It was a room not much different from the others, and the three of them sat next to each other at the coffee table. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Name"

The two took out the notebooks they carried with them and took notes in a hurry. An Yizhi just showed a threatening gesture, and at this time he was going to sing a black face, and it was good to talk about it.

"Monston. Green"

"Gender"

“……”

Mungston looked at Tu Hongyu with the eyes of a fool.

"Then, we'll write about your gender, which is suspected of being male."

“…… Male"

"What were you doing at the time of the crime?"

"What do you say?"

"I'm a police officer, I'm questioning, and you're asking me?"

"I have the right to be silent"

Tu Hongyu glanced at An Yi, he had no problem with this fat man who didn't cooperate.

The latter gave him a reassuring look, and then slapped it on the coffee table with a screeching sound.

"Mr. Monston, you're the murderer!"

"Be careful when you speak, beware of me suing you for slander and intimidation"

"You were the closest to the victim at the time, just five steps away. And as the first guest to come to the annex, it is not difficult to secretly hide the murder weapon in advance."

"Then tell me how I managed to find Eugene's place in the dark."

"That's up to you"

"Nonsense!"

Munston pushed away the coffee table and stood up in a huff:

"You don't have any proof! All speculation is just your imagination! ”

"That's right, it's just imagination"

An Yizhi said calmly:

"When the rainstorm stops, the outside media will come with the police mobilization, what do you think the journalists who have the first purpose of their eyeballs will write? Besides, there is a journalist among the guests, and no matter how you defend yourself, you are most likely to commit a crime in the eyes of outsiders, even if there is no evidence. Mr. Monston, I don't think you're stupid, you should understand the truth of all mouths."

Munston was stunned for a moment, then reluctantly sat back on the couch and said:

"I was holding Fanny and she was scared by the sudden power outage"

"Fanny? Is it your wife? ”

"That's right"

If he is telling the truth, then he is not the murderer, of course, just if, there is also the possibility of the husband and wife colluding in advance.

"What is your relationship with the victim?"

"Friends"

"Very close friends?"

"No, the relationship is average, Eugene is a very strong guy who likes to show off, so the popularity is not very good"

"It's a competitor, right?"

Munston looked at Ann with a difference:

"How do you know?"

"Guess, since the victim likes to show off, then he can get more satisfaction by showing off to his competitors"

"We are indeed competitors, but the conflict is not serious, he is mainly in the pharmaceutical business, while I am in the timber business"

Pharmaceutical and wood? You can't fight between the two? Will there be competition for Mao?

"Why do you have a different focus and become a competitor?"

“……”

He was reluctant to answer this question directly, and only excused himself by saying that it was a trade secret and had nothing to say.

After trying to knock on the side a few more times, but still couldn't get an answer, An Yizhi had to write the line 'There is a motive to kill' on a notepad.

"What do you know about other people? Except for your wife."

"No, it's the first time we've met"

"Not even the stewards and servants?"

"Because this is my first time at Eugene's house, I usually meet at the dance party in the city"

"Do you know the origin of the ancient book that the victim said?"

At the end, An Yizhi asked more.

"I don't know, I've occasionally heard some rumors about Eugene's ancestors, similar to what he said before he was killed"

An Yi pointed to look at Tu Hongyu, and saw that he had nothing to ask, so he immediately closed the notebook and said:

"Mr. Monston, let's open the skylight and speak brightly."

"What?"

I almost forgot that these Brits don't understand the proverbs of the Celestial Empire.

"I mean, let's be honest about how you behaved when you found the body."

He said, staring at Monston's expression, or rather eyes.

"According to my statistics, 93% of people are shocked when they first see a human corpse, followed by fear or even nausea, unless they are forensic doctors or soldiers who are used to seeing corpses. But you were shocked for a moment, then you regained your composure, and before everyone else could recover from it, you began to point out that the chef was the murderer."

Tu Hongyu whispered:

"Where did you get the statistics?"

"Made-up"

“……”

Munston didn't hear the whispers between the players, and replied:

"Am I naturally bold?"

"Okay, but you just looked to the left when you spoke, and you probably didn't know that humans react this way when they imagine or fabricate or lie, which makes me even more convinced that you know something."

“……”

There was only silence in the answer, and Ann pointed and said:

"You also know the stakes between this, and I don't want to emphasize it anymore, it is not good for your career to be suspected of murder"

No matter what Ann said, Munston remained silent, and his expression didn't look like he was uneasy, but like he was winning.

What is his dependence?

Players don't have to worry about the impact after the end of the dungeon, but NPCs are different, they live in this world, and the most basic thing if they want to live well is to abide by the law, at least on the surface.

This person obviously has a problem, don't think that the nouveau riche are a bunch of shit luck guys, but anyone who can get a lot of money, no matter which one has something to do in one aspect, it is definitely not a sentence of luck that can explain it. It is impossible for him not to know the impact of the words "murder suspicion" on his career.

What keeps Mungston from worrying about being saddled with murder suspicions? Maybe...... He thinks this matter will not be exposed?

I know that he may know some truths, but he just can't ask whether he is alive or dead. After all, in such a dungeon background, players can't use skills, otherwise an Aiva Black Tentacle** can scare the thing.

–‐‐——–‐‐——

"You may be seated, Mrs. Green"

The second witness to the send-off of Munston was his wife.

Her face was still pale, apparently frightened at the sight of Eugene's body.

This was a normal reaction, and as an ordinary person, Monston was too calm.

"Name"

"Fanny. Green"

"Gender"

“……”

Like her husband, she also looked at Tu Hongyu with stupid eyes.

"Ask something real, don't learn it from that TV series."

"It's hard to be a policeman, and it's enjoyable"

"Ahem!"

Coughing lightly to relieve the embarrassment, An Yizhi asked:

"Mrs. Green, what were you doing at the time of the crime?"

"I was scared because there was a sudden power outage and I hugged Monston"

Consistent with Munston's testimony, it somewhat increases the credibility of that testimony.

"Have you seen any other guests before you came here again?"

"No, but I read about Mr. Charles in the newspapers."

"Oh? What was mentioned in the newspapers? ”

Mrs. Green recalled:

"He miraculously survived in enemy-occupied territory and managed to join up with a large army, that's all there is to it"

During the war, even after the war, heroes are always the object of state propaganda, which can help alleviate all kinds of dissatisfaction caused by the war at home.

"Is there any mention of his life?"

"There are some ...... It only mentions the date of his birth and his family situation."

"Please tell us more about his family"

"Hmm...... There were five people in his family, his grandfather, his parents, and a twin brother, but his grandfather died before the war began, his parents also died of illness, and the twin brother disappeared while fighting in Africa."

Alone?

"What is your relationship with the victim?"

"Okay...... It should have nothing to do with the case."

Mrs. Green gave an ambiguous answer, which certainly did not satisfy Ann Yizhi.

"Please be precise, I need to know more information"

Mrs. Green looked at Tu Hongyu in embarrassment, and then bit her lower lip:

"Anyway, you can find these when you go back to the police station, so I'll just say it."

She took out a photograph from the compartment of the lady's handbag she was carrying, and the figures on it were a photograph of Mrs. Green and the deceased Eugene, ...... Well, it's indecent.

"Before marrying Monston, I had a sweet relationship with Eugene, but I couldn't marry into a wealthy family like Eugene with status and status, so I left Eugene and chose Monston who had been pursuing me."

"After becoming Mrs. Green, do you still have any connection to Eugene?"

“…… I don't want to answer"

There is such a favorite content, and it is said that Monston's head is full of green.

In this way, Monston's motive for killing is not only business competition, but also may be cuckolded.

"So, did you keep this picture for the purpose of extorting money?"

"That's right"

She generously admitted:

"Mr. Officer, don't look at me doing well now, it's just because Monston likes my face, and I'll not end well when he finds a younger and more beautiful girl in a few years, so I must not plan for the future."

Fanny. Green is not as weak as he looks on the outside, but he is also quite scheming on the inside, but he is still too naïve, and it is too taken for granted to blackmail others with this photo.

Maybe she knew it vaguely herself, otherwise she wouldn't have taken it out so happily.

A woman like her is sad, she is beautiful when she is favored, and if she is not favored, she may live on the streets, or even do some leather and meat business to make a living.

Therefore, no matter whether they are beautiful or ugly, the most important thing for people is self-improvement.

But Yasuchi didn't intend to say anything about other people's lifestyles, and after promising not to make the transcript public to anyone, he moved on to the next question.

"How much do you know about the business rivalry between the victim and your husband?"

"Not a lot, and Monston never talked to me about business, but one time Eugene drank too much and mentioned that there was a problem with a batch of lumber that Monston was transporting from South America, which made him very angry."

How can a problem of doing timber transportation make Eugene angry in the pharmaceutical industry? It doesn't make sense.

Continuing to ask, Mrs. Green still couldn't tell why, she only knew this.