Chapter 305 The Girl in the Mirror(2/3)
Police station.
Director's Office.
"Chuck, we checked, there were phone calls threatening Miles Honings every night for two weeks before he was murdered."
Randy said.
"Don't the people at the nursing home know?"
Chuck asked the key.
"Know."
Randy complained: "But they didn't care, thinking it was just a prank, or the world's second-oldest man sent someone to scare him."
"Even after his sudden death."
Chuck said expressionlessly.
"Even after his death."
Randy was also speechless.
There were threatening calls for two weeks in advance, and then he actually died on his 115th birthday. There were so many reporters outside waiting to report that, in the end, everyone in the nursing home said it was a natural death.
There seems to be no doubt at all.
Even the police and doctors say so.
This is the treatment of the oldest man in the Guinness Book of World Records.
If it were an ordinary elderly person who entered a nursing home, no one would really care how they died.
And even if they knew he was murdered, they would probably pretend they didn't know, because that would affect the reputation of their nursing home and their income.
"Check this sanatorium."
Chuck reminded: "See if there are any other old people who died of 'natural' causes."
"good."
Randy agreed: "The suspect's fingerprints and DNA were indeed found at the murdered security guard's home, but after comparing it with the criminal database, there was no match, indicating that the suspect had not committed a crime before."
"It's not entered into the criminal database."
Chuck corrected.
"right."
Randy nodded: "Maybe he has committed a crime, but it was not entered into the criminal database for one reason or another. We also have to look at the footage taken by the reporters and saw people wearing security uniforms coming in and out.
The figure was different from that of the security guard who was killed, so he must be the murderer.
But he was wearing a hat with his head lowered, and we couldn't see his face, so we couldn't confirm who it was."
"Play it."
Chuck ordered.
Randy immediately turned the computer screen to Chuck's eyes and played the scene recorded at that time.
A tall man in a security uniform walked into the nursing home with his head lowered.
"It's the mayor's assistant."
After reading it, Chuck gave the answer.
"What?"
Randy was stunned and wanted to ask Chuck how he could see it, but when he saw Chuck's eyes, he stopped asking for the time being. He directly called up the report about the appearance of the mayor's assistant and pointed at the tall bald man in the report.
The man asked: "You mean him?"
"right."
Chuck nodded and stood up.
"where are we going?"
Randy quickly grabbed his coat and followed.
"Go to City Hall."
Chuck said.
"We don't have any evidence, is that appropriate?"
Randy reminded.
"If you ask, there will be evidence."
Chuck said calmly: "I believe the mayor will cooperate."
"..."
Randy was speechless.
He almost forgot.
If it were him, even if he was the police chief, it would be inappropriate to question the mayor's assistant just because of his presence.
But this person is Chuck, so he doesn't have so many worries.
After all, people like the mayor have always taken the initiative to invite Chuck to various parties, but Chuck refused.
town Hall.
"Randy, why are you here?"
When the two walked towards the mayor's office, they saw a tall, bald man walking out of it, and took the initiative to greet him. Then he looked at Randy in surprise, but glanced at Chuck out of the corner of his eyes.
"Dennis?"
Randy called the other person something unaccustomed.
In fact, they had met before, but at that time they called each other "Director Tischer" and "Assistant Gumball."
"This must be Dr. Wolfe. Nice to meet you."
The bald assistant looked at Chuck with a smile: "The mayor has invited you several times, but you are not available. Now take the initiative to come here. I think the mayor will be very happy."
"He will not."
Chuck said bluntly: "You don't even know how."
"..."
The bald assistant's smile faltered, and then he laughed dryly and said: "Dr. Wolfe, you really have a dry sense of humor."
"yes."
Randy nodded and said: "Chuck's cold humor has always been very strong..."
Then he talked endlessly about Chuck's cold humor in his eyes, but it was obvious that the bald assistant had no intention of listening to this, and his eyes were wandering.
"By the way, he just made another cruel joke, saying that Dennis, you pretended to be a security guard and murdered the oldest man, Miles Honings."
Randy talked for a long time and finally came to his senses. He looked at the bald assistant and said with a smile, "Then he said you went to silence the security guard again."
"This joke is not funny!"
The bald assistant became angry for a moment and glared at Randy.
"Yeah, I think so too."
Randy couldn't bear the glare, so he could only look at Chuck for help.
"Your anger comes too quickly and lasts too long."
Chuck looked at the bald assistant: "It's time to stop."
"What do you mean?"
The bald assistant didn't want to look at Chuck, but now he could only glare at Chuck.
"Scientific research shows that emotions take time to accumulate and release, and the same goes for anger."
Chuck said calmly: "Normal anger needs to be accumulated. After it is released, it cannot continue to maintain this level of anger unless it is fake.
You are using your anger to avoid answering the question you should be answering.
The person in the nursing home who entered under the guise of a security guard and murdered Miles Honings was you!"
"I do not know what you're talking about."
The bald assistant looked away and laughed as if he was angry: "You are making completely unreasonable accusations. I can sue you!"
"You can try to sue."
Chuck said bluntly: "But I dare say you don't dare."
"What's the noise outside?"
The door to the mayor's office was pushed open, and the mayor walked out with a frown. When he saw Chuck, his expression immediately changed, and he extended his hand to Chuck with a smile on his face: "Dr. Wolfe, you are here unexpectedly, why didn't you call in advance?
To be continued...