Volume 1: First Arrival Chapter 058: Conclusive Evidence
Hulala——
The spectators in the audience didn't know what was going on. They all looked in the direction of Kirk's index finger as if they were possessed.
That index finger is a bit dramatic.
First he said "hush" to make someone shut up, then he patted his nose to summon a thug, and then he drew everyone's attention to the same location.
Like a magic wand.
So, the next step should be the beautiful girl's tactical transformation?
Sadly, nothing happened. Everything was peaceful. There was no magic, no miracle, and no earth-shattering collapse.
"Huh?" Paul couldn't control himself and uttered a question, which represented the thoughts of all the spectators present, with question marks almost overflowing.
"detective?"
"This is our hotel's limited Easter decoration. Is there anything wrong with that?"
In the lobby at the main entrance of the Plaza Hotel, there is a giant holiday display with everything from holly trees to eggs, from rabbits to lilies. You can feel the Easter atmosphere as soon as you step into the hotel; but unfortunately, almost no one stops here.
It is now 2012, and people have long become accustomed to the special features of different shopping malls, hotels and tourist attractions, and they no longer feel novel about them.
Moreover, to be honest, the decoration of the Plaza Hotel is not gorgeous enough, grand enough or ostentatious enough. It can be slightly replaced and reused at Thanksgiving and Christmas, which is very friendly to environmental protection, but for the guests, it is not even worth stopping to appreciate.
So, people come and go, but I'm afraid no one really pays attention to the decoration in front of them. It is more of a roadblock than a holiday decoration.
Kirk's magic finger finally fell on the Easter decorations.
Kirk was slightly surprised when he heard Paul's words. He said seriously, "Oh, didn't you notice that there's something wrong with the furnishings here?"
Everyone: ...
Perhaps, until this moment, because of Kirk's finger, people took a closer look at this Easter decoration for the first time, so how could they notice anything unusual?
Callum, Alex and others are no exception.
Alex walked straight forward and started circling like a donkey pulling a millstone. They were busy back and forth around here, passing by at least eighty times throughout the day, but he didn't notice anything unusual. Even after Kirk pointed out the truth, he was still confused.
Callum was also full of confusion, so he couldn't find any clues about where the body was hidden, even though it was right under their noses.
Kirk didn't keep the secret any longer, now it's time to reveal the answer.
"Look, a magic trick is about to happen right before your eyes. You need to pay attention to my fingers."
Sight, gathering.
Everyone's eyes flickered to Kirk's raised right hand.
Snapped!
Kirk snapped his fingers, and one could clearly feel the audience's breathing stagnate and their hearts hang in the air, waiting for the Harry Potter moment.
However……
There was nothing, no pigeons, no rabbits, and no magic trick.
His eyes moved up slightly, and he saw Kirk with a helpless look on his face, pointing at the Easter decorations, indicating that they should pay attention there instead of here.
Cough cough.
Coughing sounds were heard sporadically, and many people used coughing to cover up their embarrassment. They would never admit that they thought they could witness magic just now -
That's really stupid.
Fortunately, Kirk's voice sounded immediately afterwards, diverting everyone's attention and allowing them to successfully conceal their embarrassment.
"one two three four five six."
Kirk was counting, in Spanish, and anyone with eyes could see that he was provoking Ms. Martinez.
"Six suitcases."
"When the police arrived at the scene after receiving the report, they found that there were six suitcases in total, namely bright red, dark green, bright yellow, sky blue, dark purple and bright orange."
“And now.”
There was a pause, and without Kirk's explanation, people began to count with their own eyes. At the same time, Kirk's voice rang in their ears again.
"Dark red. Dark green. Bright yellow. Sky blue. Deep purple. Bright orange. And, jet black."
"Seven suitcases in total."
"That is to say, within thirty minutes of us arriving at the hotel, there was an extra suitcase here."
"Mr. Manager, why don't you tell us what's going on with this suitcase?"
Smiling face.
Kirk didn't look at Ms. Martinez, but at Paul.
Paul suddenly panicked.
Is he being treated as an accomplice?
Paul turned around hurriedly to look for Ms. Martinez and the others, and saw that the three minions were pale and nervous, no longer calm and composed. His voice was stuck in his throat, and he tried to say something, but after mumbling for a long time, no sound came out.
On the other side, Alex couldn't hold back any longer.
Click.
Unlock the suitcase and flip it open.
Huh.
The onlookers standing on the side of the suitcase gasped uncontrollably, accompanied by a variety of noises such as exclamations, fear, and retching.
The onlookers standing on the back of the suitcase widened their eyes and stood on tiptoe impatiently, trying to capture the truth with their own eyes.
Inside, there was a dead body.
The body was wrapped in plastic sheeting and filled with quicklime, so that its face was pale and its soft hair was also covered with quicklime, just like a snowman.
The face was ashen and bloodless, freezing its beauty forever, but it no longer had any vitality or radiance.
"Ana!"
Alex exclaimed and immediately confirmed the identity of the deceased.
Kirk also took a look at the corpse. It was more like a statue than a corpse. There was no blood, no decay, and no life. It didn't look real.
Then, Kirk turned to look at Ms. Martinez and made a demonstration gesture with his hands, "Tada."
Magic, done.
The three minions drooped their shoulders, looking more distraught than fear or shame, as if they had been kissed by a Dementor.
Ms. Martinez still stood straight, but there seemed to be a crack in her usually calm expression.
She raised her head to meet Kirk's gaze, her mouth moving slightly, with many words on her mind, but in the end, she swallowed them all, looked at Kirk, and said quietly, "We did nothing wrong, Ana shouldn't have stopped us."
They work hard, diligently, and work hard, getting up early and going to bed late to create wealth with their own hands, but they still struggle at the bottom of society; however, those jackals of Wall Street can easily create wealth that they can never achieve in their entire lives, and they squander it and enjoy it at will.
So, why can't they use their wisdom to dig out some leftovers from between the fingers of these jackals?
Ms. Martinez has her own stubbornness and pride.
"Maybe." Kirk said, which stunned Ms. Martinez slightly. She didn't expect Kirk to give such an answer.
Kirk's eyes also revealed a hint of confusion, "But, Ms. Martinez, Ana doesn't deserve this."
Ms. Martinez opened her mouth and tried to refute, but her voice got stuck in her throat. Bathed in Kirk's eyes, she was stunned.
