Chapter 184

Before Tu Hongyu sent Mrs. Green away and called the next person in, an Yizhi thought about the current information a little.

The biggest doubt in the current testimony is the relationship between Eugene and munston. They not only have some business competition, but also seem to have some connections, mixed with jealousy for a woman.

Although monston's motive for killing is the most abundant, an Yizhi always feels that he is not a prisoner, but he must know some of the truth.

As for what this part of the truth is, it is probably the main task.

"Please sit down, Mr. Charles."

Thinking of this, Tu Hongyu came back with Charles.

"Excuse me, I'll give you my full cooperation"

Charles has at least a better attitude than Monson.

"Name"

"Charles Ferguson"

"Sex..."

"Let's skip this paragraph"

Tu Hongyu was really addicted to asking. He was interrupted by an Yizhi and still had some unfinished business.

"Mr. Charles, what were you doing at the time of the crime?"

"I was a little surprised at first, and then quietly waited for the power to recover."

"Did you see anything unusual?"

"No, I didn't see Mr. Eugene's body until the power was restored."

"How can you be sure at first glance that it's a body? Maybe Mr. Eugene can still be saved"

Tu Hongyu, who had been listening to an's inquiry, felt that he had caught a doubt and asked proudly.

"It's experience, officer"

Charles's expression was calm. After all, he was a man who had experienced the purgatory war. Such a small scene was nothing in his eyes.

"I have witnessed the moment of human death more than 100 times, whether just dead or dead for a period of time. When I see the handle behind Mr. Eugene and the flow of blood on the ground, I can judge that he is dead."

"Er..."

There was no pause. Charles answered Tu Hongyu's question at a very fast speed, which made him very angry.

I just want to show it. As for such a happy face

An Yizhi wrote "experienced" in his notebook and asked:

"Do you know any other guests, including servants?"

"No, everyone met for the first time."

Charles paused a little while saying this, which aroused Ann's suspicion.

"Please don't hide it, Mr. Charles."

"Well, I do know someone"

"Who?"

"Mr. Hammill"

"Since you know him, why hide it?"

He hesitated for a moment, then lifted up his left trouser leg to reveal his wooden prosthesis:

"I lost my left foot in the war. My operation was performed by Mr. Hamill. I hid it because I didn't want others to know I was disabled."

Charles's psychology is not uncommon. People who come back from the battlefield are either physically or mentally disabled. There are very few people with physical and mental health. He doesn't want others to treat him as a disabled person. It's understandable.

"Do you know more about Mr. Hamill, especially why he changed from a surgeon to a stockbroker?"

Shaking his head, Charles said:

"I had only a few connections with Mr. Hamill. At that time, I was a wounded soldier and he was a doctor. It was so simple that I didn't know any more."

"What do you know about the victim?"

"When I was injured, I once lived in the hospital opened by Mr. Eugene. When the state publicized my deeds, Mr. Eugene appeared, took the opportunity to publicize his new drugs and gave me a cooperation fee."

"So Mr. Hamill used to work in Mr. Eugene's hospital?"

"Yes"

The relationship between the characters was gradually clarified. Among the guests, except that an Yizhi and Tu Hongyu were parachuted and hard inserted, others were more or less involved in Eugene's interests, not pure friends.

"You just mentioned new drugs. What's that?"

"I'm not sure. It's said to be an analgesic. It was distributed to the troops on a small scale in the late war, but the war ended before mass production."

At the bottom of Eugene's column, he wrote "new drug development of suspected analgesics." an Yizhi continued:

"Have you been a reporter since the end of the war?"

"Does this have anything to do with the case?"

"No, it's just personal curiosity"

Charles was a little strange, but he didn't think much:

"Yes, I can't continue to serve because of my leg disability. After I retired from the army, the army arranged for me to become an editor of the newspaper. However, I don't like sitting at my desk all day, which makes me feel like a waste, so I took the initiative to choose to be a reporter who draws materials from abroad."

At present, there is no problem with his testimony, but as the last person to arrive, he is suspicious. For example, why did he borrow a friend's car when he didn't come?

An Yizhi didn't ask this question because the reason was too easy to make up and it was difficult to judge whether it was true or false.

"I have nothing to ask. Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Charles."

"You're welcome. I hope to catch Mr. Eugene's murderer early."

He stood up and was about to open the door when Ann suddenly asked:

"Who do you think is the most likely murderer?"

Charles couldn't help opening the door. He hesitated:

"Just a guess. In my opinion, Mr. Hamill is most likely"

"Oh? Is there any reason?"

"Intuition, no other reason"

Intuition

Charles also hides some secrets. Although his answer has always been so stable, it is too normal in an Yizhi's view.

Normal, as if rehearsed in advance.

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"Mr. Hammill, please don't worry. It's just a simple inquiry. We won't torture you."

"Uh... Um"

Hamir has been trembling since he entered the door. He just lowered his head and didn't dare to look at any other place. He is a cowardly little man in both appearance and behavior.

"Well, I began to ask. You just answer truthfully."

"Well, OK"

To be honest, an Yizhi always felt that hamir seemed to be frightened by Tu Hongyu's height of nearly two meters. He tried not to stimulate each other and said:

"Mr. Hammill, do you know anything about others?"

"Er... Because of business contacts, Mr. munston and his wife often meet. As for Mr. chase, I feel familiar, but I can't remember."

The doctor receives a large number of patients every day. Maybe the patients still remember the doctor, but the doctor can't remember every patient treated by himself. Therefore, Hammill's answer is not wrong.

"Where's the servant?"

"No"

An Yi pointed to a strange question:

"None?"

"Yes, they were not the servants who received me last time I came here."

"When was the last time you came?"

"About two years ago, when the war was just over."

"Do you know where the old servant has gone?"

"I don't know. I'm just a worker for Mr. Eugene."

"Speaking of this, can you explain why you changed from a good surgeon to a stockbroker?"

"Alas..."

Hammill talked heavily:

"I accidentally cut my hand when I operated on the wounded. Although it did not affect my daily life, I hurt the nerve line and I can no longer stand in front of the operating table."

Surgeons' hands are their treasures. It often takes decades of hard work to develop a pair of skillful hands, but it only takes a few seconds to destroy them. This is an unacceptable fact for doctors.

"In order to make a living, I had to re-enter the qualification of stockbroker. Fortunately, I have some talents in this field, and Mr. Kim is willing to continue to hire me."

"So you appreciate having Mr. Kim?"

"Well, yes"

"Please tell the truth, we are all professionals. We can see if you lie at a glance."

Professional fart, in fact, an Yi means simply cheating him.

"I can't say I'm grateful... I'm a little angry."

"Why? Didn't Mr. Eugene continue to hire you?"

Some of Hammill didn't want to answer this question. He just perfunctorized with "Mr. Eugene is not an easy-going person", without specifying what was going on.

An Yizhi had to skip this question and continue to the next question:

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

"When the power was off, I accidentally touched my glasses. It fell into my plate and was covered with yogurt. Then until the light was on, I was looking for a handkerchief and wiping my glasses."

"Did you hear or see anything suspicious?"

He shook his head and said:

"Since I lost my job as a surgeon, my myopia has become more and more serious. I can hardly see anything without my glasses, let alone in the dark."

"Do you mind if I look at your glasses?"

"Please"

After taking Hamill's glasses, I felt dizzy after looking through the lens for a while. The degree of this pair of glasses is definitely not low. Hamill didn't lie. The myopia with this pair of glasses is almost the same as being blind without glasses.

"As for Mr. munston, my testimony here says that he had a competitive relationship with Mr. Eugene. Do you know that?"

"I don't know. I'm only responsible for helping Mr. Eugene manage some stocks."

"You have only an employment relationship with the victim? Then why did the victim invite you to his house, and it doesn't sound like the first time"

"Maybe I worked for him for a short time and a long time"

Hammill smiled at himself with some helplessness hidden in his smile:

"Maybe my business ability is OK. He asks to come here directly for every annual report. Besides me, there are several agents who also work for him, and they have also been invited."

"You mean it's your turn to report this time, so it's a coincidence that you're here today?"

"Yes"

"Tell me about Mr. Eugene in your eyes"

"Er... Although it's not very good to arrange the dead in this way, to be honest, Mr. Eugene is not an easy-going person."

Mrs. Green said something similar. Ann pointed and made a gesture to continue.

"Mr. Kim likes to show off. He will show off only where he is better than others. In addition, he is moody. Sometimes he is in a good mood, but he will scold others with a straight face the next second. Everyone of his immediate employees thinks Mr. Eugene is difficult to get along with, but his benefits to employees are good, which is why everyone has never resigned and switched to others "Reason"

An Yi pointed to adding a few more strokes to the notebook, and Hammill said tentatively:

"Isn't it... Isn't it none of my business?"

"Oh, sorry, I was a little distracted just now. Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Hamill."

Seeing Hamil leave, it's time to ask some servants.