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Chapter 22 Bullets in Shotguns

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[Blake sat near the rooftop of Apartment No. 32, drinking wine, but the wine was gone. When he turned his head to pick it up, his right foot was placed on the damaged wire. The electric current passed and instantly reached Black's entire body. After a tingling sensation, Black fell down on the rooftop of the apartment building.]

This is the ideal start of a case and is most likely the truth of the case.

Xiao Han suddenly remembered the body of Black that he saw in the morgue before, and the reddish-brown marks on his right ankle could be explained clearly.

After being electrocuted, a person will leave a mark on his skin, perhaps referring to that piece.

It's so pitiful. I was drinking a small wine on the rooftop. When I got up to get the wine, I was electrocuted, which led to this case.

But, there is a reason for this.

If he hadn't scared Peter, the repairman with a gun, and if he hadn't listened to Peter's advice and insisted on drinking here, he wouldn't have ended up like this, being hit by a bullet and being inserted into the heart by a rusty knife, it was called self-inflicting.

Thinking of this, the other two doubts in this case have not been resolved.

That is the No. 20 caliber bullet and knife.

Who shot the bullet and who threw the knife there?

These are worthy of Xiao Han's deep thinking and investigation of reasoning, but now it's time to interrogate, no, ask the residents of Apartment No. 32.

After Detective Tom arrived at the estranged residential gathering place in the estranged building, Xiao Han and White saw about twenty residents here. The apartment building has ten floors, and there are two residents on average on each floor, which is not very crowded.

When I heard that they were here to ask about Black, everyone's opinion was that this person was very lazy.

Then there was a talkative discussion. Detective Tom calmed them several times, but it was fruitless.

Xiao Han really couldn't stand it because he needed some quiet environment when he thought about problems. The discussions between these people, the elderly, young, children, old, men, and women, were mixed together, making people unable to turn their minds.

"You just need to keep people with blood or kinship with Black, including his wife. Others, wait until these people have any questions after they have any questions."

In the scene in front of him, Xiao Han thought of when he was in the external space and accidentally passed by the vegetable market, the scene there was the same as it is now.

In order to make himself quiet for a while, he patted Tom on the shoulder and whispered.

Tom, who understood, immediately shouted at Detective Xiao's request at the top of his voice.

Soon, everyone left here as if they were running for their lives.

Rather than resting here and being asked, they don't go to work, live, and do their own things right away.

After all the people who had nothing to do with the case left the hall, there were three people who were left here, two old ones and one female one.

After comparing the residents' information in Detective Tom, the two old men in front of him were Black's parents, Nick and his wife, and the woman was Black's wife, Kelly.

The two old men's trembling and fearful look fell into Xiao Han's eyes. Perhaps because of the previous referee's eyes and ears, Xiao Han did not intend to let them leave. He only had a case in his mind now.

Tom couldn't stand it, so he took two empty chairs from the side, handed them to the old man, and comforted them to sit down and have a good rest.

"What were you doing when Black died?"

Xiao Han, who had been holding hands and frowning at the Nicks and his wife, asked while both of them were in a stable mood.

"On November 1st, Black fell from this apartment building. At this time, you must tell clearly wherever you are, when and what you do. If you lie to me, I can still let Officer Tom arrest you for obstructing public service."

When she said the last sentence, Xiao Han vaguely felt something was wrong. After all, she was a small detective, so how could she order her client?

But when he glanced at Detective Tom casually and saw the expression on his face, he gave up his thoughts.

Flattery, flattering, disgusting expressions.

It's really uncomfortable, but it also gives me some great power.

He would understand, just for the case.

Xiao Han thought of this, but there was still a selfless expression on his face.

November 1st.

This is the most memorable day for the Nicks.

One is because of the death of his son, and the other is because of their daily lives, some episodes have occurred.

"On November 1st, I, I, I, was arguing with my wife." After some recollection, Mr. Nick took the lead and said, "That day we started arguing about our son's independence and the trivial things in our daily lives."

While saying this, Mr. Nick held his wife's hand tightly. The old couple looked so loving at this moment.

"Where do you live? I mean, which floor?" Xiao Han continued to ask. He knew the answer. The reason he asked this was to test whether these two old men were deceiving themselves.

“Seventh floor.”

After getting the accurate answer, Xiao Han continued to hold his chin and ponder something.

"By the way, on November 1st, there was a gunshot. Have you heard it?"

Gunshot.

While these two words were spit out by the detective, Mr. Nick's face changed.

"Yes, I shot."

Before Xiao Han could continue to ask questions, Mr. Nick continued to explain.

"I was arguing with my wife at that time. When I was so angry that I found the hunting rifle I used to hunt when I was young and pulled the trigger at her..."

When talking about this, Xiao Han noticed that Mr. Nick's expression was very plain, as if he was explaining a very ordinary thing.

"A couple quarreled and became angry, and the man shot his wife." If this title appeared on the Internet in the external space, it would definitely be a headline, but why, the old man's expression was so calm when he explained it, and even Mrs. Nick was so dull. What was going on?

"Don't get me wrong. This is what we have always done. Use empty guns to scare my wife. My wife and I know that there are no bullets in the shotgun." After seeing the expressions on Xiao Han, White, and Detective Tom's face, Mr. Nick knew what was wrong with them and immediately explained, "But, on November 1st, after I pulled the trigger at my wife, the bullet flew out of the barrel."

"You mean, there were no bullets in the hunting rifle you used to argue, but they were loaded that day, right?"

"Yes."

Mr. Nick held his wife's right hand tightly and nodded desperately.

"You must believe me. I really didn't want to hurt her. I love her very much!"

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