Wine and Gun
Chapter 27
Albarino recalled some of the clip in his mind just now: the clip in which the gunman shot Herstal, but unfortunately he was standing behind the lawyer and couldn't see the expression on the other party's face at that moment.
After all, Albarino, unlike the Westland pianist, won't get cheap pleasure from the moments when these people are dying. He was just instinctively curious about the state of the person in front of him when he was between life and death. He needed to know more about this person before he could make a suitable work... Anyway, he was grateful that the crappy shooter missed the shot Herstal, since the Norman Brothers incident, he doesn't need any more external force to interrupt his plans.
He was pressing on a man's bleeding wound now, his fingers were full of hot blood, and his mind was not here.
Hestal asked in a low voice, "You did call the police, didn't you?"
And Albarino just recalled the moment just now, Herstal raised his left arm subconsciously, as if that action could really stop the footsteps of Death——
Albarino was startled.
"Yes, of course I called the police." After a moment, he laughed and winked meaningfully at the lawyer. "I've always thought deeply about things, Herstal."
Chapter 8 Confession to Persephone 02
"The gunman's name is Mark Jones." Police Officer Bart Hardy said that now the office building has been emptied, and they are standing in a blockade line borrowed by láng. The injured employee has been taken away by an ambulance and is still on the ground. There is a large piece of blood that is gradually drying up, "He's having a bit of a holiday with your employee, right?"
Herstal, one of the owners of the law firm A\u0026H - whose partner Mr. Holmes is on a business trip in Europe, can't help the mishap - is standing by Officer Hardy's side.
He and Albarino have both left to take notes. There are other forensic and crime scene investigation teams working at the crime scene. Olga and Bates are nowhere to be seen. Obviously, this kind of shooting will not be the turn of these heroes. .
"That was probably more than half a year ago...but I don't think it's considered a holiday." Herstal recalled, frowning slightly, "Six months ago, Mr. Jones' daughter was charged for armed robbery. , Davis of our firm - the employee who was shot - acted as the defense attorney for the defendant in that case. The evidence in that case was clear and there was nothing to say. Punishment and pleaded guilty to the girl."
"Mr. Jones doesn't think so?" Albarino asked.
Herstal took out his No. 8 snort to deal with the problem: "Jones thinks his daughter's crime was forced by her boyfriend at the time, and he wants Davis to plead not guilty, but obviously the jury won't I would think so - Jones' daughter was only sentenced to three years in prison, which is the best outcome we could have fought for."
"Even if this will cause Jones' dissatisfaction, it won't lead to the current consequences, right? Besides, you also said that it was all half a year ago." Albarino asked in a completely incomprehensible tone.
At this time, Hardy's phone rang, and someone apparently sent him a message. He looked down at the phone for a while, and then said, "I know why: Mark Jones' daughter is dead."
Albarino said, "Huh?"
"She died in a small bào incident at the Women's Prison. It was a complete accident, a week ago," Hardy said.
"This explains it: the desperate father couldn't accept the accidental death of his daughter and could only blame it on my staff, who was unwilling to take any responsibility for his daughter's death anyway." Herstal was stern. said without trying to hide the slightest trace of contempt in his voice.
"Anyway, we need so many records now. I don't see any suspense in this case." Hardy said deflatedly, half of his mind might still be thinking about the Sunday gardener and the Westland pianist. Let him come now. Running the case may be reluctant. He waved his hand and told Herstal to show Herstal the clipboard in the hand of the policeman who was taking notes. "Look at it, if there is no problem, sign it below, and we can go back."
Herstal took the clipboard and the pen in the policeman's hand, and frowned as he wrote only one letter: "The pen is out of water."
Albarino snorted casually, stretched a pen from the pile of paper on the desk next to him and threw it to Herstal: "Next."
Herstal swiftly raised his right hand and snapped the pen, much more agile than he was dodging bullets. Albarino stood against the table and looked at his note with a half-smiling smile. Sign it and return the board to Officer Hardy.
Interesting, Albarino chewed through every movement of the lawyer in his mind, filing them in different categories in his mind.
The crime scene was simple, the case was clear, and now that Hardy's officers had nearly everything they needed, Albarino watched them tear down the cordon—and Tommy had sent him a good Days of text messages with emojis of unknown intent asking why he hadn't returned to work. It was embarrassing, he had thought he would be back before the lunch break was over.
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