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

"You can keep things first, but you won't suspect me of this one I found in the box, right?"

Schmidt looked into Poirot's eyes, a little scared.

"Miss Schmidt, you can rest assured about this. I will definitely keep this secret enough, because you are not only a loyal servant, but also a very good cook."

"Of course, all the hostesses I have served say so..."

Schmidt was a little happy to be praised by Poirot for his cooking skills.

But soon, she realized that she had slipped her tongue.

"Thank you, Miss Schmidt."

Poirot saluted slightly, walked out of the room with a smile, leaving only Schmidt standing there blankly...

Returning to his compartment with the conductor's costume, when Poirot took his suitcase from the luggage rack, a white pajamas embroidered with red monsters fell out.

The moment Poirot looked at this pajamas, he couldn't help laughing.

Everything is developing as he guessed.

Soon, Poirot returned to the Athens carriage with these clues.

When Teacher Ma saw the clues in Poirot's hand, he immediately stood up excitedly: "Where did you find these things?"

"very interesting!"

"137 One is in Miss Schmidt's suitcase and the other is on top of mine.

Putting things away, Poirot sat opposite the Colonel.

"Are you on leave from India, Colonel?"

"Yes."

"Then why did you choose to take the land route instead of the water route? Obviously, if you take the Persian Gulf, the water route will be much more convenient."

"What route I want to take, I have my own choice."

"Colonel, I hope you will tell me your reasons clearly, otherwise, I will reasonably suspect that your purpose of going overland is because of Mr. Ratchett."

"Okay! I wanted to stop for a month to see the monuments of Ur. I happened to meet a friend of the air force commander in Baghdad and stayed for three days."

"Yes, what a coincidence. I remember that Miss Debenham also got on the bus from Baghdad. Because according to my preliminary investigation, the person who killed Ratchett was probably a woman or a man and a woman. Do you think Debenham Is it possible, Miss Benham?"

"Why do you think Miss Debenham did it? She's a gentleman!"

"Don't high class people break the law?"

"But she doesn't know Ratchett at all!!!"

"Colonel, you don't need to be so excited. I always feel like you are covering up something."

"Isn't that what you want?"

"Forget it, I'll go straight to the point, and I want to know, what's your relationship with Colonel Armstrong?"

"Joke, what can I have to do with him? You can see that his costume is quite different from mine. I am an Indian soldier, and he is a British soldier serving in India."

"Is he still in the Scottish Royal Guard?"

"How do you know that?"

When I read the newspaper, I found out about his suicide. "

"He's an idiot!"

"Colonel, it's easy to say, these are the real five lives. Armstrong's daughter was murdered; the maid was wronged and committed suicide; and Mrs. Armstrong gave birth prematurely in grief, and both mother and child died...... This kind of grief, how could it be you People like me standing here can judge?"

"You're right, so I've always thought Ratchett deserved it."

"Back to the topic, sir, the murder happened at 1:15, I want to know, what were you doing at that time?"

"I'm talking to this guy named McQueen, in his room, and he's very interested in the future of India, but it's a bit unrealistic, he thinks the British should get out of India.

"How long have you been talking?"

"We chatted until half past one and smoked three bags of pods for me."

"As far as I understand, Colonel, you are the only pipe-smoking person in the whole train."

"What's the matter? Is there anything wrong with smoking a pipe?"

(bheg) Then you look at this?!"

As Poirot said, he took out from his pocket the pipe rod, which was found on Ratchett's table, and the cleaner used to pass the pipe.

The colonel picked it up and looked at it carefully.

"This pipe rod is the same brand as mine? Is there someone still smoking in this car?"

"Do you know where this was found? On the table next to the dead man!"

"What do you mean, you suspect that I put this pipe cleaner there? But your logical reasoning is too stupid. Take a step back, even if I am the murderer "I am so stupid that I leave my things in there." Crime scene?"

"I didn't say that, Colonel."

Just then Michelle brought Miss Debenham over.

Poirot got up immediately, "Colonel, this is the end of our conversation, I want to talk to Miss Debenham.

"Can I stay?"

"Of course not, Colonel."

As he spoke, Poirot led Debenham into an ordinary room with a large transparent glass.

In this way, people outside can only see the people inside, but cannot enter.

When Miss Debenham took her seat, Poirot said directly: "Excuse me! Miss Debenham. I must cut to the chase. You and Colonel Arbuthnot fell in love at first sight in Baghdad. Why do the British hide their purest emotions?" stand up?"

"How should I answer you? Of course for . . . for . . . er . . . I don't know."

Poirot smiled slightly: "Then let me answer you. I remember that when I boarded the ship from Baghdad, I just heard part of the conversation between you and the colonel. You two hugged each other and kissed passionately. At the same time, you told him : Not now, we have to wait for everything to end..."

"Waiting for the end of what? Miss Debenham. What do you want to end? Is there a task that must be done? Is there some kind of test? Or some dark secret?"

"Is it just to kill Mr. Ratchett?!!"

Miss Debenham was very calm, glanced briefly at Poirot, and replied: "Mr. Poirot, I have no obligation to answer any of your questions."

"Not on this train, but perhaps at Broad Station, when the Yugoslav police take over the case, you will not be obliged to answer these questions.

"You don't need to worry about this. I can call my lawyer at any time. After all, this is a private matter between me and the colonel."

"Miss Debenham, in a murder case, whatever personal pretext you may cite, and evasion will only arouse greater suspicion, answer my question! When it's all over, when it's all over, please Answer this question. Otherwise, you...

Before Poirot could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the colonel rushing in angrily!.