walked into that alley right away, and then... I saw the dead body!"

Andrew thought for a while, and soon regained his lazy look, took a sip of the wine in the glass, and asked, "Oh? What time did you see this scene?"

"Let me think about it." The homeless man recalled: "Around 3 o'clock in the morning."

Andrew put down his glass absently: "So that's how it is. The person who walked out of an alley with corpses in the early morning is indeed very suspicious if he says that." But as he spoke, he changed the subject: "But I'm more What I care about is that you saw the body at the time, why didn't you call the police?" He squinted and stared at the other party and asked.

This is indeed worth asking. As I said before, the first person who called the police was the waiter who came out of the bar, and the homeless man found the body much earlier than the waiter.

As for the homeless man. He seemed to have been waiting for this question for a long time, and replied quickly and naturally: "At that time, it was better to think about one thing than one thing, so I didn't call the police."

After hearing this, Andrew pointed to Sergeant Pain with his chin: "It seems that you have found your conscience again?"

The homeless man nodded, "Yeah, I went back and thought about it. If I just pretended not to see it, it might be more troublesome in the future, so let's make some contributions to this society."

The voice just fell.Sergeant Pahn took over the conversation: "At 7 o'clock this morning, he came to the police station to report the crime. Since I was in charge of this case, I brought him out." He said in a low voice, "No one knows about this matter." thing!"

Andrew's eyes lit up slightly: "You mean no one knows that he saw the suspect?. I'm the only one who knows this clue?"

"Yes! Only you know, I paid him for it!" The sheriff said seriously: "So if you mess up again this time, you can't blame me!"

For such an important witness, it is undoubtedly a huge advantage for him to be the only one who knows. A murder case is not a trivial matter. If he can end the case before the police find out the murderer, he must be doing the police a big favor. All kinds of private detectives who have the ability to solve cases will be registered at the local police station and maintain a long-term cooperation with them. In the future, various cases of various sizes will definitely contact the detectives.

But the strange thing is that after Andrew listened to Sergeant Pahn's words, he didn't speak up immediately, but seemed to hesitate before he said, "Uh, okay, I see, let's continue to ask about the case." .”

As he spoke, he turned his head and cast his gaze at the homeless man. During this time, the homeless man obviously didn't care much about the conversation between him and the sheriff, and kept drinking on his own.
"Hi~ Let me say." Andrew interrupted the homeless man's "self-indulgent" drinking behavior: "If it's really like what you said, I'm a little curious, why were you still on the street at that time? hang out?"

The homeless man pulled out the bottle from his throat with some reluctance: "Hi, I didn't hang around, I just got up to pee."

Andrew nodded: "then why did you go to that alley after peeing instead of going back to sleep."

The homeless man stared with drunken eyes: "I saw that man flustered, so I was curious, so I went in and took a look."

After listening to the other party's answer, Andrew thought about it for a while, and felt that it seemed reasonable, so he continued to ask: "Oh, well, now tell me what that person looks like, the more detailed the better."

The homeless man should be drunk at this time, and he was a little dizzy, so he shook his head vigorously, and then put on a look of thinking: "A man, a beige windbreaker, not tall, came from the alley in a panic. He came out with something in his hand, as if he was still carrying something."

"What?" Hearing this, Andrew naturally wanted to ask.

The homeless man frowned vigorously, but he didn't seem to be able to wake up any more. He said in a daze, "Ah, to be honest, I didn't see it clearly. But looking at the corpse, it might be a knife."

When Andrew heard this, he seemed to have thought of something, so he didn't continue to ask. "The murder weapon? Is it a knife?" He muttered in a voice that only he could hear, and he didn't know what was going on in his mind.The camera was aimed at his thoughtful eyes, zoomed in quickly until they were caught in the pupils, and the picture was pitch black.
(End of this chapter)