Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 96 "Suicide"

Chapter 96 "Suicide"

They didn't go directly to the scene of the crime on the boulevard. There were no bullet casings or bloodstains left there, and people came and went during the day, so it was not suitable for direct divination.

Leonard was quite experienced in going out to handle cases, so he brought the two novices to the junction of Boulevard and Field Street, where the police station that governed the nearby blocks was located.

Several people showed their inspector badges, and after explaining their purpose, the police officers on duty took them to a small room next to the evidence room, and waited for a while. Another police officer, about 30 years old, had two V-shaped police officers on his shoulder badge He walked in with a small cardboard box.

Seeing that the three people in the room were all wearing inspector badges, the police officer hastily put down the cardboard box and saluted with surprise and anxiety on his face.

"Hello, I'm Inspector Leonard Mitchell, this is Miss Granger and Mr. Moretti, we are here this time to obtain evidence of the suicide case on the boulevard on July 7, And listen to the on-site testimony of the police officers handling the case."

"Sir!" The policeman saluted first before continuing to answer: "I was the policeman who rushed to the scene first. You can call me Dean. I have already brought the evidence with me."

After Dean finished speaking, he picked up the carton and handed it to Leonard.

"Very well, please repeat the situation at the time of the incident in detail."

Leonard took the carton, opened it and placed the contents on the table.The cardboard box was not big, and there were only three pieces of evidence: a brand new brass revolver, the casings of three small-caliber bullets, and a paper scroll that seemed to have something written on it.

As he flipped through the pages, he let Dean continue.

"Ok."

Dean swallowed a mouthful of saliva, took a few seconds to organize his words, and began to describe the situation at that time.

"On the morning of Saturday, July 7, it was almost noon, when I was patrolling Field Street and was walking to the intersection with the boulevard, I heard a gunshot and then a woman screamed. Call, the direction is on the side of the boulevard..."

Attracted by the cries, Dean thought that there was a vicious incident of robbery on the street, and immediately ran to the boulevard. After walking about 200 meters, he saw the dead body of Lawrence surrounded by passers-by.

He was lying on the ground with a big hole in the back of his head, and red and yellow spots were scattered all over the ground. He was holding a brand new revolver in his hand.

There were panicked ladies around, men pretending to be calm, and children who were taken away from the scene by their parents covering their eyes. Everyone looked panicked and innocent.

"You knew his name was Lawrence at the time, do you know him?" Leonard asked curiously, he was looking through the evidence with gloves on while listening.

"No, I didn't recognize who the deceased was, but a passer-by recognized him and introduced him to me. The deceased was the founder of Tingen No. [-] Iron and Steel Plant. Indebted and bankrupt."

"The boss of the bankrupt company... I see, you continue."

Leonard nodded, and handed the revolver to Angel, who also put on the cloth gloves provided by the evidence room, took the revolver and checked it.

Small caliber, single-action, the lubricating oil in the bolt is still clean, the rifling is not worn, it looks like a new purchase... There is a little blood on the muzzle, because it is fired against the upper jaw... The cylinder can hold six rounds , but there were only three shell casings, one was used up by suicide, and the rest was used for practice with the new gun?

Angel carefully examined the revolver that Lawrence used to commit suicide. Seeing that Leonard stopped asking questions, Dean continued to introduce the case.

"According to the description of the crowd at the scene, Lawrence shouted loudly before his death, attracted passers-by, showed the banner he was carrying, and scolded the mayor...The former mayor Dennis did not abide by the agreement with him, and he still owed a huge amount after bankruptcy Then he took out the revolver in his pocket, put it in his mouth without hesitation, and shot himself dead."

Klein opened the banner among the evidence on the table. It was a paper banner about 1 meters long, with the words "Liar" and "Die with the scammer" written in big blood red characters. The name of former mayor Dennis is written on it, and a big cross is drawn on it.

"Based on the circumstances at the time, do you think Lawrence is sane? Does he smell alcohol or drugs?"

Klein rolled up the banner and asked casually.

"I didn't smell these smells next to the corpse. According to people who knew Lawrence, apart from being a little excited, he was very conscious. He also recognized his acquaintances and told him to leave quickly with the child."

"Does a man who committed suicide in despair after bankruptcy still care about this?" Klein muttered, "What about his family? What about his children? Are there any clues?"

"Lawrence sent his wife and daughter back to the countryside in Winter County one week before committing suicide. Their house in Tingen was also confiscated by the bank. Further investigations are underway in Winter County, but no results have been reported yet."

"Does the police have information about his relationship with the former mayor, or grievances?"

After checking the pistol, Angel also joined the conversation and asked Dean.

The police officer shook his head, but he didn't deny it: "I don't know about it, the higher up said it would investigate, but it has been..."

Several Nighthawks looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Okay, we understand. Next, please go out and wait at the door for a while. We need to discuss the case. If necessary, we will call you in."

Leonard saw that the other two had no other questions to ask, so he issued an order to evict Dean, and immediately locked the door after the other party saluted and left.

"What do you think?"

He returned to the table, glanced at several pieces of evidence one by one, and asked in a low voice.

"The pistol is very new and was purchased recently. There was only one shot fired at the scene, but there were three bullet casings. Lawrence should have tried it before he died and understood the power of the weapon." Angel replied first, "I checked it with my spirit vision, and it is Ordinary revolvers, but consider looking into where the gun was purchased."

"Before he committed suicide, he asked the children at the scene to leave. Maybe he didn't want to scare the children. This shows that Lawrence was still rational at the time, and he was not impulsive. He didn't want to retaliate against the society. He just wanted to kill the former mayor at the same time. .We can start with the source of the hatred and investigate whether the bankruptcy of the steel mill is related to the former mayor."

Klein took the conversation, stroked his chin and said, it's a pity that he doesn't have a beard, this behavior seems a bit contrived.

"You really think of yourself as detectives..." Leonard said with a wry smile, "I'm asking if there are any supernatural factors, and I didn't ask you to come here to investigate the mayor's corruption case."

"Unless there are Extraordinary beings who can remotely control him to do these things, what means can make a person consciously commit suicide in the street, and even settle down with his wife and daughter in advance?" Klein asked, not sure if he was asking someone else, or I am asking myself.

But he didn't struggle, and took out a copper penny from his pocket.

"It seems that we can only ask the amazing George III."

The fortune teller silently said "Lawrence's death was affected by extraordinary factors", half-closed his eyes, and tossed a coin upwards.

(End of this chapter)

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