Looking at Officer Louis and the surrounding police officers, William knew that this idiot was suspecting him. Then, he heard Sunday's report.
William pretended to be unhappy and said with a gloomy face, "If I say that Charles brought the Spitz couple to my house, would you believe me?
Do you think I'm lying, that I hired Mr. and Mrs. Spitz to kill Marco, Toby, Sergei, Susie, and Charles, who is lying in a hospital bed?
Then, you let the officers around you protect the unconscious Charles and wait for him to wake up before you identify me? "
Louis looked at William in surprise. Before he came to the hospital, he did think so, but when his thoughts were exposed so easily, Louis couldn't help but feel embarrassed and angry.
Not in the mood to care about the endless grudge between John Bull and the Gallic chicken, William took out his phone and said to Sunday, "Open the video of the meeting with the Spitz couple."
After watching the video in the light beam of the phone in surprise, Louis understood that the Spitz couple was indeed brought to see William by Charles. He had no choice but to apologize reluctantly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Devonshire."
William waved his hand and interrupted Louis. He asked, "Save the apology. I want to know why you think the Spitz couple murdered Susie and Sergei?"
Looking at William's calm face, Louis couldn't help but remember that the person in front of him was a super-rich person. If William intervened, he might find some clues that he couldn't miss.
"The Spitz couple has disappeared, which makes us suspect that they went into hiding after killing someone."
"Just because the couple disappeared for a few hours, you suspect that they are the murderers? What if they are also being hunted down? "
"That is indeed a possibility." Louis nodded, then shook his head. "Normally, we wouldn't come to a conclusion so quickly.
However, Nick Spitz has always lied that he is a New York police detective, but his real position is a patrol sergeant. A patrol sergeant has no right to intervene in criminal cases. "
Well, since he dared to lie to the French police, Nick Spitz would die if he didn't do it.
.....
At this moment, the Spitz couple was in a taxi heading to the Italian resort of Lake Como.
Three hours ago, the couple had been questioned by the French police. A few minutes after returning to the hotel room, they were discussing who the murderer was when they were interrupted by a knock on the door.
Nick Spitz was about to open the door, but before he could reach the door, he saw a letter being stuffed in through the crack of the door.
"F * ck, what's this?" Nick Spitz looked at the envelope by the door. He had just been shot a few hours ago, and with his twenty years of experience as a police officer, he leaned against the wall without hesitation to avoid the bullets that might have been shot from the door.
After waiting for a few minutes without any movement, he carefully picked up the letter and opened it. The message on the letter was' Come to Room 808 '.
“808？ We're at 804. It's just a few steps away. "Audrey walked over and asked," Nick, are we going? "
Nick lowered his head and thought for a moment before saying, "Stay in the room and lock the door. I'll go take a look alone."
Audrey refused without hesitation, "No, I won't stay here alone. What if someone deliberately wants to separate us?"
Nick hesitated, "But what if this letter is a trap?"
This was not impossible. Audrey thought for a while and cleverly took out a small video recorder from her suitcase, "You walk in front, and I'll record from behind. If it's a trap, we can prove our innocence by recording it."
"Smart, darling." Nick hugged his wife and kissed her. He took a copper lamp from the room and used it as a weapon. The two of them carefully walked towards Room 808.
When they arrived at Room 808, Nick knocked on the door. After waiting for a few seconds, no one responded, so he impatiently started to knock on the door with his fist. As he knocked, he asked loudly, "Who's looking for us?"
After waiting for another few seconds and still no one responded, Audrey reached out and twisted the doorknob. To her surprise, the door opened immediately.
Audrey rolled her eyes at her husband and gestured for Nick to go in first. She hid by the wall outside the door and pointed the camera at Room 808 with one hand.
After shooting for a few seconds and seeing that Nick still hadn't entered the room, Audrey complained, "Damn it, Nick, can you not be so timid?"
"It's not like you're going in, of course you're not nervous." Nick muttered a few words. After being glared at by Audrey, Nick could only hold the copper lamp and carefully walk into Room 808.
As he walked, he shouted, "We're in, we're in."
The room was only so big. After looking around and finding no one, Nick shouted to Audrey, "No one."
Hearing that there was no one, Audrey walked into Room 808 with relief. However, just as she walked past the bathroom, she was pushed by Marco's bodyguard, Sergei, who was hiding inside.
Holding Audrey who almost fell, Nick was about to smash the copper lamp on Sergei's head when a gun was pointed at his head.
"Be honest, I don't want to hurt you."
With a gun pointed at him, Nick of course obediently threw away the lamp and obediently stepped back.
Sergei then turned around and closed the door, but he didn't notice that not far from the door, there was a pair of eyes staring at him.
"Buddy, be careful, be careful."
Protecting his wife behind him, Nick made a defensive gesture with his hands in front of his chest.
"Think carefully, this is a hotel, or your own room. You won't be able to escape once the gun rings."
"Shut up, American," Sergei glared at Nick and pointed at the bed. "Sit down obediently. If you two weren't outsiders, I promise to beat you up."
After saying that, he put away the gun. Seeing this, Nick and Audrey were relieved. They sat on the bed and looked at Sergei who was sitting not far away from them.
Noticing that Sergei had been looking at the camera in Audrey's hand, before Nick reminded his wife to turn off the camera, Sergei said indifferently,
"It's not good for you to record it, lest I get killed like Charles Cavendish without leaving any clues or evidence."
These words reminded Nick and Audrey of a few hours ago when Charles was shot and his entire chest was covered in blood.
Seeing that the two of them were silent, Sergei, who knew that Nick was a police officer, asked, "American, are you sure that Charles won't survive?"
"Yes," Nick nodded lightly. "God, you weren't there. Charles was shot in the heart, and there were two bloody holes in his chest and back. Do you think he could still be alive with such injuries?" "Yes." Nick nodded lightly. "God, you weren't there.
Before Sergei became Marco's bodyguard, he was an agent of the Polar Bears. Of course, he knew how small the probability of survival with such injuries was. He lowered his head and stared blankly for a few minutes.
Just when Nick and Audrey were getting impatient, Sergei raised his head and said, "I don't know who killed Charles, but I think I know who one of Marco's murderers is."
"Who?" Nick stood up and asked.
"Major Ulan."
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
