Chapter 722: Fake Butler

When everyone heard this, their expressions suddenly changed.

The little policeman just said that the housekeeper's body temperature has reached 39 degrees and he is resting in the bedroom at this time, but Zhong Mo said that he was hiding behind the door and eavesdropping on everyone's conversation. Isn't this too shameful?

The little policeman's face turned red. He rushed over and opened the door. He saw the housekeeper running towards the bed in a hurry. His movements were swift and swift. How could he look like an old man with a fever?

"You, you did it on purpose?"

The little policeman's eyes widened and he shouted in disbelief.

So sad!

So sad!

Just now, I helped him prove that he was so ill now that he couldn't even get out of bed, let alone murder. Who knew that the other party turned around and slapped him hard in the face.

What about trust between people?

I am so naive!

Thanks to Zhong Mo’s reminder!

"I, I really have a fever. I was just about to get up and go to the bathroom. But, I heard you guys talking, and I, I didn't have the nerve to go out. Instead, I was wronged!"

The housekeeper was lying on the bed, looking aggrieved.

"Do you think I will still believe you?"

The little policeman pouted, with several big words written on his face - You are a bad guy!

"I-I really just want to use the bathroom!"

The housekeeper felt that he was really wronged.

Whose ears are too pointed?

I had made my voice very small, but it was still heard!

"Where were you last night?"

Several people walked to the bedroom door. Zhong Mo looked at him and asked.

"I, I didn't feel well last night, so I went to bed around 9:30!"

The butler's eyes were wandering and he answered hesitantly.

"Oh, he went to the nearby Red Rose Nightclub last night and ordered two women, and he didn't come back until after three o'clock in the morning. It seems that he really has nothing to do with this case!"

Zhong Mo replied simply.

"What? You, how did you know?"

The butler's eyes widened and he was completely dumbfounded.

who I am?

Where is this?

Was I just mind controlled?

Did I say those words?

Why don't I remember it at all?

"Isn't it? He is already so old, and he still goes out to find women? Sure enough, men are all virtuous!"

Lin Meng'e rolled her eyes at the housekeeper with disgust on her face and almost vomited just thinking about it.

No wonder people say that men are lower body animals and think about those things every day!

But why doesn't Zhong Mo look for him?

Don't you have enough charm?

In sadness. . . .

The housekeeper is actually not too old, less than sixty. Maybe he has taken good care of himself over the years. He looks like he is in his early fifties. He has a delicate face and not many age spots. With a little tidying up, he looks like a Handsome uncle.

He was wearing a dark blue silk pajamas at this time, which actually showed a bit of nobility!

"Well, sir, I am a man and I also have needs in that regard, okay?"

The housekeeper shouted very aggrievedly.

Isn’t it normal for a man to look for a woman?

Is it abnormal if a man is looking for a man?

"If you're looking for a woman, you're looking for a woman, but you lied to us that you were feeling unwell and went to bed early. Don't you know that you will be held responsible for lying to the police?"

Lin Meng'e glared at him angrily.

I thought I had caught a criminal or an accomplice, who knew it was such a thing.

Fortunately, Zhong Mo is here, otherwise, I don’t know how much energy would be wasted on him!

"Um, um, Mr. Xie was killed last night, but I, I was looking for a woman outside. Who dares to say who it is? Doesn't this increase my suspicion?"

The butler lowered his head helplessly, like a defeated rooster.

He made the wrong move by lying to the police!

But who would have thought that Zhong Mo, a human flesh detector, would know everything about what he did last night?

What else can Lin Mengge say about this thing?

After all, what is being investigated now is the murder case of Mr. Xie. Finding women outside is the job of the anti-pornography team.

She said to Zhong Mo: "Brother Zhong Mo, now that his suspicion has been lifted, should we look at a few other people next? Maybe among the few people inside, if we only find one, we will have a breakthrough, and we can find the others. It’s easy for the murderer!”

"Well, let's see, it won't take much time anyway!"

Zhong Mo nodded.

But just when they were about to turn around and leave, Zhong Mo suddenly caught a glimpse of something and was stunned for a moment.

No wonder he always felt something was wrong just now.

So that’s it!

Seeing him standing there motionless, Lin Meng'e asked curiously: "Brother Zhong Mo, what's wrong with you?"

"Butler, is there anything else you haven't told us?"

Zhong Mo turned around and looked at the housekeeper with a sneer.

The butler's face changed, and he stammered: "Sir, I know it was my fault to secretly find a woman last night, and I was somewhat derelict in my duty. However, the case of Mr. Xie's murder really has nothing to do with me. You, you I really found the wrong person, I, I can swear to God..."

Zhong Mo took a few steps forward, grabbed his right wrist, and said expressionlessly: "Yes, the murder of Mr. Xie last night had nothing to do with you, but I am very strange, who are you and why are you pretending to be a housekeeper? What about lurking here?”

"What? Pretending to be a butler? He, he's an impostor?"

When the others heard this, their expressions changed drastically and they cried out.

"I, I'm not a fake, I'm real!"

A flash of panic flashed in the butler's eyes, and he stammered, "Why do you say I'm a fake? What evidence do you have?"

"Lao Gu, I heard that forensic doctors have a very good skill. You can tell how old the victim is by looking at his teeth. Why don't you come over and take a look to see how old his teeth are!"

Zhong Mo ignored him and focused his attention on Gu Chen.

Gu Chen had examined the teeth of corpses but not of living people, but it was difficult for him to refuse Zhong Mo's request.

He walked over, opened the butler's mouth with both hands, and looked at each tooth carefully.

The housekeeper was struggling desperately at this time, but he had a high fever and was very weak. How could he be Zhong Mo's opponent? Instead, I was so exhausted that I was sweating like a dead fish and gave up resistance completely.

"Judging from the wear and tear on his teeth, he is between thirty-five and definitely no older than forty!"

Gu Chen quickly finished the inspection, breathed a deep sigh of relief, and replied.

"What? This, how is this possible?"

Others were completely shocked.

According to the information they have, this housekeeper is fifty-eight years old!

In other words, the difference is more than 20 years!

unless……

"You guessed it right, he had plastic surgery!"

Zhong Mo spoke out what everyone was thinking.