The daily life of American drama detective

Chapter 230 Shocked, the murderer was him!Is this a distortion of human nature, or a loss of morality?

Monica laughed out loud, and then realized that it was inappropriate to laugh on this occasion, so she forcibly endured it and apologized repeatedly: "Sorry, sorry."

"Is that why you asked me?"

Chandler looked at Director Randy Tischer with a twitching corner of his mouth.

"correct."

Commissioner Randy Tischer thought that everyone still didn't understand, so he looked around, moved closer to Chandler, and explained in a low voice: "I remember you said that your mother is Nora Bing, and this Joanna "Under the Bed, Joanna's Story" is a similar book that Ni's mother is good at writing."

"So you think my family has a long history?"

Chandler almost jumped up, and laughed at himself: "Then I'll tell you...you really found the right person! My mother is Nora Bing, and no one knows the things in the bed better than her! And my father now Dancing in Las Vegas, no one understands the mentality of a Las Vegas dancer better than him."

"really?"

Director Randy Tischer, who was naturally dumbfounded, didn't hear Chandler's self-mockery and complaints that were about to explode, and said happily: "I really didn't know that your father is so similar to Joanna, it seems that I am looking for you You really found the right one!"

"..."

Chandler was speechless, facing this strange existence that naturally restrained his humor shield, he really had nothing to do.

Monica, who knew the inside story, almost didn't laugh crazy, and finally knew why Chandler for short and this Director Randy Tischer were crouching dragons and phoenixes.

Really too funny!

"Why do you think it's not suicide?"

Chandler asked tiredly.

"Look!"

Director Randy Tischer motioned everyone to look at a check on the table: "This is a check from New York Press that has not been deposited into her account. It is a full $5."

Speaking of this, he lowered his voice again, and looked at Chandler inquiringly: "This should be a lot for a former Las Vegas dancer and now a newcomer to Liu Bei's novels, right?"

"Holy shit!"

Monica exclaimed: "Is it so profitable to write Liu Bei's novels? I got a signing fee of 5 dollars before it was published, which is enough for an A-level wedding..."

"What A-level wedding?"

Commissioner Randy Tischer looked over in surprise.

"It's nothing."

Monica sneaked a glance at Chuck who had been sizing up the scene. Seeing that he didn't pay attention, she was relieved and shook her head in disappointment.

Of course, she cannot dream of every girl having a grand wedding, and in her vision, a grand and perfect wedding will probably cost $5.

These days, Mei Dao is still very strong, her family is better than hers, her father is a well-known surgeon, and Rachel from a wealthy middle-class family held a wedding with a dentist who can earn a lot of money, and it only cost $4.

So $5 is really a lot.

Ok.

There seems to be something wrong.

Her dream grand wedding is just a signing fee for a newcomer Liu Bei's novel... This omen is not very good.

"5 dollars is actually not as much as you imagined. It's enough to kill an A-level wedding."

Chandler knew what the A-level wedding that Monica was talking about, so he couldn't help but tease: "But woman, um, this refers to the female writer of Liu Bei's novels, how many A-level weddings will there be in a lifetime?" ?5 US dollars is sprinkled, my mother is making a lot of money, right? She is one of the top female writers in the world, but how many times have she been married? Even my son can’t remember it. Marriage and divorce cost countless money , all I remember is that one day she stopped writing, and there was no money left for me."

"Like this?"

Commissioner Randy Tischer was shocked, and patted Chandler on the shoulder: "Sure enough, I was right to find you. You have taught me a lot, so although the signing fee of 5 dollars has not been deposited into the account, but It doesn't mean she didn't commit suicide."

"...You really know how to focus."

Chandler grumbled.

"Isn't it?"

Commissioner Randy Tischer was stunned, then patted his forehead: "Oh, by the way, how much does your father earn as a dancer?"

"Chuck!"

Chandler was also paralyzed, and he didn't even have the thought of complaining, but he could subdue this naturally dull person by calling out.

"It was murder."

Chuck, who had been observing the scene, gave his own judgment.

"Yes!"

When Director Randy Tischer heard that Chuck gave the same inference as him, he immediately clenched his fists and applauded happily. Seeing other people looking over, he immediately said with a reserved and smug smile: "I have worked with Monk for a few times. In [-], I also had some instincts to solve crimes, and now Chuck has proved that my instincts are indeed right!"

"New Jersey is so lucky to have a police chief like you."

After recovering for a few seconds, Chandler regained his fighting spirit and sneered, "You actually have such a powerful intuition~"

"Thank you."

Commissioner Randy Tischer took the 'compliment' across the board.

"Why is it murder and not suicide?"

Monica sees that the crouching dragon and phoenix chicks are always stuck in their funny thinking, and they act as plot explanation tools without a teacher.

"Look at this hanging rope."

Chuck motioned everyone to look at the hanging rope still hanging there: "There is also this stool for hanging, obviously she didn't hang herself."

Seeing everyone looking at him in bewilderment, he explained: "A simple math problem, the hanging rope is 2 meters, the stool is 45cm, the proportion of the victim is eight heads, how tall should the victim be?"

"..."

Monica tried hard to regain this simple mathematical calculation, but Director Randy Tischer thought for a while, and didn't want to try hard at all. His eyes lit up, he lifted up the fallen stool and prepared to reproduce the scene of hanging himself, and then Use his own height to estimate how tall the victim should be.

"Damn it! Just tell us the answer, or just say there's a problem here."

Chandler complained: "We believe you are."

"The victim was only 1.65 meters, and the person who used this stool to hang himself on the rope should be about 1.77 meters."

Chuck said: "Even if she stepped on her feet, she was very reluctant. It took a lot of effort to put her neck into the upper sling, but she didn't need to be so troublesome at all. She just needed to put the height of the upper sling on her neck. The stool Once kicked off, the stool was high enough to hang her."

"She's a former dancer in Las Vegas, maybe it's a professional habit?"

Chandler questioned: "Is it the habit of raising the toes high, and then hanging the hanging rope so high to ensure that I can hang myself?"

"There is a possibility."

Chuck nodded.

"Good job!"

Director Randy Tischer patted Chandler on the shoulder suddenly, and said happily: "I knew it was right to find you."

"Yeah, because my family has a long history~"

Chandler rubbed the shoulder that was slapped by Randy, mocked himself and complained: "But believe me, no one would like to see the scene of their father dancing on tiptoes. It's really hard to forget."

"That would be better."

Director Randy Tischer said with a longing look on his face: "I really hope I have such memories of my father."

"..."

Chandler was speechless again.

Director Randy Tischer saw that Chandler didn't speak, and thought he didn't know, so he explained: "My father passed away very early."

"Needless to say, I know!"

Chandler interrupted.

He really wanted to say that even if your father passed away early, but it was really miserable, it is not necessarily worse than him. If the two could switch their backgrounds, they would probably both be willing to choose Randy Tischer.

"Although it is possible, the possibility is too low, isn't it?"

Monica looked at Chuck and asked, "And you have other reasons for murder, right?"

"Ah."

Chuck nodded, pointing to the on-site photos taken by the forensics department: "People who hang themselves will struggle violently at the last moment of their lives. The scars on the victim's neck and the traces of scratching the rope in the fingers and nails are contrary to this point. .”

"But the preliminary autopsy results did show that he was hanged and suffocated five days ago."

Commissioner Randy Tischer said, "It wasn't put up after death, how do you explain that?"

"He fell into a coma after being sedated, was hung up and suffocated to death."

Chuck gave the answer: "Didn't the forensic autopsy report say that tranquilizers were found?"

"However, the forensic doctor said that many people who hang themselves will try to overdose with sleeping pills and tranquilizers. After they fail, they will choose to hang themselves again. This is very normal."

After Director Randy Tischer finished speaking, he subconsciously looked at Chandler.

"..."

The corner of Chandler's mouth twitched, and he said speechlessly: "Sorry, I really don't have experience with this, and my parents are not the kind of people who would die if they disagreed. They are much stronger than me, so there is no relationship. It can be used as a reference, but I feel like dying now, I will try it when I go back tonight, and I will tell you the result."

"This is not fun to try."

Director Randy Tischer quickly stopped: "Besides, after you tried it, you died, how can you tell me?"

"Don't worry, I won't let you go even if I die."

Chandler mimics a grin.

Director Randy Tischer swallowed suddenly, a little scared.

no way.

He is superstitious.

"Don't worry, my good friend Phoebe will help you get rid of him when the time comes, she is the best at psychic."

Monica joked: "Let's focus on the case now."

That's right!

Even she, who came to the crime scene for the first time, can see that with Chandler and Randy Tischer, the two crouching youngsters, the investigation of the case can always go astray without knowing it. .

"This is indeed a certain possibility."

Chuck still did not deny this possibility, nodded and said: "But a dancer can commit suicide by taking a tranquilizer overdose first, and if she fails, she can also hang herself with extreme effort, but she will not design a mechanical device to commit suicide. right?"

Everyone followed his reminder and saw four drill holes on the kitchen ceiling.

"These are newly drilled holes, not older than a week."

Chuck motioned for everyone to look at the ashes that fell on the ground: "You also said that the body was found by the cleaners. It died five days ago, and the cleaners come to clean it up once a week."

"Indeed."

Monica nodded: "If the cleaners come, they will definitely clean up the ash from these drilling holes."

"These four holes seem to be installed with some kind of base."

Chandler also nodded and said something seriously, but in the next second, he caught a glimpse of Director Randy Tischer who also nodded and looked over, and still couldn't hold back the funny self-mockery and complained: "Damn it, I don't want to Any comments on this!"

"I'm not going to ask you to comment?"

Director Randy Tischer looked at him strangely: "Is there anything special about this?"

"enough!"

Monica couldn't listen anymore, and interrupted Chandler's funny with a frown.

Going on, there are some disgusting people.

She didn't want to hear about the unspoken quirks of Chandler's parents, or now the mothers.

"So she was sedated, and then a mechanical device was specially set up to hang her, in order to create the illusion of suicide."

Monica asked puzzled, "But why bother?"

"Because the murderer wants to create an alibi!"

Chandler and Director Randy Tischer said in unison.

"Ah."

Chuck said: "There was no sign of forced entry, and the neighbors didn't hear any movement. The murderer should be someone the victim knew and was let in by her. After the two drank together, the murderer put a tranquilizer in the wine." , enough to make her unconscious but not fatal. When the victim was unconscious, he designed such a device to hang the victim at regular intervals to confuse the forensic doctor and the police, so that he had sufficient alibi to get rid of the suspicion. You only need to sneak over at any time within five days, take these devices away, and clean up the scene, you can pretend that the victim committed suicide five days ago, and make people ignore that the victim was actually attacked six days ago Before or seven days ago, after the cleaners finished cleaning up and left."

"Who would go to such lengths to murder..."

Monica muttered to herself, and then looked at Chandler together with Chuck and Randy Tischer.

"...ok, very humorous, ha~ha~"

Chandler was stimulated by the three people's unison, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "I know the answer, the man in the bed, I'm so glad you think of me, it's my honor~"

"I was thinking of your mother, Nora Bean, actually."

Commissioner Randy Tischer is as natural as ever, to be honest.

"I'll give you one more chance to organize your language."

Chandler said darkly.

"Your mother, Nora Bin, is a queen-level character in Liu Bei's novels. The people in the bed are all leftovers from her writing."

Director Randy Tischer explained: "So when I mentioned the person in the bed, I thought of her and looked at you..."

"You said it was a memoir-like book for newcomers."

Monica changed the subject and said: "And a person who was a dancer in Las Vegas before her debut can get a signing fee of 5 US dollars. It must be that this memory has moved the publishing house. It is probably It's about celebrities."

"Look up who you talked to on the phone six days ago and seven days ago, and you will know which celebrity is involved."

Chuck reminded.

Director Randy Tischer immediately arranged for someone to investigate, and after locking the time, it was easy to find out.

"Everyone, you absolutely can't imagine who it will be..."

Director Randy Tischer answered the phone and said to everyone in disbelief.

"Wouldn't it be the Grand Commander?"

Chandler complained: "If it is, then I may really run for the commander-in-chief like Chuck said in the future, because whoever gets in can do it."

"It's even more shocking than being a commander in chief!"

Commissioner Randy Tischer slowly said a name: "Steven Wegner!"

"what!"

Monica exclaimed: "Legendary astronaut, American hero, little Howard's idol...how could it be him?"

(End of this chapter)