text / [America] William Fowler Nai, Reg Brackett
translated /
Huiru Steinwood's door,
a bronze plaque in the big room during the day reads: Steinwood. There is a hand on the button of the doorbell. The bell rang.
The hallway of Steinwood's house and the
walls around the hallway of the daytime are lined with high-grade wall panels. There are two large candle lights embedded on the walls on both sides of the door, and a huge ornate chandelier hangs from the ceiling. The servant Nuris walked to the door. He was wearing a dark tuxedo, a white shirt, and a bow tie. He opened the door mirror and looked out. There was a man standing outside, also wearing a dark suit, a white shirt, a tie, and a dark hat. He said: "My name is Philip Maroway. General Steinwood wants to see me."
Nuris opened the door and let Maroway in: "I'll tell the general to tell him you are here."
Marovie: "Thank you."
Nuris left. Marovy looked at a painting on the wall in front of him.
A young girl in a dark sweater and light skirt came down the stairs. She walked to the round table. Marovi has been watching her, especially her two legs... Marovi: "Hello!"
Kalman seems to just feel the existence of Marovi. She
scanned the newspaper folder, put it on the table, and turned around a little arrogantly, and said, "You don't seem to be too tall, huh?" Marovy thought for a while, "Yes, but I I have tried my best."
"You are a beautiful boy, you should know that."
She wrapped her hair around her fingers and put it to her mouth.
Marovi: "Thank you."
"What's your name?"
Marovi said solemnly: "Reilly Doughus Reilly." (Note: This is one of the Anglo-Saxon commentaries forever Someone who doesn’t grow up.)
The girl laughed roundly, then suddenly stopped laughing to make herself serious. She straightened her hair and nodded again: "This name is so funny!"
Maruo Dui: "Do you think so?" The
girl took a deep breath, and then quickly lowered her eyes: " What do you do? Are you a boxing champion?"
"No, I'm a private job."
"What do you mean by private job?"
"Private detective."
They stood very close face to face.
"You are joking with me." A little disappointed with Marovie's attitude, the girl moved away from him a little angrily.
Marovie said teasingly: "Don't, don't..." The
girl stood motionless, and suddenly, she seemed to fall back uncomfortably. Marowei hurriedly stepped forward and hugged her in his arms, but his expression was extremely serious.
Girl: "You are such a lovely person..."
Marowei smiled, a silent smile, his face was about to touch the young girl's face. A door opened, Nuris stood still in the aisle, and then moved the vase which was well placed on the table without seeing anything.
Nuris: "Sir, the general will see you right away." The
girl stood up straight, broke free from Marovie's embrace, and ran out. Marovie threw his hat on the table and followed Nuris into a small room.
Marovie asked in a contemptuous and strange tone: "Who is that woman?"
Nuris: "Miss Calman Steinwood."
Marovie: "She should be'weaned'. Now she It's age."
Nuris: "Yes, sir."
In the flower room of the Stonewood house, he was
in a wheelchair during the day , and General Stonewood was in a wheelchair. He was wearing a white shirt, a dark bow tie, and a blanket over his shoulders.
The flower room is green and full of various plants.
Nuris: "General, this is Mr. Marovi."
Marovi: "Sir, how are you?"
General: "Please sit down."
Marovi: "Thank you."
Marovi said in front of the general. Sitting down on a chair, Nuris walked to the wine cabinet.
General: "Nuris, a glass of brandy. How would you like to drink brandy?"
Marovie: "Drink by glass." The
general smiled gently: "I like to drink with champagne. It's as cold as Fozge Canyon. Drink the same champagne together. (Note: Fozge Canyon was a battle in the War of Independence, famous for its coldness.) Come on, friends, have a drink like this bar! I like
watching people and drinking." Nuris took Marovy’s The cup is on the table. The general said: "You can take off your coat, sir."
Marovy was relieved: "Thank you!" The
general: "For a passionate person, this place is too hot. You can also smoke. I also like to smell it. The smell of smoke. It is a gratifying success for a person to successfully solve his defects under the entrustment of others. Sir, in front of you is a melancholy survivor who was once very wealthy." At this time, touch your ear with your right hand, and fiddle with the auricle with your thumb and index finger. This action appeared repeatedly later, and it was a sign that Marovy had begun to use his brains. "...I can only eat very few things, and my sleep is also symbolic, and it can hardly be called sleep. I especially need calories, just like a spider just born."
Marovy felt it again. It was hot, he loosened his bow tie and took a breath, as if he felt a suffocation. The two sat facing each other with a few pots of plants in the middle. The general pointed to a few pots of orchids, "Orchid needs calories. Do you like orchids?"
Marovy: "I don't particularly like it."
General: "This is very delicate. Its flesh is too human. And it The scent is like the smell of rotting elm."
Marovie picked up the cup and took a sip. Now his collar was open, and his bow tie was crooked to one side. The general watched Marovie drank the glass of brandy and hesed happily. The general said: "Tell me about yourself, Mr. Marowi."
Marowi: "Oh, there is nothing to say. I am thirty-eight years old this year. I have gone to university and worked for the Office of the Examining Judge. Bernie Oss, the chief detective of this office told me that you want to see me."
General: "You don't like working for the pre-trial office, do you?"
Marovy smiled and picked up a box of cigarettes and a Box of matches: "Because I refused to obey, I was fired. But this is commonplace for me."
General: "It is also common to me. Mr. Marovy, for my family, What do you know?"
Marovy lit the cigarette and blew out the match. He put the matchstick in the ashtray on the table.
Marovi: "You are a widower, a millionaire; you have two one-daughters, very young, one is unmarried, the other is already married, two years ago, married to a man named Lutrach, but the couple has two daughters. People don’t get along well. Both daughters live with you now. These two people..."
Marovy lowered his eyelids and hesitated to find the right words: "These two girls are very beautiful. ...And also very clever and naughty...Why do you want to see me?" The
general: "I became the target of blackmail again."
Marovy was a little surprised: "What do you mean?" The
general: "Almost at one." Years ago, I had to pay a man named Joe Borody five thousand dollars in order to ask him to make my little daughter quiet."
Marovy fiddled with his ears again, looking very attentively: "Yeah. ..." The
general: "What do you mean?"
Marovy was still playing with his ears, and he smiled at his own movement: "That's it. You didn't go to the pre-trial office, otherwise, I would just be there. You can listen to others talking about this. Then who will help you solve this?"
General: "Shavin Regan."
Marovy: "Shavin Regan? Then he must have a reason, why did he quit this time, and what is the reason?"
General: "
Shavin has left me." Marovy: " I seem to think that I haven't seen him in this area recently." The
general: "It's been about a month, leaving without saying goodbye. I owe him nothing. I only hired him as a staff member. I had hoped to get from him. Something was seen in his eyes, at least he should say
goodbye to me. His actions made me very painful. Do you know him?" Marovie: "Yes, or he smuggled and smuggled in Mexico We have had some conflicts while drinking. I’m from another family. We are often used to firing a gun when drinking or drinking a few glasses of wine when firing, just as you like.”
Because of this witty remark, Ma Rowe smiled triumphantly.
The general raised his hand to his forehead and gave a ridiculous military salute: "Salute you, sir. Few people can fire against Shavin Legan. He has commanded a brigade of the Irish Republican Army, but, But you still know him.”
Marovy: “No, it’s not like that at all. I know that he is still outstanding in his line of work. When I heard that you invited me here, I am very happy to replace what he has done before. There is nothing happier than this."
Marovy hesitated: "And he is still..."
"My friend, almost my son. He. Sitting with me for a few hours, sweating profusely, drinking brandy that I can no longer drink like a pig, and telling me the story of the Irish Revolution." The general said, pulling out from the pocket of his nightgown. An envelope was handed to Marowei, "Take it."
Marowei opened the envelope, and the general put his hands on his knees.
Marovy took out a business card from the envelope and read: "Aldur Jean Geiger, selling rare and valuable books."
General: "You read the back."
Marovy flipped the card, and the back was A few lines of handwritten words and sentences, you can clearly see the following sentences:
"Dear Sir, despite these small accounts are unlikely to be repaid, but IMHO, this is a gambling debt, I think you still prefer the reputation and respect.
A Gibbon Geiger
Ma Luowei (Nom Murmured): "Respect...
he took down a small scroll pinned on his business card, inside it was a signed bill, signed by Garman Steinwood. The content on the first page reads: I am due to borrow one thousand dollars interest-free to Ah Ji Geiger. Signed in Los Angeles on September 11, 1945, by Garman Steinwood.
Marovy flipped through the first two sheets of paper again, trying to verify whether the signatures were the same, and then there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
Marowei raised the paper: "Is this her signature?"
General: "Yes."
Marowei: "Who is this Ah Ji Geiger?"
General, "I don't know."
Marovi: "Have you asked your daughter?"
General: "No, I don't want to ask. If I ask, she will pretend to be innocent with her thumbs sucking."
Marovi: "Yes. , I have seen her in the aisle. Show me coquettishness, and then I want to sit on my lap, even though I was standing at the time."
He walked to the wine cabinet and drank half of the wine in the glass. NS.
General: "Really?"
Marovy glanced at the pieces of paper inadvertently: "Your other daughter, is Mrs. Lutrach also involved in this matter?"
General: "No."
Ma Luo Wei nodded slightly: "Do they look alike? Do they often be together?"
General: "The only thing they resemble is that they have the same blood that has deteriorated. Vivian is squeamish, picky, smart, harsh and cold. Garman is a kid who likes to catch fly wings and play. Of course, they Both of them have some bad habits, especially they have developed a lot of them themselves. If you think I am a cynical father, Mr. Marovy, it is because it connects my life to a hypocritical criminal. That thread is too fragile. I don’t have to add that a person who has spoken like this, when he reached my age, the only way to feel for his children for the first time was this. Attitude." Marovii was on the table, his arm supporting his head, one hand fiddled with the pinna, as if lost in thought. "What do you say?"
Marovy put down his hand and turned to the general: " Pay him."
General: "Why?"
Marovy: "Hasn't she already signed it?"
General: "Yes. "
Ma Luowei paused for a moment:" you have to pay the $ 5,000 Joe Brody is what people do "?
General:" I can not remember Nu Lisi, my valet may know. I think he once claimed to be a gambler."
Marovi: "Geiger said this is a gambling debt."
General: "It's possible."
Marovi: "Do you think so?"
General "No."
Marovy put a few sheets of paper into the envelope, showing a sneered smile: "My impression is that you want me to find this Geiger and give it to you, isn't it?" The
general said, "Yes. . "
Ma Luowei:." I am willing to do it quietly, "
General:" I hope so, too. "
Ma Luowei:" it may be more expensive "General made a resigned gesture, a sigh. Marovy straightened his bow tie and shirt, and picked up his jacket. "Well, thank you for your wine, General." The
general: "I admire you very much, sir."
Marovy walked to the door and paused: " I will send you a message!"
General: "Good luck!" Nuris was waiting for Marovie in the
hall
. He said, "Mr Marovie, before you leave, Mrs. Lutrach wants to talk to you, um... about money. , The general told me that I would like to give you a check, depending on how much you want to do."
Marovy: "So, do you sign the check?"
Nuris: "I have this right."
"This is for you ." That’s great! However, I don’t need the money yet, but if I need it, it’s $25 a day. No other money is needed.”
Marovy had already arranged his sleeves: “How could Mrs. Lutrach know? Am I here?"
Nuris: "She saw you from the window, I have to tell him who you are."
Marovie took up his hat: "I don't like this very much."
Nuris solemnly said, "You are Want to teach me, how should I work?"
Marovy didn't even smile. "No. I just want to guess what it means."
"Please go from here." Marovy followed Nuris. . Nuris pushed open a door and gave Marovie a little bit, "Sir,-go straight ahead. She is waiting for you."
Steinwood's house, Vizuan's room.
This is a well-decorated room. , A large window, the curtains are drawn very low. Several bottles of wine and a few used wine glasses were scattered on the small table in the room on a tray. A portrait of a woman hung on the fireplace. In the middle was an old-fashioned bed with a bed frame. The bed was covered with a white bedspread, a bottle of flowers was placed on the bedside table, and the windows on the other floor were closed and white curtains hung down.
There was a telephone on the desk at the door, beside a lamp and a soot rainbow. Next to the desk is another small table with a small statue, ashtray and small vase on it.
Vivian was wearing a light-colored shirt, dark-colored pants, and his hair was neither long nor short.
Marovy's attitude was not very kind: "You want to see me?"
Vivian didn't answer, and continued to drink her wine, but just glanced at him coldly as he fetched the bottle. She put down the wine bottle, holding a glass of wine in her left hand and holding a small coffee spoon, with the other hand in her trouser pocket, she walked towards Marovie.
Vivian: "So, you are the private detective. I don't know that there are private detectives in other places besides books. Or it's just a dirty little guy who loves to mess around in a hotel. Vivian glanced at Marovy from the corner of his eye. Marovy was still sweating and his shirt was curled up. "But you look good."
Marovy put his jacket on his left arm. There was a sneer from his throat: "I am so tall that I am not tall. Next time I come, I must wear shoes with raised heels, a white tie, and a tennis racket."
Vivian said contemptuously, " I think this will change your image. Do you think you can do that about Dad?"
"I don't think it's too difficult."
Vivian pretended to be surprised: "Really? I think it's something. It takes a
lot of effort." Marovie wiped the sweat from his neck.
Vivian: "Where do you start?"
Marovi: "Start from the beginning."
Vivian: "I don't know if there is such a beginning."
Marovi: "Of course there is, the 40th textbook. There is the last paragraph in the picture on the page: "How to become a private detective after ten classes"... He pointed to the wine bottle, "Your father just bought me a drink..."
Vivian "You might as well learn
about'how to be a comedian'..." Marowei: "Did you hear my suggestion for a drink?"
Vivian said seriously, "I'm speaking very seriously. Mr. Marovi. My father..."
Marovi interrupted her: "I told you about your father..."
Vivian pointed angrily: "You can go and drink alone!" Then suddenly Turning around, holding a glass of wine in both hands, "Listen, Mr. Maroway, my father is in very bad health. I hope this incident will not leave him any traces."
Marovi: "I planned to do that."
Vivian: "I can see it. There is no professional secret, right?"
Marovi: "No."
Vivian: "I think you plan to Have a drink?"
Marovi: "I've changed my mind."
Vivian was at a loss: "Then..." She didn't finish the question, undoubtedly to prevent Marovi from knowing her more. . She walked to the closed window, turned around, and changed the subject, "What do you think of my father?"
Marovy touched her ears: "I like him very much."
Vivian said, "He likes him very much.
Shavin. Shavin Regan. I wonder if you know what this means?" Marovi: "I don't know."
Vivian: "You don't have to play this trick with me, Mr. Marovi. Dad. Do you want to find him?"
Marovi: "How about you?"
Vivian sat on the window sill , stirring the wine with a spoon: "Of course I am also Luo. Is it normal to leave like this? Dad is very sad , Even though he rarely talks about him. How does he talk about him?"
Marovy: "Why don't you ask him?"
Vivian: "I don't understand why you are making myths like this, Mr. Marovy, I don’t like your attitude.”
Marovy put his hands in his belt and stood in front of Vivian: “I’m not as crazy as you. I didn’t ask to see you. Do you like or dislike my attitude. , It’s the same to me. Actually, I don’t like it myself. Don’t waste your elbows anymore, don’t want to put a word out of my mouth."
Vivian was very angry, and put the cup on the window sill. ,
Stood up: "No one has ever spoken to me in this tone." Marovie pretended to be surprised: "Drink!"
Vivian (stabilized his emotions, put his hands on his chest, pretending to be relaxed Say): "I am so glad to see you." After speaking, he took a few steps back.
Marovy: "Then what are you afraid of?"
Vivian: "Dad doesn't want you to know about
Shavin at all, does it?" Marovie: "Really? What do you mean?"
Vivian: "If Dad asks you, you can take him Found it, didn’t you?”
Marovi: “It’s possible. When did he leave?”
Vivian: “About a month or so. One afternoon, he left without saying a word. Others found him.
His car is parked in a private garage." Marovie: "Someone else? Who is this other person?"
Vivian smiled triumphantly: "Look, Dad didn't tell you."
Marovie: "No , He talked to me about Regan, but he didn’t want to see me for him. Isn’t that what you are trying to tell me? Is it?"
Vivian: "Everything I want to say to you, see No, Mr. Marovi."
Marovi: "Then say, I'm wasting your time, goodbye, Mrs. Lutrech."
Marovi put on his coat and went out through the door that came in.
Hollywood Public Library, reading room.
In an open book, you can see these few lines: Chapter Fourteen, Cumulative Projects. Below is the text in a smaller font.
Marovy turned the pages of the book, and he sat naked at a table in the reading room. Marovy wrote down something on a piece of paper, then folded the paper, put it in the pocket inside his coat, closed the book, and stood up.
Marovy returned the borrowed book to the administrator.
Administrator: "Did you find what you were looking for?"
Marovy: "Yes, thank you." The
administrator read the book and couldn't help saying: "You know, you don't look like a collection of the original Book collector..."
Marovy said with a straight face: "I also collect golden hair and wine bottles." After speaking, he walked away with his hat in his hand.
On the streets of Los Angeles,
Marovy walked to the door of Geiger's shop during the day and stopped in front of the window.
There are a few words on the window of Geiger's shop: Ah Ji Geiger, rare books, hardcover edition.
Marovy took out a pair of black glasses from his pocket and put them on. He raised his collar and walked into the shop.
In Geiger's shop,
Marovy pushed in during the day , with a chair beside the door. The furnishings of the shop are very simple, with a row of bookshelves and a few small pieces of furniture in the middle of the room.
The salesperson is a woman in her thirties, wearing a black robe and a big scarf on her shoulders. Her hair was held high in a bun, and she had gold earrings on her ears. Her name is Añez Rozier. A door was closed behind her, and a young woman was sitting behind her desk.
Marovi: "Um..."
Agnès: "Can I help you?"
Marovi changed a tone and said very quickly: "Yes, well, maybe you will have "1860" here. "Ben Hull"."
Agnès: "What?"
Marovy: "Maybe there is a "Ben Hull in 1860"?"
Agnès: "Ah, is it the original version?"
Maro Wei bit his lip, and shook his head vigorously with a voice insisting on disguising: "No, no, no, no. The third edition, the third edition, there is an errata on page 116."
Agnès: "I think there probably isn't. . "
Ma Luowei:"? then, the 1840 edition of the "Audubon Punta Knight" mean the entire course. "
Agnes:." now there is no "
Ma Luowei (the glasses pulled down, as if to The saleswoman's answer was surprised): "Aren't you selling books?"
Agnès pointed to a row of books challengedly: "Look, what's that over there? Is it grapefruit?"
Marovy turned his head. To where she was referring: "Generally speaking, people here are talking about books. Maybe it would be good for me to meet Mr. Geiger?"
Agnès: "He's not here now."
Marovie: "It's too I'm sorry, because I..." He stopped the conversation when he heard the doorbell.
The door opened, and a gentleman in a dark hat stood at the door, and he made a questioning gesture to Agnès with a serious expression.
Agnès greeted the people who came in quickly.
Marovy: "I'm going to attend a report on the pottery technology in Argentina. It's too late now, and I can't wait for Mr. Geiger any longer."
Agnès: "You said the pronunciation of pottery technology is wrong. Two letters. And it’s not Argentina, but Egypt.”
Marovy said sarcastically, “Ah, look! You are finally a book seller. (He adjusts his glasses and walks to the door) Okay. I still go to a public library trip, this is not my trip to the bookstore in vain, not just across the library do you say, ah "??
Agnes hands on his hips, not so friendly tone: "
Whatever you want!" Marovy pretended to be polite: "Thank you!"
Main Street, during the day.
Marovy walked out of Geiger's shop, took off his glasses and put them in his pocket. He got off the road.
Marovy entered a store. On the signboard at the entrance of the store, the line on the left read: Exquisite Bookstore, and on the right: Heilman Marr, Jewelry Shop.
Bookstore. During the day,
this small shop is not as well organized as the previous one, but it gives people a sense of intimacy. A portrait of Roosevelt hung on the only visible wall beside the door, and the rest of the space was occupied by bookshelves. Maroway walked to the young saleswoman.
Saleswoman: "Can I do something for you?"
Marovy: "Can you help me a little bit?"
Saleswoman: "About that?"
Marovy: "You know Geiger Bookstore" Is it? Right across from you."
Saleswoman: "I think, I probably passed by."
Marovie: "Have you met Mr. Geiger?" The
saleswoman lowered her eyes: "Well, I..."
Maro Wei: "How does he look like?"
The saleswoman was a little weird: "Isn't it easy for you to cross the road and ask to see him?"
Marovy: "I just came from there." The
saleswoman gently said, "Oh..."
Marovy: "Do you know very well about rare books?" The
saleswoman thought for a while: "You can test me."
Marovie: "You have a third edition, "1860" with errata on page 116. Is this a book like Ben Hul of the year?" The saleswoman frowned, thought about it, got up and walked to a table, picked up a book and checked it. "Or a 1840 "Auduon Knight"." The
saleswoman raised her head, looked at Marowi with a puzzled air, frowning, and then closed the book.
Saleswoman: "No one will have this kind of book."
Marowei smiled: "But to the lady in Mengeiger Bookstore, I don't know this." The
saleswoman smiled softly. "Oh, now you are more or less interesting to me."
Marovy smiled and looked at the saleswoman.
Saleswoman: "That's it. Geiger is about forty years old. He has a medium build and a little fat. He has a Charlie strong beard. He is well-dressed and wears a black hat. He claims to be good at cultural relics and antiques. Actually, I don’t understand anything,... Oh, by the way, I think his left eye seems to be glass."
Marovy smiled and raised his thumb: "You can be regarded as an excellent detective!" He picked it up. Hat.
On the streets of Los Angeles, during the day,
Kyrol Ranchon accompanied Geiger out of the bookstore and got into a car parked on the side of the road. The car drove away.
Marovie, who was on the side, drove his car and followed.
Ravina Delas,
Geiger's car stopped in front of a small building at night . There is a mailbox at the door of the room, which says: Ah Ji Geiger.
Geiger got out of the car, took out the key, opened the door, and went in.
A little further away, Marovy's car was parked. Marovy stared at Geiger's house, and Geiger could be seen taking off his coat from the window.
At this time another car came and stopped by Geiger's garden. The car door opened, and a woman in a leather coat walked down to Geiger's house. Marowi was sitting in the car, wiping the fuzzy window glass vigorously, trying to see the visitor's face.
The visitor walked through the garden, and as soon as he arrived at the door, Geiger had opened the door to greet her in.
Maroway drove the car forward; stopped and looked at the car carefully, and found a sign in the car that read the words: Kalman Steinwood.
Marovie raised his collar, lit a cigarette, and stared at the house. At this time, a strong light shot out from the window of the house, for about a second, followed by a scream. Marovie rushed out of the car. The scream and sound continued. Marovie jumped over the railing of the garden. Marovy slowed down with one shot, and the second shot again, which sounded very close. He ran to the door, trying to open the door, but could not open it. At this moment a man rushed out quickly and rushed into the car. Marovie didn't see his face clearly. The car started and drove away, followed by another car.
Marovy turned to the window, pushed, then kicked the broken window glass and jumped into the room.
Maroway stood in the middle of the room, looking at it. The furnishings in the room are all in Eastern style. There are curtains on the windows, and there is a painting in a corner behind a chair. He closed the window, walked a few steps inside, and found a small aisle leading to another. The room was separated by a curtain in the middle. Marovy looked at the curtain with a serious expression, and then walked in. This is another room. Kalman Steinwood is sitting on a wooden chair. Next to her is a small table with two glasses and two bottles of wine. When Kalman saw Marovie, he gave a giggle.
Gas was lit in the fireplace by the side. A blue flame was emitted. Marovy circled a Buddha statue, then knelt beside a man's corpse. It can be seen that the deceased is Geiger. Marovie took off Geiger's coat and found a wound on Geiger's chest. Marovie glanced at Kalman and stood up.
Kalman still pointed his knees, still humming. Marovie picked up a wine glass on the small table, held it high, looked at it carefully, and put it under his nose again and sniffed it. He put down the cup and stared at Kalman for a while. Kalman giggled. Marovy looked at the wine glass for a while, then at Kalman, and then to an Eastern statue. He picked up a small-necked flashlight from Xiao Yuanjian, looked at it, and put it down again.
Marovy looked at the round table carefully, then looked sideways at the statue. He opened the skull of the Buddha statue and found a camera inside.
Marovy checked the face of the Buddha again, and then walked towards Kalman. Kalman was still giggling. Marovi lifted her chin. Kalman screamed, and Marovie lowered her chin abruptly.
Kalman: "You are such a baby."
Marovie: "But you, you are flying too high! You should wake up!"
"I know you, Dogus Leary!" Kalman kept on continuing. He giggled, "You are a baby."
Marovy asked solemnly: "What do you know about all this?"
Kalman: "About what?"
Marovy lost his patience completely: "Guys. Mr. Ge, the one lying there!"
Kalman: "He is also a treasure."
Marovie grabbed her shoulders and shook vigorously: "Listen to me, there is someone dead here, just Next to your feet. What's going on?"
Kalman shook his head vigorously as if drunk: "You talk too much, Leary Bra-Bull-Bull !" He giggled again.
Marovie grabbed her by the arm, dragged her up from the chair, tugged her to the other side of the room, and then dragged her to Geiger's corpse. Marovie: "Come on, come on, lie down like him, and shut up."
Kalman: "Well, Leary!"
She lay down like sleeping. Marowi took off the camera in the Buddha statue and opened it to look. It was empty and the film was missing. Marovie looked a little overwhelmed. He closed the camera and covered the skull of the Buddha. He grabbed the glass and bottle on the table and sat down behind the desk. He opened a black eater, took out a bunch of letters, and looked at it. Obviously these letters were meaningless, and he quickly put them back into the box. Marovy found a black notebook in the box. He took out the notebook and put it on his lap, turning it over.
On a page in the middle of the notebook, Marovy stopped. There was such a word in it with a line: "Salevey", underneath, it was a password, and I couldn't understand it. Marovy turned to the back, and it said Steinwood.
Marovy locked the small box, put it in the drawer of the desk, put the notebook and the key in his pocket, and then stood up.
Marovie put Kalman's fur coat on her shoulders, helped her up, and tucked forward.
Marovi: "Let's go!"
Steinwood's house, aisle, at night
Nuris opened the door, Marovi walked out of the darkness and appeared by the door.
Marovy: "Good evening, Nuris! I want to see General Steinwood."
Nuris: "He's asleep, sir."
"Then, what about Mrs. Lutrach..." Marovy looked at Nuris. Behind Reese, stopped.
Vivian Lutrech appeared in the aisle wearing a gorgeous white nightgown.
Vivian: "Good evening!"
Marovy pointed at Kalman's car with his thumb: "I brought your sister, just outside. She is fine, but I can't walk anymore. I think I need someone. Help her."
Stonewood's house, Vivian's bedroom, at night
Vivian took his sister's fur coat, and Marovy helped Kalman into the room. They walked to Vivian's bed. Vivian threw the fur coat on a chair, opened the bedclothes, and Marovie threw Kalman onto the bed. Kalman jumped, then stopped moving. Marovy held his hat with his hand and took off his hat again. Vivian sat on the edge of the bed, bent down, and examined his sister's face. Kalman vomited, and Vivian unbuttoned her coat.
Vivian: "You can be sure that she is just..."
Marovi: "She can stand up tomorrow morning."
Vivian stroked Kalman's hair: "Did you do all this?"
Marovi Did not answer immediately, and then seemed to understand what she meant, pointed at Kalman’s face and said, "Are you referring to this? Ah, yes. That is an extra, small gift I dedicated to my customers. Gifts for..."
Vivian stood up and walked to Marovie: "Too nothing. Where did you find her?"
Marovi: "I didn't'find' her."
Vivian: "So, You...?"
Marovie interrupted her and said, "I haven't been here, and you haven't seen me, " pointed Kalman with her finger. "She never left the house all night."
Vivian "Mr. Marovi, what happened?"
Marovi: "You love your sister very much, don't you?"
Vivian: "That's it."
Marovi: "Then for her , You are willing to do anything?
Vivian: "Yes, no matter what."
Marovie: "Then, you let it go!"
Vivian: "But I still have to ask, I You must know what happened..."
Marovi: "You don't have to ask, of course you don't have to ask her."
Vivian nodded helplessly and smiled and said, "Generally speaking, she doesn't remember anything."
Marovie: "Does she also remember Shavin Regan?"
Vivian
opened his eyes wide, and understood that it is better to say nothing, and lowered his eyes: "What did she tell you?" Marovy smiled with a winner's smile: "It's not half what you said. ." Vivian stretched out his hand to hit him, Marovie grabbed her hand and pulled her to his chest. "Be lighter, I know there are so many good things to do at this moment tonight!"
Vivian: "Mr. Marovi, you have gone too far."
Marovi frowned, as if very surprised: "Oh. This seems to be the best way to treat a man." The two got a little further apart, "especially when this man comes out of her bedroom. Good night, Mrs. Lutrach!"
Geiger In his home, Chinese-style living room, bedroom, at night
Marovy used the key hidden in his pocket to open the door of Geiger's house. His expression looked a little disturbed, and he found that during the time he was away, something had passed away, and Geiger's body was gone. Marovy touched the blood on the carpet, then half-kneeled on the ground, lowered his head to see if the blood was dry, he was lost in thought.
In the corridors and rooms of Marowei's house, in
front of the writing desk at night , Marowei, who was wearing only a shirt, was fascinated by the small notebook he brought from Geiger's house. The furnishings in his room were very simple, with a few chairs and a couch, which seemed a bit poor. White curtains hung on the window behind the couch. There is a bed in the other room, which is probably Marowei's bedroom.
The doorbell rang, and Marovie put the notebook in the drawer and got up to open the door. There was a man standing outside the door, wearing a dark coat with his hands in his trouser pockets.
Marovy recognized the person: "Hello, Berni, come in!"
"Hello, Phil!" Berni Oss walked to the writing desk, "What are you doing?"
Marovy: "No Do something special."
Bernie looked at the things on the writing desk.
Marovie: "Is there something?"
Berni: "Is there something to be?"
Marovie: "Berney, you really deserve to be my friend. When a criminal guy suddenly came to my house at two o'clock this morning, naturally, I realized..."
Berni interrupted him. "You saw him through, didn't you? You are now taking care of the Steinwood family, right?"
Marovy smiled softly, "Yes, it's all thanks to you."
Bernie: " How's it going?"
Marovy: "I just started this afternoon, but it rained."
Berni smiled secretly -next: "Some people say that this is a family where a lot of strange things have happened. There is a Bakcard car. , Of course, it’s their house, and they’re taking a bath in the
Ridu fishing port.” Marovy: “That’s cool enough.”
Berni: “Oh, I almost forgot, there is a man in there.”
Marovy: “No Will it be Regan, right?"
Bernie: "Who are you talking about?"
Marovie: " Shavin Regan."
Bernie drew a cigarette and held it in his mouth: "You mean old Steinwood Was the Irishman that he brought in to accompany him to drink?"
Marovie: "Yes."
"What the hell did he do there?" Bernie lit a cigarette.
Marovy: "Who is it that did and what did there?"
Marovy threw the cigarette case onto the desk. Bernie sat down on the desk, Marovie leaned on the back of the chair in front of Bernie. Bernie spit out the smoke ring, then put the pack of cigarettes into his pocket.
Berni: "I want to go to the fishing port of
Ridu , won't you go with me?" Marovy: "Okay. What time is it?"
Berni stood up, and by the way, he went to Marovy's table. A few pieces of paper slipped a glance, and said: "Time is still very rich."
Marovy: "When did they notify you?"
Bernie squeezed out the cigarette: "About a quarter of an hour ago."
Marovie took the windbreaker and hat, "What do you say his car brand is?"
Berni: "Bacard." At Ridu
fishing port,
a crane slowly lifted the Bacard car out of the water at night .
Bernie and Marovie came to the dock, and another detective followed them. The lights on both sides of the pier shone dimly through the fog. Two detectives, one in casual clothes and the other in uniform, are busy.
Marowei and the others walked to the end of the pier. There were many people around there, including police, ambulance personnel, and doctors. A doctor was examining the body. A policeman standing next to the doctor greeted Marovie and the others: "Hello, Bernie!"
Bernie: "Hello, I think you are promoted again. Who is this?"
Policeman A: "His His name is Owen Tello, the driver of General Steinwood's car, according to the route he was driving..."
Maroway turned his face and stared at him.
Berni: "Go on."
Policeman A: "It seems to be passing from here..." He pointed to the pier, "He broke the railing there and fell into the sea. It seems to have happened at about nine o'clock in the evening. The railing broke. The break was done. Therefore, we think it happened at about 9:30."
Marovi and Berni walked to the forensic doctor.
Berni: "Doctor, listen to your opinion."
Doctor: "His neck is broken. The temple on the left has been hit hard by something."
Berni: "What made it? The steering wheel of the car? ? "
Doctor:." No matter what it is not, he was alive when the body has been bleeding phenomenon. "
Ma Luowei lit a cigarette:" it is with a big stick. "?
doctors:"! likely "
detective B: "Hey, Bernie! A very strange thing! The parking brake is half stuck."
"Thank you, Jim." Bernie nodded to Marovie. The two walked back.
Bernie: "He might be drunk, maybe he committed suicide."
Marovie: "Forget it! Do you know something about Owen
Tello ?" Bernie: "The driver of Steinwood, There were two, three of them lost their jobs for his little daughter Kalman."
Marovy turned his face to Bernie, and then unconsciously stretched his hand to his right cheek.
Berni: "Philip, you might as well tell me what you did."
Marovy glanced at Berni: "They talked to me about extortion."
Berni: "It's extortion Kalman. "?
Ma Luowei:." Yes. "
After a while, Ma Luowei said:" I had one day you look at it, maybe I'll tell you something. "
Ma Luowei the office during the day
he first entered Vivian from the house went around and said to Marovie: "Your home must not be luxurious, is it?"
Marovella put on her hat: "A decent person can't make much money in this business. Money."
Vivian: "Are you decent?"
Marotie was also at the table: "Do you want to start again?"
Vivian: "I'm sorry, I was very rude last night."
Maro Wei: "To each other." He nodded to a chair, motioned to invite Vivian to sit down, "You came to see me, it's not because of Tyro?"
Vivian was taken aback: "Then, you know? Poor Owen."
Marovie: "Yes, a friend from the police station invited me to the Ridu fishing port last night. He knows more about it than I do. For example, he knows Owen. ·Taylor once wanted to marry your sister."
Vivian: "Maybe this is not a bad idea. You know, he used to love her very much. However, I am not here for Owen’s business. I..." She took out a white envelope from her bag and said in a tone that wanted to arouse Marovie's interest, "You still don't want to tell me what my father wants you to do, do you?"
Marovi: "I didn't get his permission."
Vivian: "Then if it's about Kalman, can't you tell me?"
Marovi: "No."
Vivian put the envelope. Handed it to Marovi: "A messenger handed it to me this morning."
Marovi took out a picture of Kalman from the envelope.
Maroway cast a questioning glance at her. Vivian dragged a chair and sat down.
Marovi: "She's very photogenic."
Vivian: "In order to redeem the negatives and other evidence, they asked for five thousand dollars."
Marovi: "How did they make this request?"
Vivian Ann: "After this thing was handed over to me, soon, a woman called me."
Marovie: "Is there anything else?"
Vivian: "There must be Other things?"
Marovie looked at the photo: "It’s not worth five thousand dollars to anyone."
Vivian: "That woman told me that if I don’t have the money ready today, then I will I can only talk to my sister in the prison reception room. She also said that this is related to a case in the police station."
Marovi: "What kind of case is it?"
Vivian: "I don't know. "
Ma Luowei:" have you talked about it with Kalman. "
Vivian:" when I came out, she was asleep. "
Ma Luowei very seriously watching Vivian, after a Will ask: "What did Owen do in your car last night?"
Vivian: "No one knows. He drove the car away without permission." She stopped for a while and asked, "Why Ask this question? Do you think..."
"Does he know this picture? This cannot be ruled out." Marovy threw the picture on the table. "Also, apart from what the woman told you, you didn't find them Are there other reasons for asking for five thousand dollars?"
Vivian looked at Marovi, then stared at his gloves: "It is for this that I came to you."
Marovi: "A person like you who is always ready to try everything, why not Go to the police?"
Vivian: "Because of me..."
Marovie: "Because you are afraid they will find something, then, goodbye, Miss Steinwood."
Vivian: "Then you Why are you driving me away?"
Marovi: "Because I am working for your father."
Vivian: "What else?"
Marovi: "Because I think I have begun to fall in love with Steinwood." Another member of the family."
Vivian: "The second reason I like you better."
Marovie looked at Vivian sympathetically: "Well, now back to our topic, you plan to How do you deal with these five thousand dollars?"
Vivian: "I don't know."
Marovi: "Can you raise this money?"
Vivian: "I think it can."
Marovi: " Do you want it from your father?"
Vivian: "I hope it's better not to do this?"
Marovi: "Who shall we call?"
Vivian looked at Marovi and said hesitantly: "Xiang... Xiang Ai Di Mars..."
Marovi: "Is that gambler?"
Vivian: "I like to gamble."
Marovi: "I like it too! Then how do you know he will give it to you?"
Vivian "I am a very good customer of Eddie Mars. Another reason is that Mr. Mars has a relationship with the Steinwood family. Did you know that Shawen Regan walked with his wife? Are you not interested in this?"
Marovy: "This is different from my task of finding him. Anyway, if I go to find it..." He turned around and took out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket. Is Regan involved in this kind of thing?
Vivian: "No, no.
Shavin has never participated in such dirty blackmail incidents." Marovie: "I am very happy to hear you say that. Now, you can talk to me. "
Weiwei said in a puzzled manner: "What are you talking about?"
Marovie: "That's what you are trying to find. It's funny, isn't it? You are trying to find what your father asked me to find, and I'm trying to discover...Why are you going to discover?"
Vivian smiled: "You can continue to the last minute, right?" She picked up her handbag and stood up, "Anyway, this is us Let’s talk about it next time.”
Marowei smiled. He picked up the envelope and the photo, and walked to Vivian: "Mrs. Lutrech, don't you want me to help me with this?"
Vivian
hesitated: " Yes." Marovy: "That woman is on the phone. I told you how to end this matter?"
Vivian: "She talked to me at six o'clock tonight, and then told me what to do."
Marovy: "You call me as soon as you get news. "In
Geiger's shop,
Marovy , who wears a bowler hat, walked into the shop during the day . The salesperson Añez was sitting behind the table in a dark skirt.
Marovie: "I'm here again! Do you remember me?"
"I...?" Agnès looked at him and suddenly stopped talking.
Marowei smiled, took out a pair of glasses from his pocket and put them on, pulled the hat low, and the glasses framed low, and then put his hands on his hips, making the expressions and expressions that he had when he was in this shop the night before. Look like.
Marovi learned the tone of speaking that night: "Now you remember me, huh?"
Agnès stared at Marovi for a while, then suddenly stood up, and she recognized him.
Agnès (said angrily): "You said, why do you want to do such a boring thing?"
Marovy took off his glasses and said in his usual tone: "Be quiet, girl. This is just a joke. , These original books."
Agnès: "Do you want...?"
Marovie: "I have some things to sell, which Geiger has been looking for for a long time. Is he there?"
Agnès's breathing seemed a little difficult: "No, No, he's not here. You will come back tomorrow..."
Marovi: "Girl, I'm very busy, I can't just do this. Is he sick? Can I go to his house?"
Agnès revealed. Kind of panic: "No, this won't work. If you pass here tomorrow, maybe I can..."
The back door of the shop opened, and Agnès suddenly turned around. Lan Qiong appeared at the door, behind him was a shelf. There are many books in it, and there is a small truck with a cover on the street behind the door. Kyrol Ranchon wore the same leather jacket as last night. Lan Qiong
: "Agnès, you say, you..."
He stopped when he saw Marovi. At this time, a tall man with blond hair, wearing a shirt and a vest, with a few books in his hand, appeared behind him. He threw the books on the counter and said, "Let's go, Kyroll."
Lan Qiong stared. the Ma Duowei slowly back into the door, and said to Agnes: "you do not hurry, okay?"
Agnes wrung her hands nervously: "Maybe you'll come back again tomorrow, right?"
Ma Luowei "His name is Lan Qiong ?"
Agnès: "What are you asking for?"
Marovy: "Who is the other guy?"
Agnès said in a firm tone: "You better come back tomorrow. . "
Ma Luowei:" tomorrow morning? "
Agnes:" Yes, early in the morning. "
Ma Luowei:" but, some people say you have to move today ...... "
Los Angeles street-day
Ma Luowei from Get out of Geiger's shop and stop a taxi. He got into the car and directed the driver to turn.
The small truck with a canopy appeared. Marovy pointed and said, "Keep up with it."
Los Angeles Avenue · Daytime
Marowei’s taxi followed the pickup truck and drove down the street.
Randall Square, the daytime
covered pickup truck parked in front of a building, and Marovie’s taxi also came here and stopped.
Marovy got out of the car and stood at the gate, carefully looking at the mailbox in the porch, his eyes stopped on this name: Joe Brody.
The garden of Geiger's house. During the day,
Marovy's car parked at the place where it parked that night. He walked towards the house along the route that day. Suddenly, he saw something beside the garage and walked through the garden.
Geiger's car was parked in the garage, and Marovy stopped by the car.
Kalman, who was squatting behind the fence, stood up. She grinned silly and bit her thumb while looking at Marowei.
Marovie grabbed Kalman’s arm, drew it in her pocket for a while, took out a key, and said, "Come on." He dragged Kalman towards the door, "You take your car Where did you stay?"
Kalman: "Behind."
Geiger's house, living room·Daytime
Marovy walked in behind Kalman and closed the door. Kalman looked at everything around him.
Marovi: "Looking for something?"
Kalman didn't dare to face Marovi: "Um...I..."
Marovi: "Can you recall a little bit
of what happened last night?" "Remember what? I was ill last night." Kalman began to bite his fingers again. "I have been staying at home."
Marovy said sternly, "I mean when you sit in this chair before you go home. "
Kalman glanced at the chair, then turned to Marovy: "Well, okay, I..."
"Ah, you still pretend to remember everything!" Marovy said in a commanding tone, "Don't pretend to be anymore. No, don’t suck
your fingers !” Kalman put down his hand obediently: “Did you be here last night?”
Marovie: “What do you remember?”
Kalman lowered his eyes: "Are you from the police station?"
Marovie: "I am a friend of your father. Who killed Geiger?"
Kalman rubbed his hands nervously: "Who else knows this? What?"
Marovy: "For what? To kill him? Did Joe Brody kill it?"
Kalman was a little embarrassed: "Joe Brody? Who is he?"
Marovy: "Is it Brody?"
Kalman deliberately
pretended to be stupid: "Who to kill?" Marovie: "Asshole!"
Kalman thought for a moment, as if thinking of something: "Ah, yes!" was lighting the cigarette. Marovy stopped suddenly. "Yes, Joe killed it!"
Marovi: "Why?"
Kalman: "I don't know."
Marovi: "Don't you want to know that picture of you?"
Kalman: "You?"
Marovi: "The picture is gone! I looked for it last night... Brody took it away."
Kalman: "Now I must go home."
Marovi grabbed her arm and smiled slightly: "Agree." Suddenly became serious again. "However, if I were you, I would not tell the police anything about Brody. Don't even tell your sister." The
doorbell rang. . Marovi and Kalman turned their heads to the door at the same time. Someone tried to push the door, but did not open it. The visitor stuffed the key into the keyhole and the door opened. When he walked in, he saw Marowei and Kalman, was taken aback, and then closed the door. This is Eddie Mars.
Mars: "Please forgive my way of entering the door. No one answered me after the door knocked." He glanced at the room. "Mr. Geiger isn't there?"
Marovy: "We don't know where he is. We found the door open, so we came in."
Maas asked distrustfully, "Are you his friends?"
Maro Wei: "Working relationship, we are here for a book, but he is no longer there."
Mars: "Would you like to leave a message for him?"
"Oh, I don't think so." Marovy made a hint to Kalman and told her to go with him, "We don't want to disturb you too much."
Masi grabbed him: "Wait a minute. The girl can go, I still want to talk to you."
Marovie: "What if I don't want to talk to you?"
Mas: "I have two bodyguards, just In the car outside."
"Ah, that's it." Marovy said to Kalman, "You go, my angel."
Kalman went out. Mas closed the fight and walked towards Marovie with a very contented expression.
Maas: "Your story is not so clever."
Marovie: "That's a shame. Do you have a better one?"
"I might find one." Maas put away the key and said stood in front of the carpet, he lifted a corner of the carpet with blood, found the following was also bloody, put down carpet, looking at Ma Luowei said: "there is blood, a lot of blood!"
Ma Luowei pretending to be surprised: "really?"
Maas He took out his pistol and pointed at Marovi: "Is there no target?"
Marovi put on a cigarette calmly: "No, I'm used to it." The
Maspi pistol moved to his left hand, and his right hand reached out to the phone: "I think we'd better find the police to solve it. We have laws."
"Okay." Marovie sat in the chair that Kalman had sat in last night.
Mars: "Who are you?"
Marovi: "Marovi. Private detective."
Mars: "Who is that girl?"
Marovi: "One of my patrons. Geiger tried to make her suffer Insult, so let's solve this matter."
Maas: "A good way. But you don't have the key."
Marovy laughed: "Don't you? But how do you have the key?"
Maas: "Does this have anything to do with you?"
Marovi: "I can make it something related to me."
Mas: "I can grab your business."
Marovi: "Then you won't be satisfied. Because this kind of thing is very income. Little."
Mars put away his gun: "Okay, let me tell you. This is my house, and Geiger is my tenant. Then, what do you think of this?"
Marovie: "You Met some very good people."
Maas: "You seem to want to say that Geiger is entangled in some scandal."
Marovy nodded affirmatively.
Mars: "What's the
ugly thing?" Marovie: "I don't know. Because I am not his master. However, I can tell you that someone cleaned Geiger's shop today."
Mars: "You It’s too much talk."
Marovi: "You can call your bodyguard outside."
Maas: "Well, Marovi. Tell me who cleaned Geiger's shop."
Maro Wei pointed to the phone: "Why didn't you call the police? Didn't you say you want to call?"
Maas: "I think you'd better get out as
soon as possible." Marovie: "Oh, about... recently Since then, how is Mrs. Mars?"
Maas: "You have the guts of the leopard, Marowei."
Marowei smiled, and walked out without looking back: "For this, I have paid the price."
Marovi's office. In the evening
Marovi paced back and forth in the house, checking the phone from time to time. Finally the phone rang. He hurriedly picked up the telephone receiver.
Vivian (voice on the phone): "Marovi?"
Marovi: "Good evening, Mrs. Lutrach."
Vivian: "I'm sorry, I have nothing to tell you."
Ma Rowe: "Did she not call you?"
Vivian: " Yes ."
Marowei: "Have you collected all the money she used?"
Vivian: "Yes."
He slowly hung up the phone. He stood thinking for a moment, then suddenly picked up his hat, turned off the light, and left.
Randall Square,
Marovy’s car parked on the side of the road at night . His eyes fixed on Landauer Street. A white limousine passed by, with Vivian Lutrech sitting in it. The car stopped on the side of the road, Vivian got out of the car and walked towards the Landauer Building. After a while, Marovie got out of the car and walked into the building.
Randall Building Night
Marovy stopped at Gate 405. He rang the doorbell, and Joe Brody opened the door.
Marovie: "Geiger?"
Brody: "What are you talking about?"
Marovie: "Geiger, one of the partners in this transaction."
Brody smiled politely: "I I don’t know the person by this name."
Marovy: "You are Joe Roddy."
Brody was surprised: "What's the matter?"
Marovy: "Joe Brody doesn't even know Guy That's so funny!"
Brody: "Then, you must have a habit of funny things. Put this set away and go to another place to play!"
Brody wanted to close the door. But Marovie blocked him.
Marovie: "Joe! You have Geiger's merchandise. I have a list. Don't you think we have something to talk about?"
Brody smiled: "Well, if you think you have mastered something If you..." He took a step back and let Marowei into the house.
Joe Brody's house,
Marovy at night : "Joe, are you alone?"
"No, there is this." Brody raised the pistol he pulled out.
Marovie pretended to be scared: "Ah, my God. You are the third person I have encountered today to show this thing. That person is holding this thing as if the world is in his hands. "He paused, and chuckled. "Put it down, Joe. That guy is Eddie Mars. Have you never heard of it?"
Brody: "No."
Marovy: "You will definitely be. I heard him talking about you."
Brody: "What can Mars say about me?"
Marovie: "If you don't know, then I don't know."
Brody put down Gun: "Listen, don't misunderstand me. I'm not a stubborn person, just more cautious."
Marovy said casually: "Yes. But it's still not cautious enough. You use Geiger. It’s too stupid to play tricks with the goods. You know what, I saw it."
Brody raised the gun again: "You can understand, I will still shoot. What you said, what is going on. "
Ma Luowei refers to the next curtain:" Why not let your girlfriend out from here she stayed in there was a certain fast suffocated? ".
Brody:" Agnes out of it. "
Ma Luowei:" Hello."
Agnès: "I know you will cause us a lot of trouble, I told Joe to be careful..."
Marovy interrupted her and said, "Also, please come out with Mrs. Lutrech. , She is hiding there too."
Vivian came out of the hiding place and threw his coat on the sofa casually.
Marovi: "Why are you lying to me on the phone?"
Vivian: "I don't need you, Marovi."
Brody: "What are you talking about?"
Vivian said to Marovi "I don't know how you found this place, but I don't need you. You should leave now?!"
Marovie said, "But this gentleman with the gun won't let me go. Look at him! There are a lot of question marks in his mind!"
Brody: "Yes, I have a lot of questions, I want to find the answer. Listen to me! What are you doing here?"
Marovy pointed to Vivian: "In order to prevent her from paying you, also In order to get you out of the police."
Brody: "Which police?"
Marovy: "The policemen who want to know where the bullet on Geiger came from. Listen, Joe, you killed Geiger. At present, the police don’t know. The trouble is that when you killed him, he was not alone. Maybe you didn’t notice it at the time. I think it was like that. Maybe you were afraid and you ran away right away. But you are still calm and took the negatives from the camera. And you can come back calmly and hide the corpse."
Agnès yelled, "You are crazy!"
Brody pointed with a gun. Pointing at her: "Shut up." He nodded to Marovy again, and asked him to continue.
Marovie: "You went to clean Geiger's bookstore just before the police learned that someone had been killed, and before they started investigating."
Brody smiled and waved his pistol: "You are taking a risk. Fortunately, It’s not that I killed Geiger.”
Marovie: “Yes, but you still have to run into trouble. You have become an ideal scapegoat.”
Brody: “Do you think I’m in trouble? ? "
Ma Luowei:" certainly. "
Brody:"? How come, "
Ma Luowei:" because someone will say, I have told you, there is a witness do not tell me to play the fool, Joe. ."
Brody lowered his gun hand: "You mean Kalman...she will do it. She can say everything."
Brody said again: "Who are you? What do you want to find? What?"
Marovy: "Find a guy who washes dirty farm clothes for others. When I leave here, I will get that picture in my hands."
Brody raised his gun: "But..."
Marovy Resolutely: "Give me the picture, Joe!"
Brody had already admitted that he was misplaced, so he put down his gun and walked to the desk. Suddenly the doorbell rang. Everyone turned to the door together. Brody walked up to Marovie and held him with a pistol.
"Stand still!" Brody moved to the desk, opened the drawer, took out another pistol, and handed it to Agnès. "Take it, you look at them." Brody walked to the door. Slowly opened the door and stepped back. It was Kalman who entered, with a small pistol in his hand.
Kalman: "I'm here to get my picture, Joe!"
Brody: "Listen to me, I..."
At this moment Marovy took the gun from Agnès's hand suddenly. Agnès tried to regain the gun, and Marovie pushed her away hard. Here, Brody took the opportunity to hit Kalman hard and her small pistol fell to the ground. Brody swept Kalman's leg again, and Kalman fell.
Marovie shouted to Brody: "Don't move!" He took a step with his right foot, picked up Kalman's small pistol, and pulled up Kalman again. He said, "Joe, let's continue to do what we agreed."
Brody went to the table, picked up a large envelope, and handed it to Marovie. Marovie glanced at the contents of the envelope: "It's best if there is no other evidence."
Brody: "No."
Kalman bit his lower lip and said blankly: "Now I can get it back. My picture?"
Marovi: "No."
Kalman: "Can I get my pistol back?"
Marovi: "I'll give it to you later."
Kalman started biting his fingers again. Giggled.
Marowei said to Vivian, "You'd better take her home." As he said, he picked up Vivian's coat and handbag from the sofa.
"I doubt if I should thank you." Vivian said.
Marovi: "As long as you don't deceive me next time."
Vivian helped Kalman go.
Brody (yelling to Marovie): "You have got the photos, get out of me!"
Marovie sat on the armrest of the sofa without any intention of leaving: "There are a few more things we need to talk about."
Brody: "I've already told you, get out of here!"
Agnès : "Joe, don't do that. Now, it doesn't matter much."
Marovie: "Joe! How did you get this photo?"
Brody: "It fell in someone's pocket."
Marovie: "Do you have any evidence that you were not at the crime scene last night?"
Brody: "I'm right here! With Agnès."
Agnès sighed.
"This is a witness to choose." Marovie took out two pistols and placed them on the table. "Well, Joe. People can only die once, despite the two murders."
Brody suddenly became alert. : "Wait a minute, what do you mean by the two murders?"
Marovy: "Where were you at around 7:30 last night?"
Brody
hesitated: " I...I..." Marovie: " Where are you?"
Brody: "Let's talk about it. I went to Geiger's house."
Marovy: "What are you going to do?"
Brody: " Go get something."
Marovy: "Dang When you talk, look at me!"
Brody obediently: "Okay. It was raining heavily at that time, and I was sitting in my car. One car was parked on the hill, and the other was parked in the distance. The hill is a little further down. I'm behind."
Marovy: "Is there anyone else there?"
Brody: "There is no one. There is a Bakard car not far from me." , It’s from Steinwood’s.”
Marovie: “Do you know where this Bacard is now?”
Brody asked rudely: “How do I know?”
Marovie: "On the dock of the fishing port, I was lifted from the sea by a big crane early this morning. There was a corpse inside, who was killed. The car was driven to the end of the dock and the brakes didn't work."
Brody: "You can't put this black pot on my back."
Marovy: "I really want to try it."
Brody wanted to stand up: "But I..."
Marovy: "Joe , You sit down! Did you know that the deceased Owen Tello was the driver of the Steinwood house. He went to Geiger’s house because he didn’t like Geiger’s tricks. He went in from behind, hand There was also a gun in it. As usual, the gun went off and Geiger fell and died. When Owen ran away, he took the film away. You chased him after him, and then grabbed him. If that’s not the case, how can you get the photo?"
Brody made up his mind to end the conversation: "Let’s say it all. I heard the gunshots and saw him flying down the back door stairs, and then drove Bakar. The German car ran away. I followed him. He turned west and passed Beverly Street, and he, uh... he left the road, he had to stop. Then I arrived, pretending to be a policeman, He shot, he was too nervous... I knocked him down. I said to myself, the film might be useful, it's worth a few dollars, so I took it away."
Marovie: "Then you Go back and hide Geiger's body, right?"
Brody: "You can't prove that this is what I did!"
Marovie: "I didn't insist that you did it. What I want to know , That’s everything that Geiger knows about the Steinwood’s house."
Brody: "In that case...we can do business, we two..." The
doorbell rang again, and the two turned their heads at the same time. Past. Qiao Yimu asked Maroway for instructions. Marovy nodded. Brody looked at the table and wanted to get the pistol on the table, but Marovie stopped it.
Brody: "
Could she be back again?" Marovi held Kalman's gun: "If it's her, she doesn't have a pistol either." The
doorbell rang again.
Brody walked slowly towards the door. With a gunshot, Brody escaped, and immediately the second gunshot. A small hole was punched in the door and Brody fell backward. Agnès yelled, and jumped up, covering his face with his hands. Marovy jumped up and rushed out.
The murderer in black quickly went downstairs, tripped and rolled down the stairs. At this moment, it can be seen that he is Kyrol Ranchong. Lan Qiong got up and ran away in a hurry, Marovie followed closely behind.
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