Volume 1: The Gate of Flesh and Blood Chapter 65 Appearance
The waiter who was accused of being the murderer was stunned.
Then he waved his hands repeatedly.
"I am not!"
"The key is in the hands of Mr. Chef. I can't possibly lock the door!"
The other party said loudly.
Goethe narrowed his eyes and spoke word by word.
"Who said the murderer left the kitchen after the murder?"
Suddenly, everyone was stunned.
Lanster, who had been smiling, suddenly opened his eyes. It was obvious that the sheriff had thought of something.
And the young man who had spoken of the word "through the wall" was also looking at Goethe with interest.
The rest of the people haven't reacted yet.
"The head chef entered the kitchen, and the deputy chef broke in through the door. Everyone was immediately attracted by the body on the ground. They ignored the people around them, or to be more precise ..."
"The location behind the door!"
Goethe continued.
This time, everyone reacted.
"He just hid behind the door?!"
People looked at the waiter in confusion.
"You're talking nonsense!"
"I discovered Chef's body with everyone else!"
the waiter yelled.
"Yeah?"
"Then please clean the grease on your back - Sheriff Lanster, please check if there is any grease on the wall behind the kitchen door that has been rubbed off."
Goethe said without interest.
The case that suddenly appeared before his eyes was really too simple for Goethe, who had watched more than 600 episodes of the death of an elementary school student and the whole series as a grandfather in his hometown. Especially when his [body] was almost three times that of an ordinary person, some details that ordinary people could not observe were infinitely magnified in Goethe's eyes.
For example……
Heartbeat!
The waiter in front of him had a very violent heartbeat since the beginning. Even the screaming lady's heartbeat had calmed down, but the other party remained the same.
This naturally attracted Goethe's attention.
After careful observation, Goethe discovered the trick.
Just like doing a problem and looking up the answer in advance, the whole process can be deduced quickly - well, except for math.
"Kugen!"
Lanster shouted immediately, and the deputy sheriff rushed to the kitchen, and then found that a piece of the greasy wall behind the door was really scratched off.
Immediately, Ge Gen rushed towards the waiter.
Without any resistance, the waiter collapsed when Ge Gen rushed over.
"It's his fault!"
"He told me that adding some drugs to food would make it delicious, but he didn't tell me that doing so would make diners addicted and even die!"
the waiter yelled.
Goethe raised his eyebrows. To be honest, he suddenly felt that it was not such a pity not to have lunch here. Moreover, he thought that Maria's "blood-replenishing soup" might not be so difficult to swallow.
Maybe……
Should I go home for dinner?
If Maria cooks now, it should still be in time, right?
Goethe was thinking, but a polite smile appeared on his face .
Because a group of reporters who were blocked outside the door by patrol police had already rushed in at this time.
"What happened Mr. Marple?"
"How did you discover the murderer?"
"Did you just help the police arrest the murderer?"
These reporters gathered around Goethe and asked questions.
Even though they witnessed the whole process, they still asked with great interest at this time.
Not just because of the profession.
Also because...
They are really interested.
When they met Goethe, they felt like they had stumbled upon a treasure.
Every time they thought they knew Goethe well enough, he would reveal a more 'fresh' side.
First, there is the gentleman who is fearless of thugs.
And then there are the good travel writers.
Next is the boy from the Bloodshed Club.
Now what?
detective!
Not a third-rate detective who investigates extramarital affairs and looks for kittens and puppies, but a first-rate detective who can solve murders.
Thinking of this, the reporters immediately became excited.
If it were not inappropriate, they really wanted to dig up Goethe and see if he had any new identity.
"As you can see, an unfortunate incident has occurred here and I was just hoping to treat myself to a good lunch and had no idea I would be involved in this."
"And I was able to find the murderer because I was able to carefully observe everything around me."
"If Sheriff Lanster had not been impatient to ask me for help, I would have waited patiently until the last moment, and then pointed out the murderer when he was about to escape."
Goethe answered with a smile.
This answer excited the reporters present.
They all heard clearly the hidden meaning of Goethe's words.
Especially the last sentence.
The words 'can't wait', 'wait patiently' and 'escape' made these reporters think a lot.
Immediately, the reporters looked at Lanster.
At this time, facing a group of reporters, Lanster could no longer keep smiling, and his smile was a little stiff.
But Goethe's words did not stop.
"I have no ill intentions. I am just an ordinary citizen who hopes that every police officer can protect our safety as advertised."
Goethe almost repeated Lanst's words before.
Lanster's already somewhat stiff smile was completely frozen on his face.
Looking at Lanster's expression, Goethe continued.
"I think Sheriff Lanster can do it, right?"
"The murderer just said something extraordinary. Sheriff Lanster will definitely get to the bottom of this, right?"
"certainly!"
Lanster's voice was almost squeezed out from between his teeth.
Goethe was all smiles.
The other party wants him to make a fool of himself, so of course he has to fight back.
Moreover, you have to find more things for the other party to do, as a reward for the interest.
Look how kind he is. He didn't call for fighting or killing, but just made the other party tired of running around.
Then, after dealing with the reporters with ease, Goethe walked out of the restaurant.
At this time, the value in Goethe's reputation column has reached 20!
And this is far from the limit. Goethe is very clear that by tomorrow, after what happened here is reported, his reputation will rise again.
"It's an unexpected gain, right?"
Goethe thought this and prepared to get on the carriage.
At this time——
"Mr. Marple?"
There was a shout from behind.
It was the young man who was in the restaurant before with three bodyguards.
At this time, the other party did not let the bodyguard follow, but signaled the bodyguard to stay where he was and walked towards Goethe alone.
In order to maintain Poirot Marple's character, Goethe stopped and turned to look at the other party.
"I'm sorry to bother you, Mr. Marple."
"Your reasoning is as brilliant as your writing!"
"And your own experience must be even more exciting than yours!"
The other party walked over quickly, praising him repeatedly.
"Thank you for the compliment."
Goethe responded with a smile.
“No, no no!”
"I'm not praising you, I'm telling the truth!"
The young man lowered his voice as he spoke and wrote a symbol with his finger.
Suddenly, Goethe's pupils shrank.
because……
That was the picture he was hiding in!
