Knock, knock, knock —
A knock on the door made Zuo Yan, who was staring at the TV in a daze, come back to his senses.
He hesitated for a second, then walked to the door and said through the door, "Who are you looking for?"
"Sorry to bother you, sir. I'm a waiter at the bar." It was the waiter who spoke to Brother Jue earlier.
"Oh … What's the matter?" Zuo Yan replied.
"Excuse me, did you lose a cat?" the waiter asked.
Upon hearing that, Zuo Yan's expression changed slightly. Then, he moved closer to the peephole behind the door to take a peek. Through the glass, he saw Vidocq, who was in a bad mood, being held in the arms of the waiter.
The next second, Zuo Yan opened the door without saying a word. He looked at the waiter and smiled awkwardly. "Haha … I'm sorry. He slipped away when I wasn't paying attention. I was looking for him …" As he spoke, he reached out to take the cat. "Erm … Where did you find him?"
"A Mr. Feng found him in a bar. Mr. Feng said you were his friend, so he asked me to bring the cat here." The waiter handed the cat to Zuo Yan and said, "Here you are, sir. If there's nothing else, I have to go back to work."
"Okay, thank you," Zuo Yan took the cat and said politely, "Sorry to trouble you."
After a brief exchange, the door closed again. A man and a cat were left in the room, looking at each other in confusion.
"Cut the crap," Vidocq said to Zuo Yan telepathically, staring at him with his dead fish eyes.
"I haven't said anything yet …" Zuo Yan replied with a half-smile.
"Yes, I make mistakes too." Vidocq knew what Zhang Zian was going to say, so he didn't want to listen. "But … this time, it wasn't because of my carelessness …"
"Oh?" Zuo Yan understood what he was implying, so he just responded and waited for him to continue.
"From an objective point of view, it seems like I was just unlucky, but … I have a feeling that Feng Bujue, who calls himself a detective, isn't as simple as he seems …"
…
On the other hand, at the bar.
"What's wrong? Buddy. " Feng Bujue looked at Sam suspiciously and asked, "You don't look too good."
After returning from the toilet, Sam's expression became very strange. It did not look like the expression of someone who had just committed a crime, nor did it look like an emotion that was faked for some reason.
Feng Bujue quickly saw through the truth behind Sam's expression — there was an accident in the process of Sam's crime.
"I …" Sam only said one word, and then he fell into hesitation and thought.
Obviously, some kind of unexpected change had disrupted his original plan of committing the crime. Therefore, the various excuses and acting skills that he had prepared in advance … had all lost their meaning.
Not everyone could adapt to the situation as quickly as Feng Bujue. As a normal person, when faced with this kind of situation where one wrong word could cost him his life, Sam naturally had to think twice and be careful with his words and actions.
"Is there … any bad news on the other side of the phone?" Feng Bujue saw that Sam did not respond, so he used leading words to pry Sam's mouth open.
"Uh …" Sam rolled his eyes, then picked up the small glass of liquor that he had not finished on the table, raised his neck, and drank it all. "Phew …" After drinking half a glass of liquor, he seemed to have made up his mind. "Brother Feng …" He looked at Feng Bujue and said, "My family … seems to be in trouble."
[Current mission completed.]
Just as Sam finished his sentence, the system audio rang in Brother Jue's ears.
Feng Bujue opened the game menu and looked at the mission panel. At this time, the second sub-mission under the main mission, [Waiting for the Case to Happen], had a tick next to it, and a third sub-mission had appeared. [Intervene in the investigation of John Herbert's murder case.]
"What?" When he saw this mission, Feng Bujue was shocked. "John Herbert's murder case?" He couldn't help but complain to himself, "Shouldn't this guy be the victim?"
After the "visit" on the island in the afternoon, Feng Bujue had undoubtedly heard about the dispute over the Herbert family's inheritance. He had also seen Sam's photo at that time, so when he met Sam at the elevator entrance, Feng Bujue recognized him.
The reason Brother Jue and Vidocq came to the conclusion that Sam was most likely involved in some kind of crime was because they both saw the money in Sam's jacket pocket.
It was a very, very thick stack of money.
It was so thick that it could not be stuffed into the inner pocket of his suit or trouser pocket. Sam could only put it in the outer pocket of his suit and try his best to cover it with his hands as he walked.
Under normal circumstances, such a cover would have been enough. Other than pickpockets, no one would stare at other people's pockets all day long.
However, in front of characters like Feng Bujue and Vidocq, this was bound to be exposed.
Anyone who entered their line of sight would become a "deduction sample." This was their instinct. They had developed the habit of "observation" and "deduction." Their proficiency had reached a level where it was difficult for ordinary people to achieve, even if they put their heart and soul into it. To them, deduction was a normal way to communicate with the world. It was no different from breathing.
Therefore, the brand-new hat, the hurried gait, the thoughtful expression, the thick stack of cash, and the identity of "Sam Herbert" … These were all information that was gathered in a hurry. In just a few seconds, Feng Bujue and Vidocq came to the same conclusion: this guy was up to something.
However, at that time, Vidocq's deduction was more than Feng Bujue's, because he knew more about the inheritance case.
In the next few hours, between when Feng Bujue entered the room and when he came to the bar, Brother Jue used his mobile phone to go online and further investigate the Herbert family's inheritance case. In the end, he came to the same conclusion as Vidocq, which meant that he had caught up with Vidocq in terms of intelligence.
At this point, both sides were at the same starting line, and they both came up with the hypothesis that "Sam's younger brother hired a killer."
However, the actual development of the situation was beyond everyone's expectations, including Sam's own.
"Don't panic …" After three seconds, Feng Bujue quickly calmed down. He put on a very loyal and reliable look and said to the man in front of him, "What is it? Tell me first …"
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