I Develop A Detective Game And The Police Call Me To File

"Know the truth?!"

Teacher Ma, Constantine, Foscarelli, Michele and all the people present looked at Poirot in surprise.

Just a few simple interrogations like this, and you will know the truth?!

Michelle's face was slightly gloomy. He and Hubart glanced at each other, and the other party shook his head calmly.

At this time, apart from the shock, a discordant atmosphere spread.

Teacher Ma came back to his senses, looked at Poirot in surprise, and grabbed his slippery hand.

"Poirot, is what you said true? Do you know who the murderer is?!"

"certainly!"

Poirot nodded affirmatively.

Foscarelli broke the slightly awkward atmosphere, and said with a smile: "Hahaha...... Is it because I reminded you that it inspired you?! Poirot, then I am a great contributor. Turn around and you You have to thank me very much!"

"Six Seven Zero" "Of course, it would be even better if you could answer two more questions for me!"

Foscarelli's eyes flickered: "Haha...Of course."

"Did Mr. Beddoes leave the box on the night of the murder?"

"No, he has a toothache, and he groans in pain from time to time. It's so annoying! It made me sleepless all night.

"Have you ever provided personal service to others?"

"of course not!"

"Good! Thank you for your answer, Mr. Foscarelli.

Poirot got up and held out his hand.

Foscarelli responded to Poirot, "You're welcome, I hope my answer can help you!"

After speaking, leave this compartment.

Not long after, Michel arrived with the last interrogator in the train car.

"Sit down, Mr Hardman.

"Thanks!"

Hardman thanked him and sat opposite Poirot.

"You are Cyrus B. Hartman, theater agent?"

"No no no! I mean, I'm not a theatrical agent, that's a fake license that Pinkerton got me.

"The detective agency?"

"Yes! Istanbul branch! Because Mr. Ratchett needed an American bodyguard, I came here, but unfortunately, my protection was not good enough... and Mr. Ratchett died"

Hardman said with a bit ashamed expression.

"So, that's the main purpose of your trip?"

"Yes!"

"Can you prove it?"

"certainly!"

As Hardman spoke, he took out a business card from his pocket.

Poirot took it, and after looking carefully, he took out a photo from his pocket and handed it to Hardman.

This was given to him by Schmidt before.

Hardman held the photo in front of him, his eyes became serious, and his expression became dignified.

At this moment, in the picture in front of his eyes, the manor of Colonel Armstrong's family flashed five years ago, and the news of the nanny Polritt's suicide was published in the newspapers.

"I know her, Pollette, Pollette Michel."

Hardman said, for some reason, his eyes suddenly turned red.

"Okay, thank you!"

Interrogate everyone.

Poirot came to the dining car of the train with a series of physical evidence related to the case, such as pajamas, conductor's clothes, and a bloody dagger.

At this time, everyone was waiting in the restaurant, having a heated discussion.

When Poirot appeared, the discussion stopped immediately, and all eyes were fixed on him.

"Everyone, our Mr. Pineapple has sorted out the truth of the whole case! Therefore, I hope that everyone present can keep quiet when he is stating the truth! If anyone dares to destroy...then I will hand it over to the police at that time deal with!"

Teacher Ma looked at everyone seriously.

Because, his victory in the second game is coming soon!

This time, happiness came too fast, like a tornado!

I haven't even asked Zhou Ran and Ren Jun for help!!

After Poirot prepared everything, his eyes swept over all the people present.

After a moment, he said: "Ladies and gentlemen, I am sure you already know that a loathsome murderer has been murdered, and it is clear that a devil like him deserved it.

"Then how was he killed? I have a simple conclusion here. There is evidence to prove that the murderer is unfamiliar to all of us. All of us present seem to have never seen him."

"Mrs Harbart said someone was hiding in her compartment at 1:15 in the morning and she later found a button from a conductor's uniform. Miss Schmidt found a conductor's uniform in her suitcase , and after my careful judgment, the size is obviously not Pierre's......"

"Not only that, but one button just happened to be missing, and it was the one Mrs. Harbart found. And there was a master key to the train door in her trouser pocket."

"Later, Mrs. Harbart found this blood-stained dagger. After Dr. Constantine confirmed, it was the murder weapon used by the murderer."

"That said, the facts are already very clear. The whole process should be that the murderer disguised himself as a conductor, boarded the train at Belgrade station, and then used this key to easily enter Recht's room, and then stabbed him to death.

"Then who is he? I don't know, but I agree with Foscarelli. He thinks the mafia killed him. I believe the Yugoslav police will find out the truth about this kind of vendetta within the mafia." of."

After hearing Poirot's words, Habart, Michelle and the others couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

There was a slight smile on Kuhaha's face.

Foscarelli, who had been sitting in the back with a tense expression, suddenly laughed.

"Hahaha, Poirot, let me just say that I am the biggest contributor to this case!! Looking back, you have to thank me very much!"

"Huh? My mother's ears were pricked up, and I said to see how many details Poirot would miss, and how many points will be scored in the end, and that's the result?"

"Hahahahahahaha... Poirot can't do it this round, he didn't even touch the edge of the murder case.

"It shouldn't be, it absolutely shouldn't be!"

"You 0.9s saw the tense look of the murderer team just now, and now everyone is laughing.

"No, I don't think it's going to end! It's not up to Bo Luo's level."

killer group.

"Phew, I was scared to death! Such a delicate case, I really thought it was solved!"

"One thing to say, although Poirot is powerful, but just a few interrogations like this, I think the possibility of knowing the truth is very low!"

"That's right! This time we are all substituting into the characters, acting with the character's background and psychological activities, there is absolutely no loophole. Now it seems that it is very successful!"

"Yeah yeah~ we're going to win soon!"

in-game.

Poirot wiped his hands and calmly said: "This is the first answer I tell you!".