Chapter 40: Professionals
"Flower buckleβ"
Playing with the small work with one hand, Ronald's thoughts drifted away.
Themselves and these ordinary passengers are completely different.
Their origins are clear, and there is nothing suspicious about their identities and appearances.
For them, the forced stop of the train will only become a conversation point in the future, or just a novel experience.
But Ronald is different.
He came from a remote and backward mountainous area, and his family was so corrupt that he couldn't afford to hire many cheap servants, and no matter how he looked at it, it looked like an identity used to disguise himself.
Not to mention that because of his previous trip to Montenegro, he also changed into a set of clothes that didn't fit well, and almost all the details were suspicious.
"Tsk-"
To be honest, Ronald was a little helpless.
If he is a little more insane, he can now expand the scope of the sin of 'rape' and squander the power of the original canon without restraint, so that it will be easy to get out of the current troubles.
But alas, Ronald won't do that.
As a human being, the bottom line is indestructible, and if you have the power, you will unscrupulously put your desires above the pain of others, this kind of behavior is simply ......
- Disgusting.
"So what the hell is going to do......"
With sadness on his face, Ronald even gave up his sitting posture this time, and simply lay down on the chair.
His hands crossed and his head were crossed, and his legs were restlessly cocked.
As if lying in the bedroom in his own living room, Ronald stared at the roof of the carriage in a daze.
......
Forget it, I choose to give up -
Simply break the jar and break it.
Don't want to!
Anyway, it's a matter involving the military.
According to his previous observations, the middle-aged soldier, or officer, is not like a guy who is used to wronging others.
After all, he didn't commit a crime, but he was detained for a period of time.
Facing the sky, he also has the identity of a nobleman of Grad as a helper.
I haven't been idle since I crossed over.
Relax once in a while.
ββββ
After Ronald lay down, the train continued to stop for about three hours.
With the departure of the prosecutors, although the people's hearts are still fluctuating, the commotion caused by this search in this carriage has gradually died down.
At least that's what happened to the average passenger on the bus.
It was completely dark outside.
It's late at night.
Ronald, who was lying in a chair, opened the window and quietly sniffed the cold wind in the chair.
Under the dark night sky, the icy air was somewhat unexpected.
I've heard that Brunwich is a large city in Grad and one of the largest urban settlements in the world.
In the context of the Industrial Revolution, Ronald was ready for heavily polluted air.
What about the facts?
β Not really.
As we approached Brenwich, the air blowing from the window was just low, far less filthy than it had imagined, and the sky could even see the stars.
"It doesn't look like it's a bad decision to live in Brunwich."
"At least the industrial pollution is not so bad."
You must know that on Earth, London, which was once heavily polluted by industrialization, has a serious impact area of more than 50 kilometers.
You can still smell the fresh air in your current location, and the living environment in Brunwich is basically not too bad.
If you have some spare time, you can even plant some flowers and plants when you settle down.
By the way, learn about the state of plants in this world.
Muttering a jumble of thoughts, the train beneath Ronald remained motionless.
"Someone has passed......"
"Is that Mr. Swift?"
"You can't be mistaken!"
"Wasn't he in Brunwich, how could he be on the train?"
β......β
Suddenly, the sound of people in the other boxes discussing could be heard in the window.
This also made the cranky Ronald cheer up.
Rolling over from his chair, he leaned his head against the window and watched.
The sound was coming from a carriage quite far away, so the guy who made them exclaim should be close to his place by now......
Bang Bang
At the moment when Ronald made a judgment in his heart, a sharp knock sounded at the door of the box.
Immediately, the box door was rudely opened from the outside.
Accompanied by a young guard, a middle-aged man in a tan coat with a nose mirror on his chest walked in.
Looking at Ronald, who was sitting by the window, he asked rather quickly:
"You're Ronald Adler?"
"Exactly."
"A nobleman from Joiz?"
"That's right."
"Where were you this morning between seven and nine?"
"Sleep in the carriage."
"You ......"
"You wait first!"
Just as the man was about to continue, Ronald interrupted him.
"To be clear, what happened on the train has nothing to do with me."
"Don't talk to me with this attitude of interrogating criminals!"
For the newcomer, Ronald's brain, which had only been resting for three hours, was reminding him.
- It's a big problem!
A series of high-speed questions and answers, in addition to emphasizing the primary and secondary relationship between the two and grasping the right to speak.
It is also the other party who hopes to use intensive questions to force himself to reveal his flaws.
It's not the same as the officers at night.
At this moment, the man in the tan coat is definitely a negotiation expert or a criminal investigation-related worker.
Don't be careless!
Sure enough, after Ronald opened his mouth to interrupt himself.
The man's eyes immediately sharpened, and at the same time, he lost the smell of urgency before.
Looking at Ronald steadily, the guy reached out and pulled a pipe out of his coat, lit it, and took a puff in his mouth.
"Yes, Mr. Ronald."
"Then let's introduce myself."
"I'm a professional detective from Brunwich, Swift Lewis."
"Came to fix what happened in the car."
"For now, I'd like you to answer me a few questions."
Unsurprisingly, Ronald guessed right.
This guy is a detective.
Looking at Swift's classic look, and hearing this rigorous inquiry, he even had the feeling that he had traveled to a detective novel and then been targeted by a famous detective.
"Ahh
Sighing, Ronald straightened his sitting posture and responded to the other party:
"Excuse me."
"As long as it doesn't cause me unnecessary trouble, I'll answer all your relevant questions."
"Good."
Seeing Ronald's posture, Swift also realized that the man in front of him was not simple.
To such an inquiry, he simply spoke:
"Then the first question, the clothes on your body clearly don't fit, why is that?"
"This is what I wore before I got on the train."
Swift's first question hit the nail on the head.
The clothes changed on Montenegro are not their own after all.
In front of careful people, it is inevitable that you will see the clues.
In this case, the detective's habitual thinking will consider whether it was because he was in a hurry to cover up his tracks after committing the crime.
And for this matter, Ronald has long been ready to speak.
While responding, he also showed the other party the traces left by his clothes in the field:
"Look at this, it was made in the Joiz Forest before, you should be able to tell when it happened, right?"