Chapter 2557 Dear Mr. Detective 08
Alric held up the black teacup and asked again, "So, there was a compartment under his original table, and inside the box was a gold brooch."
"Vincent told me before that he would give it to his beloved. Did you receive this brooch?"
Eleanor looked at Alric questioningly.
When Jinchen heard this, he looked at Joshua first and found that his face turned pale.
Jinchen was lost in thought, then he heard Eleanor say, "Vincent has given me many gifts, but never that gold brooch, Inspector."
Alric just smiled.
"I'm sorry, Miss Eleanor."
Jinchen leaned close to Alrick's ear and whispered, "Alrick, are you familiar with Master Vincent?"
Everyone knows the gifts hidden in the study, which goes beyond the ordinary friendship.
Alric replied briefly, "Perhaps."
Strange answer.
Jinchen didn't ask any more questions and turned his attention back to the case.
He took the little notebook from his pocket.
But in just a day and a half, nearly half of the little notebook had been filled with writing and drawing.
Alric curled his lip inexplicably. If he hadn't noticed that Cyril was always drawing on it, he would probably have believed that he had collected a lot of clues.
Jinchen said to everyone politely and modestly, "So, what were you doing during the time when Master Vincent died?"
"I'm sorry, I know this has been asked many times by different inspectors, but it's important."
If you keep asking this question over and over again, if the person is making things up, it is unlikely that he will remember what he said the last time or the last few times.
Jinchen can capture the unusual points from these details.
Joshua still gave the same answer: he went to Vincent's study to get painkillers because he was not feeling well. He left after 10:30 and returned to the bedroom to rest. He was not until he was awakened by the noise that he learned that Vincent was dead.
Joshua said softly, "Silas is my valet, he can vouch for me."
Silas nodded.
Jinchen took a look and said nothing.
Miss Eleanor said, "I was in my room that evening choosing a dress."
"If things hadn't come to this, if Vincent hadn't..." Eleanor choked up a little and fanned herself again, "We should have gone out for fun. This is also the reason why I came here."
"Choose a skirt?" Jinchen suddenly asked back, and the gentleness in his tone was a little less, emphasizing the point.
"Yes, Miss Eleanor?"
Eleanor nodded hesitantly. "What's wrong?"
So everyone looked at Jinchen as he seriously turned a few pages of the notebook, looking for something carefully.
I read it several times.
Alric: "..."
Bruce was an impatient man with a bad temper. He immediately retorted to Alric, "Has your detective agency gotten this poor? The notebooks you provide to your detectives are so shabby!"
Jinchen: "...?"
He had barely managed to find the previous record among a pile of strange drawings when he heard this and quickly said, "I'm sorry, Sheriff Bruce, I just thought it was convenient."
"Okay, hurry up," Bruce urged.
Jin Chen cleared his throat. "I asked the gatekeeper this morning, and he said he saw you, Miss Eleanor, coming back from the garden around ten o'clock that evening, and then taking the path back to the guest bedroom stairs. But you said you were only choosing clothes in your room. Is he lying?"
Jinchen's words surprised everyone.
Alric and Bruce both looked at the lady with inquiring eyes.
Eleanor lowered her head, but Jinchen did not miss the panic on her face. He even saw her bite her lip, looking as if she was unable to speak.
Suddenly, Eleanor covered her face and cried, her tight-waisted dress made her cry so weakly.
Jinchen was afraid that she would faint, so he didn't ask any further questions and waited until Eleanor had caught her breath.
"I'm sorry... Inspector, I... I lied." Eleanor bit her lip and cried, "Before ten o'clock that night, Vincent and I... had a date in the garden, and then he went back to the study."
When Bruce heard this, he realized that this situation would greatly interfere with solving the case.
"Miss Eleanor! Why didn't you say anything before!"
He was very angry and his beard stood up.
Eleanor quickly lowered her head, holding it in her hands, and groaned in pain.
"I'm sorry, I dare not say it. I hope to have another marriage. My family is on the verge of bankruptcy and needs a husband who is a count... Oh, I'm sorry, even though I love Vincent so much."
Even for an unmarried couple, it is indeed not a very decent thing to meet in a garden late at night.
Bruce raised his mustache again in anger.
After hearing this, Jinchen looked at Joshua, the protagonist.
My goodness, each of them looked ugly in their own way.
Joshua nearly tore his cuffs.
Ling Gungun popped up and complained, "After my husband died, I realized he was really cheating on me...?"
Jinchen coughed lightly and almost laughed.
[When did you, with your small eyes, learn to tell jokes about hell?]
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Jinchen took a sip of black tea and consoled her, "Didn't Molly say that Vincent was still playing the violin in the study at eleven o'clock? He must be in a good mood. If there were no murderer, you and he would be happy, and he would want you to be happy too."
After Jinchen finished speaking, he asked Joshua meaningfully, "Master Klein, what do you think?"
Joshua: “…
He almost thought that the detective knew something, and nodded with difficulty, forcing a smile that was so pitiful.
"Yes, Brother Vincent often spoke to me of Miss Eleanor."
Eleanor's expression improved a lot. She stopped crying and wiped her tears with her handkerchief.
Alric noticed that Jinchen had looked at Joshua too many times and frowned. "Cyril."
"Hmm?" Jinchen turned to look at him, "What's wrong, Alric?"
"Don't talk about topics unrelated to the case."
"Yes." Jinchen smiled.
At this time, Jinchen noticed that the maid Molly, who had been standing next to him, seemed to be hesitant to speak, frequently looking over here, but not daring to speak.
Bruce noticed it too, "Are you going to talk? Really? What's the matter? You don't need to hide anything!"
Molly was startled by his rude attitude and shook her head quickly, "No... Sheriff, I have nothing to say."
She was just a lowly maid and was really afraid to face the inspector.
Jinchen tried to smooth things over and suggested, "Can you take me to the dressing room? I want to get ready."
Jasmine nodded immediately, her eyes sparkling with gratitude.
"Yes, you come with me."
Jinchen left with her.
Alric put down his teacup and glanced over there.
Bruce suddenly laughed. "Your new detective is much more romantic than you."
Alric: "..."
How can it be?
He thought to himself, a young gentleman with Cyril's superior appearance would be interested in...
Alrick suddenly realized that he couldn't even remember what the maid Molly looked like.
