Unfortunately, William Temple's account at the Imperial Bank did not have any apparently unusual money flows, and the investigation was once again deadlocked.

Roque is not in a hurry, no matter how cunning the fox is, he can't fight a good hunter, Roque still believes in the power of the investigation system, Johannesburg in this era, may have the strictest urban management system in the world, as long as the criminals leave clues, they will not be able to escape the investigation of the police department.

As a result, there was good news in the afternoon, the day after Roque left for Pretoria, three Italians stayed in a hotel not far from William Temple's house, and one of them asked the innkeeper for some information about William Temple, which was confirmed by a woman who worked in a special trade, and the Italians did not seem to hide their purpose, and discussed William Temple in front of the woman.

The investigation into the three Italians began immediately, and the news came from the train station that the three Italians had taken a train to Cape Town the day after William Temple's death, much to the disappointment of many.

At this time, more than 72 hours have passed since the incident, and with reference to the work efficiency of this era, under normal circumstances, this case can be handled as a headless case.

There are many such cases in police stations in every city.

Only Roque did not give up, and after receiving the report, he immediately sent a telegram to Luo Yi, asking Luo Yi to find the three Italians in Cape Town.

It seems that Roque's current efforts are like looking for a needle in a haystack, and no one can guarantee whether the three Italians are still in Cape Town, and if they have returned to Europe, or have gone elsewhere from Cape Town, then even Da Luo Jinxian will be powerless.

What's more, now the three Italians are only suspects, and Roque has no evidence in his hand to show that they murdered William Temple.

Luo Yi's performance did not disappoint Roque.

Cape Town is still prosperous at night, the port area is still a city that never sleeps, and it is now also the traditional sphere of influence of the Chinese police, since Roque got the jurisdiction of the port area, the port area has been controlled by the Chinese police, from Roque to Anton, and now to Luo Yi, the inspectors responsible for managing the port area are all Chinese.

In the past, when ocean-going ships docked in Cape Town, Chinese sailors would go ashore to have fun and might not even be allowed to enter the bar, which often led to clashes between Chinese sailors and bar security.

Now this situation will never happen, all bars in Cape Town are open to Chinese, and Chinese people will not be discriminated against in any way in bars.

In the corner of the pier, Dijean is still using a gold coin to cheat money, and the "To" mixed in the crowd has now been replaced by Boers, their skin color and accent are more confusing, no one would have thought that Indians would partner with Boers to cheat money, let alone that there are Chinese policemen on standby in the bar next to them, although this scam has been going on for several years, but now every night, Dijang can earn more than ten or twenty pounds.

If you think about it carefully, it is really that people have their own lives, and four years ago, Roque and Dijean were still partners.

It's only been four years, Roque is now the Imperial Baron, the chief of the Johannesburg Police, but Dijean is still just a patrolman, cheating money on the Cape Town dock every day, although Dijan's methods are now very skilled, even Luo Yi is ashamed of himself, but there is no comparison between Dijang and Roque.

Table Mountain Bar is still bustling, the air is filled with the smell of alcohol, and the four bartenders at the bar are busy, don't underestimate these bartenders, they are the most well-informed people in all of Cape Town.

Two policemen in police uniforms came to the bar and immediately attracted the attention of the bartender, there were many policemen who came to Table Mountain Bar to consume, but no one ever wore a police uniform, because of the relationship between Ida and Roque, and the police never came to ask for trouble, so the bartender's attitude was very good.

"Officer, would you like a beer? It's free—"

Oaktown is now a well-known wine region, and beer is of course one of Oaktown's products, and Table Mountain Bar's cold beer is Cape Town's best-selling drink in the summer, with a pure taste, bright and delicate hops, and the key is that it is not expensive, so it was immediately popular in Cape Town.

"No, Tom, it's still working time—" The officer showed the badge on his chest, intentionally or unintentionally, and the bartender's attitude immediately straightened up: "Have you seen three Italians lately?" ”

"Of course I have seen it, I see Italians every day, they love to drink, and they are very good at provoking people, but they are not very good at hands." The bartender's ridicule, intentionally or unintentionally, Italians are notoriously cute in Europe, and like the Austro-Hungarian Empire, which is known as the "sick man of Europe", they are the favorite objects of ridicule of Europeans.

The problem of Austria-Hungary was the constant internal strife, the structure of the country was complicated, because of the succession to the throne of the Ottoman Sultan, the country was very unstable, and ten years later, it was because of the internal strife of the Austro-Hungarian Empire that led to the outbreak of the First World War.

"Ha, I'm not kidding, three Italians from Johannesburg, one fat man with a full beard, one with a thin build, and the other with a strong body, they probably came to Cape Town two days ago, and if you think about it, they have something to do with a murder—" The policeman patiently reminded the bartender, and when he heard "Johannesburg", the bartender's attitude finally became serious.

The bartenders at Table Mountain Bar knew that Roque was now the chief of the Johannesburg Police Department, and since the three Italians were from Johannesburg, it must have something to do with Roque.

"I think I've seen it—but I'm not impressed—" The bartender recalled, but he wasn't too impressed, the bartender had seen so many people every day, and although most of the time the bartenders had a good memory, it didn't guarantee that they would remember everyone they met.

There is more than one bartender: "William, have you ever seen a fat Italian man with a big beard in the past two days?" ”

"A fat Italian man with a big beard? Of course I did, a lot of people here are—" William didn't take it seriously, and when he replied, he was still busy with his work.

"Seriously, from Johannesburg—" Tom reminded.

"Oh-oh, let me think—it seems to be—" William looked up, then immediately straightened his eyes, for a fat man with a big beard had just arrived at the bar.

"Brother, bring me another cup of Cape Town and give me one of the best memories—" the fat man greeted William in Peninsular-style English.

"That's right, bring me a Cape Town too, and we're going to have a good drink tonight—" A thin fellow greeted.

"A glass of depth charge—" A muscular guy was silent.

"Okay, wait a minute—" William gave Tom a meaningful look as he collected the money.

The two policemen had disappeared, and after a few more moments, before the wine had been mixed, the two policemen returned to the Table Mountain Bar.

"Italians?" The sheriff went straight to the fat Italian man with a full beard.

"Yes—" The fat man was calm, but his fingers tapped the bar quickly.

"Visited Johannesburg the other day?" The sheriff continued to ask.

"No, we've never been to Johannesburg-" The fat man denied it directly, then got up and wanted to leave: "Forget it, don't drink it, give my wine to the officer-"

"Wait!" The sheriff puts his hand on the fat man's shoulder and presses the fat man back onto the stool.

At this time, the fat man suddenly grabbed the sheriff's wrist with his backhand, ready to control the sheriff.

The sheriff reacted quickly, and with one hand, he directly dragged the fat man off the chair and pushed him to the ground.

Someone suddenly shouted at the bar, and several customers at the bar quickly dodged, the police arrest people is not common in the bar, but fights are very common, so the big guys have long been surprised.

"Don't move!"

"Warning, put your hands where I can see, or I'll shoot!"

A dozen police officers suddenly swarmed in, and the jet-black and shiny Webley revolver was a sight to behold, and only then did the others realize what had happened, and the band immediately stopped playing, and the whole bar was silent, which is indeed rare in Table Mountain Bar.

The strong man's hands were already stretched into the placket, and then Tie Qing slowly took out his hands.

"What's going on?" Only then did the emaciated guy react.

"Don't move, you've been arrested, we suspect you're related to a case, and you're going back to the police station with us now for investigation—" Luo Yi only appeared at this time, and before he could finish speaking, more than a dozen policemen rushed up, handcuffing the three Italians, and the three revolvers were immediately searched.

"We didn't do anything!" The fat man is still hard-mouthed.

"I didn't say that you did it, you are just suspicious, now follow me back to the police station, if you don't commit a crime, I will naturally let you go." Luo Yi is not welcome, it is not up to them to decide whether they commit a crime or not.

Seeing that the police took the three people away, Luo Yi didn't see Ida come forward.

After receiving Roque's telegram, Roy has been to Table Mountain many times, hoping to meet Ada, but he has never met her, and Ada is like she has not returned to Cape Town, and no one has seen her.

Back at the police station, Luo Yi did not rush to interrogate the three Italians, but sent a telegram to Roque first.

"Caught? Very good, let Luo Yi be interrogated on the spot, and there is no need to send people back - "Roque doesn't want people, as long as the result is more than a thousand kilometers from Johannesburg to Cape Town, God knows what moths will appear on the road, so it is still interrogated on the spot, of course it is good to be able to successfully conclude the case, even if it can't be successfully concluded, there is no need for Roque to wipe Luo Yi's ass."

The results were quite good, and on the day they were caught at the Cape Town Police Station, the three Italians opened their mouths that they had indeed murdered William Temple.

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