Thriller Paradise

The deceased was a Caucasian man who looked to be in his forties; He was wearing a black shirt, a dark brown jacket, and a pair of jeans. He was wearing a pair of thick gloves, and there was a fishing line between his hands.

There was a desk less than a meter away from the victim. At this time, a corner of the desk was stained with a large amount of blood. With the "corner" as the center, the blood spurted out and stained almost everything in the surrounding ... Those things included but were not limited to the wall, floor, curtains, table, side of the table, flower pots, and so on.

When Feng bujue saw the dead man, the expensive fur carpet under the dead body was already dyed red by the brown blood, and the pungent smell assaulted his nose.

"Hey! The one with the surname Feng. " The sheriff saw that brother Jue was about to touch the body."You're not going to touch the body, are you?"

Even though the chief Officer had received a lot of benefits from John over the years and treated him differently because of his identity on the island, the chief Officer still had a bottom line. That was why he reminded him to not leave brother Jue's fingerprints at the scene.

Of course, Feng bujue knew that he was not a police officer, and he was not the first person to discover the body. It was not appropriate for him to touch the body.

"Ah ... Don't worry, I'm just looking." Feng bujue said as he squatted down.

Without touching the corpse, he did his best to observe the condition of the dead body. Then, he stood up and cast his gaze at the desk beside the dead body.

The things on the desk were in a mess, and many of them were scattered on the floor. Among the things left on the table, the first thing that caught brother Jue's attention was a phone.

It was an "old" phone, a very "old" one. It looked like a product from the 1970s ... The shape of a piggy bank and the ring dialing device were probably unprecedented in modern times.

Of course, Feng bujue would definitely recognize and know how to use this kind of phone.

"Mr. Herbert." After looking at it for a few seconds, Feng bujue asked without turning his head,"you used this phone again after the incident, right?"

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

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

If Feng bujue's deduction was 'you were on the phone when the crime happened', then John would only answer with a 'yes' and would not ask further. Because the person who had spoken to John on the phone at the time of the crime was Sam, the latter had most likely told Feng bujue what he had heard on the phone.

But now, Feng bujue's deduction was 'using the phone after the crime', and that confused John.

"Haha ..." Brother Jue turned around with a smile."Because there's a little blood on your right ear."

Before John could finish his sentence, Sam and the sheriff both turned their eyes to John.

Even John himself was shocked and subconsciously raised his hand to touch that area. As a result ... There was really blood.

"Since there wasn't much blood on your body, you wouldn't have noticed it if you didn't look closer. I only noticed it when I walked past you ..." Feng bujue continued to observe the scene as he explained,"at first, I thought that the blood was from 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 on the entire right side of your body, there was only that tiny bit of blood on your ear ... This is a little strange." He then pointed to the phone on the table."I didn't know the answer until I saw this phone and the blood between the receiver and the stand."

As brother hearing explained, John had a bad feeling in his heart ...

There was no doubt that John was not a law-abiding citizen. The illegal activities he had done were far more than forging wills and murdering his biological father ... But he was still at large.

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

And at that moment, Feng bujue ... Was undoubtedly a danger.

"It seems that your friend is a good detective." A second later, John looked at Sam and said in a tone that seemed to have a hidden meaning.

"What's wrong?" Sam was not to be outdone."Did he make you nervous?"

"Why should I be nervous?" John replied very calmly,"you, on the other hand ... Aren't you afraid of drawing fire ..."

"Mr. Herbert!" Feng bujue did not allow John to finish. He interrupted him loudly,"the wound on your neck ... Is it serious?"

The wounds he was referring to were the red strangle marks on John's neck. They were fresh and very obvious. Sam and the chief had also noticed the wounds when they first saw John.

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

"Allow me to make a bold guess on what happened here ..." When Feng bujue said that, he had already left the dead body and was heading back down the corridor."In conclusion ... This should be a self-defense murder, right?"

"That's a must!" Before John could say anything, the chief Officer interrupted him,"the victim is a typical trespasser, and he had a weapon in his hand. If it wasn't for Mr. Herbert's good luck, the one who died tonight might have been ..."

"Thank you, Daxter. I think I can answer this question myself." To his surprise, John did not appreciate it. He interrupted the sergeant (now we know that his name is dauste. As for why I haven't mentioned this in the previous chapters, it must be because I've been procrastinating and haven't given him a name yet) and said to brother Jue,"Mr. Feng ... About tonight's incident, I think ... It's too early to make a conclusion." As he spoke, he glanced at his brother again."Because you're Sam's friend and a detective, and Sam is related to this incident ... I let you see the scene ..."

"What do you mean by that?" Hearing this, Sam couldn't help but interject excitedly,"What do you mean I'm related to this?"

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

"You're an important witness, Sam. " Seeing that Sam was about to give himself away, Feng bujue quickly interjected,"the case happened when you were on the phone with John, didn't it? Your testimony will definitely play a decisive role in restoring the truth. "

"Hmm...Oh, right." With brother Jue's reminder, Sam also realized that he had almost fallen into the trap."I ... Can be a witness."

As he rejoiced, he mumbled some nonsense to himself, giving himself some time to calm down.