Wine and Gun

Mrs. Talos glanced across the front yard, and from the porch where they sat, a few children could be seen playing on the grass, her grandsons and granddaughters—not including little Amy, who was still being treated in the hospital .

"Your eldest son died thirty years ago, and people always have to plan for their relatives who are still alive. This is also human." McCard also followed her gaze, watching The children playing, "I know your family can't afford the high medical bills for that kid...but I met a UNICEF director while working on the case, and if you want, I can put He introduced you."

Mrs. Talos turned her head and looked at McCard in a bit of amazement.

And the federal agent was still watching the children playing in the grass, the sun falling on his forehead and the bridge of his nose, and he smiled as the children let out screaming laughter.

"The world is for such children, ma'am," he said peacefully, "not for murderers."

And at this moment, Mrs. Talos stared at Herstal Armalite.

She could see the faint shadow of the malnourished young man on this man's face, and these old images were hidden in the eyes of the other party's brows that were too angular. Now that she remembered Will, she played a hymn at that piano at Christmas Mass, her eyes a strange steel blue under the brilliant light.

Your oldest son died thirty years ago. And people always have to plan for their relatives who are still alive.

Mrs. Talos swallowed gān, she had admitted to Mr. Holmes that she did remember Will, but... she opened her mouth slowly—

This is also human nature.

"...No, I don't have much impression of that child. Beatrice doesn't have a few friends in the choir." Mrs. Talos smiled palely, shrinking slightly under the other's knife-like gaze, " I know what you want to ask, Mr. Armalette, but I don't think I ever saw you in White Oak."

Miss Morgenstern walked across the edge of the dance floor of "Sodoma", and every tiny fold of her frown was full of disapproval of the store's decoration.

At this moment she can't help but miss the never-ending jazz and retro decor of the strip bar she owned in Hoxton, but it will take some time before she can clean up the mess and go back to Europe.

Natalie Milkoff followed her, a woman with red-eyed eyes and who had apparently just cried: being severely criticized (or being reminded that her family was being "sanctuated" by Miss Morgenstern) comparable It would be much kinder to kill her directly. In fact, there was no need for her to cry like this.

——It was at this time that a blond boy almost slammed his head into Miss Morgenstern.

Seeing this scene, Natalie's breathing almost stopped: logically, an apparently underage child shouldn't headlessly bump into her immediate boss in a nightclub, she really doesn't need more criticized. And Miss Morgenstern took the young man slowly by the shoulders and pulled him away.

"Is something wrong?" she said in her usual languid tone, thoughtfully substituting English.

Others didn't expect that the boy's words started like this. He said in a hurried tone: "Ma'am, the Sunday gardener is outside!"

Note:

[1] The only photograph that proves Herstal was in the choir at St. Anthony's Church is the one in the church archives (the one found by Hunter Sr.). No one but Hunter knew of the photo's existence, and Hunter himself didn't know the photo was useful in the trial, which he did not participate in.

Hunter had bribed the White Oak police to obtain information on the 1987 killings and showed Olga the information, which included a picture of Slade but not Herstal. But through the way the piano strings are knotted, it can be associated with the pianist from this case, and it can be concluded that the 1987 murder case was the pianist's first case, because he was originally there to investigate where Herstal went, It is easy to conclude that Herstal = pianist.

Slade himself saw the information on Herstal collected by the warden, but he could associate Will with the photos of Herstal in high school. Since he knew the details of the 1987 homicide and knew that Westland had a pianist, he spontaneously linked the two things together, and came to the conclusion that Will = Herstal = Westland Piano teacher's conclusion.

McCard listened to Slade's "Herstal = pianist and he was going to kill me 30 years ago" without reading any material before contacting the Kentucky police to find out. The data on the 1987 murders were produced and shared with Hardy, in other words, their conclusions were based entirely on inference.

Chapter 103 Secret Rose 07

I don't know if Herstal expected Mrs. Talos to give this answer. His face seemed colder, but there was no uncontrollable emotion. At the same time, the experienced reporters in the courtroom obviously realized that the current situation was not right. For a while, everyone in the auditorium conveyed questioning eyes, and the atmosphere was a little impetuous.

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