Li Guolou looked at the scattered desk. There were scattered white papers on the table and the floor. Li Guolou picked them up and looked at them. Zuo Fang next to him sighed happily: "Little Li, don't look at it. We have looked at them one by one, and there is no one."
Not even words or shit."
Li Guolou asked anxiously: "What about the pen? Do you have a quill pen or a fountain pen?"
Wu Zuofang happily opened a small bag, which contained a broken pen and a broken quill. He said, "This is how it was when we found it. They were all thrown on the ground."
Li Guolou said: "Gather up all the papers on the table on the floor and show me one by one to see if there are any scratches on them. I went outside to get some air. There is an oily smell here. Can't you light a few less candles?
"
Li Guolou began to show off his power and refused to show his dignity. Now that he had an official position, his attitude towards people was somewhat different from when he first entered the Ministry of Justice. The dignity of an officer would naturally show up. He took the evidence and put it in a straight line.
A broken pen and a broken quill were put together, but they were not returned to the author, and he left the study with them in his hands.
Zuofang Kaixin said angrily from behind: "Xiao Lizi, why don't you check to see if there is a secret room here?"
Li Guolou said: "There will be no secret room. If there was a secret room, Mrs. Mary would have told us long ago."
Li Guolou really ran outside the villa to get some air, threw all the officers in the living room, and walked straight out without saying hello. He was already immersed in the world of detectives, where there were no officers, only
Criminals hiding in the dark.
Wu Zuofang happily took a stack of white paper and finally ran out to find Li Guolou and said: "Xiao Lizi, we have looked at each one outside and there are no scratches. Do you still want it?"
As he turned around, Li Guolou suddenly smiled, stretched out his hand and said, "Yes! Why don't you want it? This is also physical evidence."
Wu Zuofang happily looked at Li Guolou's expression as if he was looking at a monster. He shook his head and walked away silently. There were many people here and he did not dare to make fun of Li Guolou.
Li Guolou returned to the living room, where several officers finally sat down to drink tea. Li Guolou walked directly to Mary and said politely: "Mrs. Mary, I want to ask you a few more questions. Can I sit down?"
Mary Wood raised her head and looked at this strange man from the Qing Dynasty. It seemed that he was different from the others. He was a fake foreign devil who was not afraid of foreigners and could get along with them.
Mary Wood held a handkerchief in her hand and nodded to allow Li Guolou to ask about the situation. Her eyes were red from crying as if she could not see the light, and she lowered her head again and wiped her tears with the handkerchief.
This is a woman who grows up after drinking milk. Li Guolou glanced at Mary's breasts with admiration. A foreign woman is most plump when she is around thirty years old, and her figure is not out of shape. She is the most attractive. Li Guolou has no scruples.
He sat down on the sofa, looked at Mary Wood face to face, and let out a slight sigh, as if regretting for the new widow that such a good man was gone.
Li Guolou's casual behavior made other people in the living room feel terrible. A Han man actually sat on the same sofa as a British lady. This was a person who did not understand etiquette. The foreigners felt insulted and the Chinese felt too shameful.
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Only Li Guolou didn't care and said, "Mrs. Mary, could you please tell the story of the crime again?"
The words were spoken in a gentle and cordial tone, like a family chatting, not at all as rigid as a British gentleman.
Mary Wood had already talked about what happened before and after the incident several times. Her blue eyes glanced at Li Guolou, but she did not reprimand him for his unreasonable behavior. She adjusted her sitting posture slightly and faced Li Guolou slightly in a defensive posture.
Li Guolou. Her breasts look fuller and her waist has straightened up.
Mary said: "Five days ago, my husband Robert Jr. said he was going to Tianjin, so I saw him off in person, but I didn't expect it would be a farewell..."
Mary Wood began to cry again, which made Li Guolou feel that the conversation was difficult. Mary started crying before she finished speaking, which made him ask how long.
Li Guolou raised his head and asked the people beside him for help, and asked: "Where did little Robert come from? Is it from the legation or here?"
The British Minister Justin Lear, who was sitting on another sofa, said stiffly: "We set off from the legation. It was still snowing that morning. I even made a few jokes with Robert. We didn't know either.
Why did little Robert come here? Mrs. Mary has not been out of the legation these days, so don’t worry about that, Mike."
Justin Lear's words were powerful, and Li Guolou understood the meaning. Those who should not doubt should not doubt him. It was his duty to find the thief.
James White interjected: "We speculate that little Robert was kidnapped by you Qing people and ransacked the collection here. Mike, you have to remember this. It was your poor security that caused this tragedy, so the responsibility must be taken."
You are responsible."
His speech was sonorous and forceful, and he spoke in standard Capital Chinese, which put the Qing officials present to shame, including none of the others who spoke the standard Capital Mandarin spoken by James White.
Wu Defu hurriedly said: "Don't worry, Mr. James, we will catch the murderer, and he will be brought to justice." After saying that, he couldn't help but glance at Bao Yiyi, and told the officer that the prisoner on death row had something to offer here. The only difficulty is that
If the stolen items were stolen from any death row prisoner, the British devils would not admit it.
Li Guolou asked: "Mrs. Mary, how did you know that little Robert would be here?"
Mary Wood finally returned to normal, looked at Li Guolou with a pair of watery and clear blue eyes, and said: "It was someone from Tianjin who said that Robert Little did not appear there, so we became anxious and people from the legation were dispatched.
I thought of this vacation villa, so I came over to take a look."
Li Guolou nodded, looked at James White, and said, "Mr. James, are you the only one here looking for Robert Little?"
James White said: "Yes, I asked Mrs. Mary for the key here and ran here to have a look. I didn't expect that the tragedy had happened." After saying this, James White could no longer suppress his grief and began to
Crying, the sissy character of the British aristocrat was clearly revealed, and he wiped the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief, his movements were so feminine.
Li Guolou took the list of stolen items written by Mary Wood. The list included porcelain, vases, candlesticks and small furnishings in the villa. There were so many and varied items that it was dazzling to see. Thieves would steal everything.
Li Guolou said: "Mrs. Mary, please go and see if there is anything missing in the study, so that we can complete the on-site investigation."
The British Minister Justin Lear pointed the stick in Li Guolou's hand and said loudly: "Mike, if you have anything else to ask, please ask it all at once. Our time is precious. If you can't solve the case, our Tianjin detectives will come tomorrow."
I will come to help you solve the case."
Li Guolou bowed his head in flattery and said: "Mr. Minister, we have to ask Mrs. Mary to look through the study to know if there are any questions to ask?"
James White said loudly: "Mike, you have to remember that we are going to take back little Robert's body. You guys can't perform an autopsy. We will provide you with the autopsy report."
Li Guolou said: "Okay, I understand, then please ask Mrs. Mary to visit the study again."
James White said: "Mrs. Mary, little Robert's body has been covered with a sheet, you don't have to be afraid."
The dead body had been in the study for two days, and some of the water on the body had evaporated. The face of the deceased Robert Wood was somewhat different from when he was alive. Mary Wood couldn't stand the ferocious expression after seeing it once, and fell to the ground and fainted.
The British Minister Justin Lear stood up and raised his voice: "I know the tricks of your Qing Dynasty officialdom. Don't use death row prisoners to fool us British. Do you understand?"
Only Li Guolou was the first one here to understand Justin Lear's weird English. He stood up hurriedly and said with a low eyebrow: "Yes, yes, sir, your words are orders, we will handle the case as quickly as possible and seriously.
The real murderer will be found soon."
This time several senior officials also entered the study. Li Guolou took out a match and tried to light the oil lamp on the desk. The flames burst into flames. Li Guolou blurted out: "Little Robert is really thrifty."
Li Guolou's words were met with glares, especially the fierce eyes of British Minister Justin Lear, who seemed to want to kill Li Guolou with his eyes.
Mary Wood looked around at the furnishings in the study room, then opened the drawers under the desk and the cabinets under the bookshelf, and looked at each place carefully.
He turned around and said, "Robert's musket is missing, and the ten bottles of precious Russian vodka he collected are missing. I didn't find anything else missing?"
Li Guolou took a look at the ancient Chinese porcelain antiques in the study room. These antiques should have been given by others. Foreigners rarely paid out of their own pockets, and the ill-gotten gains were obtained unethically, but fakes should account for the majority of them.
James White said: "Mike has completed the investigation of the scene, and we are going to take away Robert's body."
Li Guolou said: "Mr. James, do you know how to conduct an autopsy?"
James White glanced at him and said: "Mike, didn't your work say that there were no external injuries and that he died of starvation? We Christians believe in burial. Just spend your attention on catching the robber. We want to see the stolen things."
antiques and the musket."
British Minister Justin Lear stood in the living room chatting with Minister Shubao, while the translator wiped sweat aside and was doing the translation work in knots.
Li Guolou stood in a corner of the living room, looking at the busy figure of India Asan. Robert Wood's body was carried out on a stretcher from the study. The body wrapped in sheets looked so thin on the stretcher. A man who died of dehydration became
It was much lighter and it was not difficult at all for the two Indian Asans to carry the stretcher.
When the stretcher was about to be carried out of the living room, Li Guolou called: "Captain Howard, ask your men to put the stretcher down."
Howard Eugene said: "Why didn't Mike agree that we should take little Robert's body back?"
Li Guolou said: "You can't take it back because Robert's body is the physical evidence of the murder case and the case has been solved."
As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the living room. Even India's Asan stared at Li Guolou with wide eyes. His words stirred up waves.
(The highest level of reasoning can never be surpassed. Once I write about this murder case, it will be difficult to write about it in the future.)