Mr. Detective did not shy away from probing and looked closely, and soon confirmed the traces on Ronald's body.

Immediately, he nodded and admitted:

"It's really caused by activities in the wild, and at least for more than a day."

"But that doesn't prove that you were wearing this dress at the time of the crime."

"After all, if you are prepared, this is something that can be faked."

"Mr. Swift!"

Ronald raised his tone and immediately fired back:

"As I said, don't question innocent passengers as prisoners!"

"According to you, is there anyone on the whole train who is not suspicious, a pregnant woman with an unclothed baby in her belly?"

“......”

"Okay, I apologize to you."

"But that's what my profession brings."

Hearing Ronald's rebuttal, Swift was silent for a few seconds before choosing to apologize, and then continued to speak:

"Next question."

"I heard that there is one passenger in this box besides you."

"Do you know his whereabouts?"

The most important inquiry has arrived!

Passengers in other carriages were asked this question, and as long as they answered honestly, it would basically be fine.

But Ronald is different!

Nessos, the guy who concealed his real name and disguised his gender and appearance, used the identity of a merchant in reality......

In reality, there may exist, but there are definitely problems!

If Ronald doesn't want to get into trouble, he has to dissociate himself from this guy.

This thing......

The difficulty is very high.

The ticket in my hand is the whole ticket of the private room in this carriage. This means that the entire private room belongs to Ronald as the ticket holder, and no one else can ride without permission.

The facts are in front of you.

Nessos spent a lot of time on the train with him.

So there must be a connection with yourself.

The answer at this moment is very important-

Deliberately raising his hand and touching his chin, sorting out the words in contemplation, Ronald spoke:

"The passenger's name is Nessos, and he claims to be a merchant......"

Swift was very perceptive, and immediately noticed Ronald's words and cast a suspicious look:

"You mean this gentleman named Nessos 'claimed' to be a trader?"

"That's right." Ronald nodded, "Self-proclaimed." ”

"That Nessos and I just met in the water, I hadn't even heard of his name in the past, and naturally I didn't know much about his profession, so I could only regard his self-introduction as 'self-proclaimed'."

“......”

Sharp sights collided in the quiet carriage.

Swift stared into Ronald's eyes, as if trying to find something inside.

But in the face of Ronald's unwavering gray pupils.

After staring for a few seconds, he gave up.

Taking a small notebook and charcoal from his jacket pocket, Swift began to write on it:

"Well, let's tell me more about this 'merchant' gentleman."

"You guys bought the tickets together?"

"Not really." Ronald shook his head and denied, "To be precise, after I revealed my aristocratic status, the Mr. Nessos, who had bought the ticket, courted me and offered to travel with me. ”

"Even before getting off the bus, he gave me the ticket for free."

“......”

Visible to the naked eye, the end of Swift's charcoal pen stopped shaking.

The stalled wrist drags Ben on, and the brooding detective ponders Ronald's rhetoric.

It took about four or five seconds before he continued to speak:

"When did this Nessos get off?"

"When I passed by the first town this morning."

Simply answering the other party, Ronald did not forget to add:

"Before that, I had washed my face with Nessos, and the guards in the car saw it at the time."

Swift went on to ask:

"And then you parted?"

Ronald nodded:

"That's right, I was the only one left when I got back to the carriage."

Smack-

With a flick of his fingertips, Swift closed the notebook he had used to record clues.

Smashing his mouth and taking a puff of his pipe, he then frowned and continued:

"Mr. Ronald, I could tell from the conversation just now that you are a smart man."

"So ......"

"You should know what your answer means, right?"

"Of course." Ronald nodded generously, "The answer just now undoubtedly deepened the possibility that I was suspected. ”

Swift is still puzzled:

"Then why are you ......?"

"Because instead of defending yourself with lies, I hope that you, the detective, can get the most accurate information, and then investigate the truth and publish it to everyone."

"As a nobleman loyal to Her Majesty the Queen."

"It's my duty."

“......”

Ronald wasn't sure if his insincere words had helped. After all, this Mr. Detective named Swift is very well concealed in some details.

Just like now—

After listening to Ronald's statement, Swift just lowered his face and thought for a moment, and then as if he stretched out his right hand:

"Okay, thank you very much."

"Then then, I hope Mr. Ronald can stay in the carriage and not move around."

"If nothing else, I'll trouble you after a while."

Ronald reached out and shook the other party vigorously:

"Willing to help."

After a brief questioning, Swift immediately turned and left the train cubicle.

Behind him, the young guard helped close the door to the cubicle.

Smack-

The doors closed, and the lights in the train aisles were cut off.

The modest space fell back into silence, with only the starlight shining through the window into the chair, casting a splash of white in front of Ronald.

“......”

Lean your back against the train wall behind you.

Ronald beckoned to the table in front of him.

The black mist of the crime of 'rape' emerged from it and hid into the inside of the garment along the cuffs.

"Whew-"

Ending the second inquiry, Ronald let out a long sigh of relief.

However, this is not a relaxation after relieving one's heart, but a move to raise greater vigilance against the current situation.

The direction Swift came from just now......

It's the other end of the civilian car.

Ignore the questioning skills shown by the other party in negotiations.

Just listening to the movements of the people around him when he appeared on the train, one can understand that this Mr. Detective must have enjoyed considerable fame in Bromwich.

Such a person with good economic conditions will not take the civilian carriage on the train.

I hadn't heard anything about his appearance before.

From this, a simple inference is drawn.

More than three hours after the Dongfeng stopped, someone on the train informed Brenwich, a hundred kilometers away, and then the detective accepted the job and rushed over.

First, the soldiers forced the train to stop, and then invited a detective from a hundred kilometers away.

Make it starry and night to rush to the suburbs of the railway.

What a huge event happened on this steam train named Dongfeng!