A few minutes later, we saw Senior Superintendent Chad's car parked there. We immediately got out of the car, directly greeted by Mr. Chad at the door.
"Have you ordered to take him to the drug test room?"
"You don't have to worry, it's all in procedure," he added to everyone waiting in the living room. “Okay folks, we will officially hear about the resolution of this case. I hope you are calm, cooperative and try to make the atmosphere conducive.”
He invited Mr. Cake, while I was usually sitting in the corner watching him carefully. Everyone except Mr. Ulric is the suspect in this case.
Without further ado, Mr. Cake pointed at the three people, “These three people! Other than that, I'm sure the rest is innocent."
The man named Alex was about to criticize Mr. Cake but Superintendent Chad interrupts and tells him to calm down. He even threatened the man if it happened again he would be given a light sentence for obstructing the process of making conclusions in the investigation.
Next, Mr. Cake starts from the previous cases that happened before to Mr. Ulric. He walked a little with his back to everyone.
"The arsenic difference in the milk that Miss Diana Ulric drank, the sedative pills mixed with steroids, then the death of Monsieur Jacob Ulric." Mr. Cake turned around and gave a small smile. "Mr. Ulric must be asleep. This is the proposal of the evil that the perpetrator wants. However…."
Mr. Cake walked over.
“This person really hates Mr. Ulric. That's why the perpetrator needed a plot written on a few pieces of paper."
He handed the paper to Mr. Chad. Everyone looked at the man who had been looking full of emotion. Now his face was angry and looked like he was going to stab anyone without the police. His eyes were menacingly sharp, his brows close together almost touching, he bit his own teeth.
“This person is so disgusting. He even designed how and with whatever it was so that Mr. Ulric is suffering," he added. “There it is written similar to the previous death plot. Even if it's not exactly the same. At least that's the plan.”
"Getting Diana's attention, put the poison in when she's not there... Disarm Jacon Ulric's car, put it in Peregrine's room." Mr. Chad read some of what was written on the sheet. His face began to frown. “Folks, catch this man!”
The man was about to run, but the constables pushed him down first. Now both his hands have been guarded by the two policemen. Alex, the man was panting, his face was covered with panic and worry, his forehead started to drip with salt water.
“I-I swear it wasn't me!” His eyes widened at everyone. “W-well, i-I did write that! But only on the part of getting him fired, that's all!”
Mr. Chad and the constables obviously didn't believe it easily, but Mr. Cake seemed to consider that.
"Tell me, monsieur, what about the pants found at the crime scene of Mrs Ulric, Diana Ulric's mother?"
“I-I don't understand what you're saying!” The man's mouth said a few things we didn't know about including messing up Mr. Ulric, pays people to make bad reviews of his lodging business. “Th-that's all! I know nothing about murder!”
In the end he was taken by the constable to the police station. Mr. Chad, who was about to shake hands on the success of his deduction, was surprised when Mr. Cake refuses.
"What else, Cake?"
"Relax, you have to chew before swallowing."
Mr. Cake walked back to them again.
“As Monsieur Alex said, he is innocent. It's not enough just to hate Mr. Ulric, the perpetrator should care about him," he added. “Isn't it strange that Mr. Ulric who was told in the paper was responsible for three lives, then sentenced to only three years?”
They had to nod.
"Hey, wait a minute!" Mr. Chad held his chin. "If I'm not mistaken, there has been a recent report on the matter."
Mr. Chad said exactly what the man named Ulric had said, that it was true that the arsenic was different and the steroid pill bottle was found mixed in with the tranquilizer bottle. He added, the bottles were almost equally mixed.
“Yeah, if I'm not mistaken my subordinate said someone reported finding the oddity over the phone. When we got there, it was true. Although we don't know who reported it." Mr. Chad nodded slightly.
Mr. Cake turned around. "Yeah, someone's looking into that."
I clearly know who Mr. Cakes mean. It's because we stopped by a small cafe to talk about something.
"Miss Zoe. You might just design all those scenarios and then get the answers. If the person with the most character hating Mr. Ulric wasn't the culprit, so it's possible that someone who seems to care about him could be the culprit, isn't that right?”
The woman looked a little panicked when Mr. Cake explains that the woman lied about Alex's statement that she saw the victim for the first time with the room's lights off.
“You also told Miss Ann Christine to approach M. Ulric. Because you feel like you've been let down by your own feelings. You are upset and then ask Miss Ann Christine to blackmail him with trying to be his girlfriend. You may ask could it fail? Non! Because you were the one who knew Peregrine Ulric's attitude from the start. You know it's easy to use and you do that without messing up your image? Or your own hands!” he said that angrily and the tempo was rather fast. “Then you told us that Mr. Ulric couldn't be the culprit and admitted to investigating the case by giving him the sheet of paper? You threw accusations at Mr. Alex. And again you are taking advantage of yourself, on your own alibi!”
Hearing that I was shocked. Goosebumps on my neck. I think the one who made the sheet of paper is the guy the police just brought in. I mean he even admitted his first point, which was about the plan to fire Mr. Ulric.
“Wait a minute, it wasn't written by Mr. Alex, Cake? Then why did he confess?”
“Et bien, he confessed because he did it. You remember that little note tucked into some paper? That is the proof. But Monsieur Alex wrote in block letters, not vertical Latin."
The woman froze. The wrinkles on her forehead that had begun to appear are now subsiding little by little. She inhaled deeply.
“Okay… I admit it…,” she confidently stood up and offered to be handcuffed. “Phew…, after the twists and turns, this is the end…”
“Non, the lie you did is proof that it's impossible. You couldn't be the culprit," Mr. Cake blocked her.
Mr. Cake explained again that it was clear that Miss Zoe was at the Cambourne flat. Although close but it takes time. Meanwhile, Alex only took advantage of using Zoe's name.
"So who, Cake?" asked Mr. Chad couldn't wait.
Mr. Cake walked back and forth.
“The two characters are not suitable for this case scenario. The one who hated Peregrine Ulric the most, Alex, couldn't possibly have him imprisoned in three years. As much as possible forever or sentenced to death," he added. “Likewise, the person who cares the most, is unlikely to devise the cruelest and most disgusting scenario. After all, fire never forgives what is eaten. While the water cools. It will not burn as hot as fire."
He stopped near the stairs.
"What if that person is fire, but at the same time he is water?"
Mr. Explanation Cake is getting absurd. I think it's just rhetoric. But my eyes were fixed on the only person he was likely to designate.
"Miss Belladonna. You turned on the light. So that the black hair clips are clearly visible and indicate that Miss Ann Christine is fighting back. At least it leaves a trail of strands of hair.”
All eyes were on the woman in amazement. But when the name was mentioned, he looked calm and still cooperative.
She blinked as she sighed with her eyes drooping down. Her face was still the same expressionless, without fighting back.
"That's how it is. I didn't think that removing hairpins from a corpse would be so difficult."
She confidently handed over his hand.
"But why, mademoise- I mean, Fräulein Lily?"
“I just feel that Ann Christine and the other three people are not needed. Although I'm not responsible for that one. What's more, I have rights to take," she added, bending down and lifting her skirt low like a Victorian maid. "I'm sorry I let you down."
"One of?"
"That's how it is. He is a meticulous and slick person. I don't have the strength for that. Jacob Ulric."
Constable immediately took her.
I never thought that Belladona was the culprit. I mean it's like surrendering to circumstances. And I still feel it's impossible. At that time I thought that woman from beginning to end remained strong even though she lost. The problem leaves a lot of questions.
No anger...
No protest...
Her face was completely expressionless…
I started to think deeply, did Mr. Cake wrong?
***
ns 172.69.6.63da2