The night on the island was very quiet. The cold wind blew a little bit of the salty smell of the sea. The
light cast by the few sparse electric poles on the road made people's back look longer.
With blood stained body props on his back, Hugh strolled on the winding road of the island, as if he
was an ordinary person who took a walk after dinner. He didn't feel that he was carrying a corpse on
his back. Even if Cassandra and the others saw him, he could still explain that he hadn't acted yet and
didn't take the props as a real corpse.
He walked through the path and came to a dense forest behind the mountain. He found the hidden iron
shovels and dug a hole in advance. After burying the corpses of the props, he stood in front of the filled
tomb for a moment. Then he hummed a strange tune and returned the same way.
He walked to the edge of the forest and took off his shoes. Then he took out a plastic bag from his
trouser pocket and put the shoes in order to avoid mud and other things falling. Then he walked on the
winding path barefoot.
He had just taken two steps when he suddenly heard the sound of breaking branches behind him.
Hugh was shocked, and then slowly turned around, staring at the new "prey" half hidden in the
darkness behind him with a smile.
The second morning, before Arthur and Lenny got up, they heard a sudden knock on the door.
Arthur got up from the bed with sleepy eyes, yawned and went to open the door. The moment the door
was opened, an old man covered in blood rushed over.
Arthur hadn't woken up yet. When he saw the red blood, he was awake and grabbed the old man's
hand by instinct. "What happened, old man? What's wrong with the blood on your body?"
The old man's name was Eugene Zhang and he was a retired old police. He had been working hard for
many years, so he maintained a very strict schedule. Even after retirement, his schedule was not
disturbed at all. He got up on time at 6 o'clock every morning, and after that, he would have morning
exercises.
This morning, after washing his face and brushing his teeth, Eugene Zhang went to the morning
exercise as usual. He found a corpse beside the reef on the coast, which was smashed beyond
recognition. He was sure that the person was dead, so he couldn't wait to call the police. His body was
stained with a large amount of blood, and he didn't have the time to go back and change his clothes.
"I found a corpse by the sea. I'm here to report the case," Eugene Zhang stated concisely.
Arthur suddenly realized that they were playing the detective game on the island, and this old police
was only a resident of the island, and was also one of the 6 suspects.
Arthur acted as a policeman, but he didn't know the identity of the murderer. He had to use his brain to
investigate the case in person. He might successfully catch the murderer, or he might make a mistake.
Everything was going on an unknown path.
A few minutes later, the suspects all gathered on the shore.
Since the scene had been cordoned off, no one was allowed to enter without permission.
Lenny performed dutifully. He had played many roles, such as forensic experts and police, and Arthur
was standing aside to learn the situation of the case from several suspects. After leaving the scene,
Arthur took them back to the temporary police station to ask about the time line.
Arthur looked at the suspects and said, "Well, you are all residents on the island, and are also suspects
in this case. Next, please tell us your own situation."
"My name is Eugene Zhang, a retired criminal police. After dinner at 6 o'clock last night, I took a walk
on the island and came back before 8 o'clock. We old people usually have a boring life. I went to bed
after washing and didn't go out at night," Eugene Zhang said first.
Hearing what he said, others felt that he was a retired man who lived a boring life every day. He did
almost the same thing every day, and there was nothing special to explain.
Next to Eugene Zhang, there was a middle-aged man with a pair of conventional glasses on the bridge
of his nose, and his face remained calm and unhurried from the bottom of his heart. The man pushed
his glasses and nodded at Arthur, "My name is Alonso Fu, a native of this island. I have a small shop at
home, and I usually do some small business. Last night, I closed the store at 9 o'clock and went to bed.
I didn't go out again. Bronson came to my shop at about 8:40. He can prove it for me."
Alonso Fu, a professor of law in Yanshan University, was also a very outstanding criminal law expert.
He was very famous in the political and legal circles. Bronson, whom he mentioned just now, was a thin
middle-aged man sitting next to him. He was also a law expert, specialized in the psychological trauma
treatment of the victim.
Gavin continued, "Mr. Arthur, my name is Bronson Liang. I'm also a resident of this island. My children
have gone to other places to make a living. My wife passed away two years ago and I have been living
alone all the time. Last night, I used up the soy sauce at home. I went to the old snack shop to buy it.
After that, I went home and did not go out again."
"My name is Dario Zhou, the village head of this island. I watched TV at home after dinner at 7 o'clock
last night. I went to bed at about 9 o'clock."
"My name is Caleb Feng. I just arrived at the island yesterday. I was a free journalist who came here to
collect materials. I felt dizzy and fell asleep after taking medicine. But I heard some noise outside at
about 12:30 last night. I got up in a daze and looked around. I didn't see anything unusual. I thought I
was dreaming, so I didn't pay much attention to it. I didn't expect that someone would be killed. "
"My name is Hugh Hu," said Hugh, keeping a gentle and respectful look that only belonged to teachers.
If it weren't for the extremely restrained and imperceptible cunning in his eyes under the glasses, he
would be a model of diligent and dedicated teachers. He sat upright on the sofa and said, "I'm a
teacher, because I taught new courses yesterday, and students have a lot of homework, so I had been
preparing for the class after dinner. At about 10 o'clock, I began to grade the homework. I didn't go to
bed until 2 o'clock in the morning. "
He described himself as a model teacher who was hardworking, as if those bloody things had nothing
to do with him.
With his legs crossed, Arthur pressed his temples with his slender fingers. He indeed had a
stomachache after what had happened in the early morning, and his temples were still twitching.
"Lenny, tell us about the victim... Don't miss any details, understand?"
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