Chapter 14 Crime Scene

The deceased was a male, Caucasian, and looked to be around 40 years old. He wore a black shirt, a dark brown jacket, and jeans. He wore a pair of thick gloves on his hands, and a fishing line was wrapped between his hands. Updated the fastest

Less than one meter away from the deceased was a desk. At this time, a corner of the desk had been stained with a lot of blood. With this "corner" as the center, the blood radiated in a jet shape and stained almost everything around... Those things included but were not limited to walls, floors, curtains, tabletops, sides of tables, flower pots, etc.

When Feng Bujue saw the deceased, the expensive pure wool carpet under the body had been soaked red with brown blood, and the pungent smell was overwhelming.

"Hey! Mr. Feng." The sheriff saw that Brother Jue was posing as if he was going to move the body, "You don't want to move the body, do you?"

Even though the sheriff had received a lot of benefits from John over the years and treated him differently because of his identity on the island, the sheriff still had a bottom line, so he reminded him at this moment to prevent Brother Jue from leaving fingerprints at the scene.

Feng Bujue knew, of course, that he was not a police officer, nor was he the first person to discover the body, so it was absolutely inappropriate to touch the body like this.

"Ah... Don't worry, I'm just taking a look." Feng Bujue said, already squatting down.

Without touching the body, he observed the state of the deceased as carefully as possible, then stood up and cast his eyes on the desk next to the deceased.

The objects on the desk looked messy at this time, and many of them had been scattered on the ground. Among the items still on the table, the first thing that caught Brother Jue's attention was a phone.

It was an "old-fashioned" phone, a very "old" one, which looked like a product from the 1970s... The piggy bank-like shape and the ring-shaped dialing device are probably something that many modern people have never seen.

Of course, Feng Bujue must recognize and know how to use this kind of phone.

"Mr. Herbert." After looking at it for a few seconds, Feng Bujue asked without looking back, "You used this phone again after the incident, right?"

The "Mr. Herbert" he was referring to was undoubtedly John.

After a brief consideration, John replied, "Yes, I used this phone to contact the sheriff." He paused for half a second and immediately asked, "How did you know?"

If Feng Bujue's inference was "You were on the phone when the crime happened", then John would definitely only answer "yes" and would not ask any more questions; because the person who was talking to John at the time of the crime was Sam, and the latter had probably told Feng Bujue what he heard during the call.

But now, Feng Bujue's inference was "I used the phone after the crime happened", which made John a little confused.

"Hehe..." Brother Jue heard this and turned around with a smile, "Because there is a little blood on your right earlobe."

Before he finished speaking, Sam and the sheriff turned their eyes to John's face.

Even John himself was shocked, and subconsciously raised his hand to touch that place, and the result... there was really blood.

"Since there is not much blood there, it is hard to see unless you look closely. I only found it when I passed by you..." Feng Bujue continued to observe the scene, and said, "At first, I thought it was splashed when the crime happened, but the problem is... the other blood stains on your body are all concentrated on the left side and back of your body, and your entire right half of your body only has a little blood on your ear... This is a bit strange." At this point, he pointed to the phone on the table, "It wasn't until I saw this phone and the blood stain between the receiver and the stand that I knew the answer."

While listening to Brother Jue's explanation, John had a bit of an ominous premonition in his heart...

There is no doubt that John is not a law-abiding citizen. He has done far more illegal things than forging a will and murdering his biological father... But he is still at large.

A man like him naturally has the instinct to see through danger.

And at this moment, Feng Bujue... is undoubtedly a danger.

"It seems that your friend is really a good detective." A second later, John looked at Sam and said in a tone that was ambiguous.

"What?" Sam was not to be outdone, "Did he make you nervous?"

"Why should I be nervous?" John replied very calmly, "But you...are you not afraid of getting into trouble..."

"Mr. Herbert!" Feng Bujue interrupted him loudly before John finished speaking, "The wound on your neck...is it okay?"

The wound he was referring to was the red marks on John's neck, which were new and very obvious. Sam and the sheriff also noticed the marks when they saw John.

"Ah...I'm fine." John replied indifferently.

"Let me make a bold guess about what happened here..." Feng Bujue said this while leaving the vicinity of the corpse and heading back toward the corridor. "Generally speaking... this should be a case of self-defense, right?"

"That's a must!" Before John could say anything, the sheriff excitedly interrupted, "The deceased was a typical trespasser, and he was holding a weapon. If it weren't for Mr. Herbert's good luck, the person who died tonight might have been..."

"Thank you, Doster, I think I can answer this question myself." Unexpectedly, John was not very grateful. He interrupted the sheriff (now we know that his name is Doster. As for why this matter has not been explained in the previous chapters, it must be because I procrastinated and hesitated to name him) and said to Brother Jue, "Mr. Feng... What is the nature of tonight's incident? I think it is too early to draw a conclusion now." He said, and glanced at his brother again, "Because you are Sam's friend and a detective, and Sam is related to this matter... So I let you see the scene..."

"What do you mean?" Sam couldn't help but interrupt after hearing this, he said excitedly, "What do you mean I have something to do with this?"

"Humph..." John sneered and looked at Sam, "What do you think?"

"You are an important witness, brother Sam." Feng Bujue saw that Sam might be exposed, and quickly said, "The case happened when you were talking to John, didn't it? Your testimony must play a decisive role in restoring the truth."

"Yeah... oh, that's right." After being reminded by Brother Jingjue, Sam also found that he almost fell into the trap, "I... can testify."

In addition to being thankful, he muttered some nonsense, which was considered to give himself some time to calm down. (To be continued...)

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