Screenwriter Mystery

"He's lying."

After a brief interrogation of the deceased's parents, he walked out of the funeral church.

Detective Zhou turned his head and glanced at the sad Michael family in the church, and then whispered.

"The mother of the deceased obviously knew something, but she was stopped."

During Amanda's questioning process, Detective Zhou kept his eyes on Duncan's mother. He noticed that when the word 'nightmare' came out, the other party's reaction was obviously a little different. Obviously, he should know something.

"And the priest named Merlin, the relationship between the deceased's family and him is definitely not as simple as the town sheriff said. Whether it's Michael or his wife, when they ask questions, they will always subconsciously turn to the priest. Looking in the direction, it seems to confirm that what are you afraid of?"

"Or on the contrary, they need the consolation of the priest not to be afraid of something."

"Or, or both."

As for the views of the Michael family, Amanda and Detective Zhou seem to have some differences, but they agree on one point.

That is, the parents of the deceased were indeed secretly hiding something.

"So, another case related to supernatural events?"

"Maybe……"

Frowning her brows, Amanda said in an uncertain tone.

In the video, the boy Duncan's death is strange, but this alone cannot confirm whether all this is really related to supernatural power.

After all, in the United States, there are so many bizarre death cases, no one can guarantee whether it is a supernatural factor or just a simple suicide.

……

"Okay, two police officers, it looks like this is an ordinary suicide."

"There's nothing to investigate."

A few steps later, I came out of the church.

The sheriff supported the belt on his waist, then looked at the two and said.

"You seem to want us to close the case?"

Looking at the town sheriff in front of him, Detective Zhou opened his mouth and said with a cold face.

"I didn't, Sergeant."

In the face of Detective Zhou's questioning, the look in the town sheriff's eyes drifted subconsciously, and then he opened his mouth to explain.

"From now on, the FBI takes over this suicide case, and I need you to cooperate with my investigation instead of continuing to question it."

"..."

In the face of Detective Zhou's aggressive attitude, the town sheriff's expression became a bit ugly.

He was silent for a while, and finally nodded to answer.

"As ordered, sir."

"I will accompany the family of the deceased and go to the suicide scene to investigate whether there are any useful clues in the notebook. The investigation work of the town will be handed over to you."

Glancing blankly at the town sheriff in front of him, Detective Zhou retracted his oppressive gaze, turned his head and said something to Amanda beside him.

"Actually, Detective Zhou has always been like this, treating everything with, um, impersonal..."

Looking back along the back of Detective Zhou's departure, Amanda looked at the town sheriff in front of her and spoke a few words of comfort.

"So, if he said something that made you feel uncomfortable, I can only feel sorry for it, Sheriff, I hope you don't take it too seriously."

"It's okay, sir."

Hearing Amanda's consolation, the expression on the town sheriff's face softened a little.

He glanced at the direction of the church in the town, and then opened his mouth to remind him.

"The residents of Springwood Town have always been unkind to outsiders, so if you want to investigate some issues, you need a little more patience."

"Then, next, what direction or clear goal do you want to investigate, sir?"

"What friends does Duncan have in the town?"

Recalling the words in the video clip that the boy Duncan had mentioned before his death, 'we' went to investigate the truth, Amanda gave her own answer after a little thought.

"friend?"

Hearing Amanda's question, the town sheriff's face froze for a moment, and then he quickly gave his answer.

"When it comes to friends, I know that several of Nancy's children have played with him, and they have a good relationship, but it's strange, in that case, why didn't they come to the funeral of this child..."

In front of the town sheriff, when she heard the suspicious tone in the other party's mouth, Amanda lowered her head slightly to cover the faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

Good cops are bad cops, old-fashioned but effective tactics.

……

"I heard that you and Duncan are friends?"

Springwood Town, Elm Street.

Amanda met one of the dead Duncan's friends, Nancy.

A girl with short blond hair.

"Chunmu Town is just a very small town. We were born in a small town and are of the same age, so we naturally played together."

Facing Amanda, Nancy's expression was somewhat restrained.

"In that case, do you know who Duncan has had a conflict with recently?"

"no."

Shaking her head, Cathy glanced in Amanda's direction, then lowered her head and answered in a low voice.

"Our relationship has always been good~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Duncan doesn't like to have conflicts with people. In fact, he often likes to be alone."

"If that's the case, then why don't you go to Duncan's funeral and give him his last ride?"

Hearing Amanda's question, Cathy glanced in her direction unconsciously, and then whispered: "Actually, many people are still reluctant to accept the news of Duncan's suicide, and do not want to go to church to see him. Last but not least, I'm afraid..."

"I'm sorry, Cathy, but Duncan is really dead. I just got back from his funeral, and you have to accept that."

Hearing this, the town sheriff who was standing behind Amanda suddenly spoke up and comforted the girl Cathy in front of him.

"..."

Facing the comfort of the town sheriff, Cathy looked up at Amanda's position and lowered her head, with a sad look on her face.

Opposite, noticing that the girl raised her head frequently, Amanda couldn't help raising her eyebrows.

She originally thought that the reason why the girl was so cautious was because of her relationship.

However, at the moment, it seems that it is not for this reason.

If it wasn't for her, then?

Thinking of this, Amanda turned her head and glanced at the town sheriff who was standing behind her.

There was a thoughtful look in his eyes, and he said immediately.

"Sheriff, I wonder if you can go out for a while."

In front of Amanda's order, the small town sheriff's expression was a little hesitant. He lowered his head and glanced at Cathy and Amanda in front of him.

"As ordered, sir."

Then he nodded, supported the belt on his waist, and walked out of the room with a little unwillingness.

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