In this silent night, the car passed through the housing block with the road for public transportation. Two cars were parked right near the sedan and a box car for the forensic team. As soon as we got out of the car, a constable immediately approached Mr. Chad.
"Superintendent Chad, we will provide the latest information." His body straightened in a respectful position to someone who was considered higher in position.
"Continue,"
We descended while that person gave us some information. He said that several items were found at the crime scene, including shopping receipts, the victim's cellphone, and small notes.
"You guys didn't move the corpses, did you?"
"We have described all the evidence taken, the pattern of its location was found. For corpses according to instructions, we cover them with cloth.”
"Good."
In the living room, the victim's body was exposed, leaning on the sofa. When the cloth was opened, it was true as Mr. Chad said, poor woman. The singlet black dress she was wearing. There were repeated stab wounds on the victim's body, his eyes were wide open, his hair was long black and slightly curly reddish-red. Seen some traces of hair falling nearby. The three pieces of evidence were immediately presented to Mr. Cakes.
“Five thousand pounds in total, just for cosmetics? Are you kidding?" Mr. Cake shook his head in disbelief after reading the shopping note.
While Mr. Cake glanced at his colleague, Mr. Chad, who shook his head, carrying a small note, one of the crime scene items open.
“Et bien, extravagant, matrimony, quick to complain, and temperamental. The problem is that the money is not from her. Is that so, Monsieur Ulric?”
I had forgotten that we also brought that person. I don't know if it's just my feelings, but his face became more gloomy.
“Ann Christine, what a lovely lady. Even though tonight I intend to break up with her on good terms," his eyebrows rose slightly, he added a little doubtfully. "Eh? I don't know, did I tell her before or not?"
“You are not strong enough to follow her loyal lifestyle?” Mr. Cake was still reading the little note.
The man nodded confidently and said that he was currently paying off debts and bills due to Ann's lack of control over spending. He even had time to sell this two-story house. Tonight he really intends to end the relationship, although he didn't expect it to happen like this.
"That's why you admit it?" asked Mr. Chad cornered the man.
“Y-yeah! B-but I need clarity!” denied Ulric whining.
Mr. Cake ordered the senior Cambridgeshire police superintendent to call the suspect. A room was opened by the constable, the two people brought. The living room was left intact. Some of the constables brought chairs for them to sit down, right in the empty remnant of the living room that had become the crime scene.
Mr. Cake without further ado asked the man in office clothes, his hair was fade in a cream color, that the note was written as his. His face was drastically panicked and looked frustrated.
“Listen, whoever you are, I was the one who reported this incident!” Before the man could continue, Ulric, the man who was the prime suspect was furious and was about to grind at least one tooth. But the attempt was thwarted by a constable holding his neck.
"FUCK YOU, ALEX!" he shouted in a loud voice full of emotion.
But the person was forced to remain silent and calm when Mr. Cake commemorates him.
The man called Alex told us that he forgot to take his little note. He, Zoe and Ann did have the intention to visit. Although Ann, the alleged victim of Mr. Cake because of a deep hatred, indeed every day staying in this house. They celebrate the return of their best friend, Ulric.
“If that's true, then this is a question that needs a fatal answer. I can guarantee, if it is not proven true, you will be hit by the sap. What was the initial state of the incident?”
"Up to you! Anyway, it was dark at the time. The door is also not locked. I guess they slept on the couch. I try to keep the footsteps to a minimum not to wake them up. After a little closer, I smell a fishy smell. I just realized that Ann was lying down. Not very clear, but I'm sure there are a few punctures. In the end I had to give up on that record. I didn't touch the room at all."
Mr. Cake nodded, but his face became serious. Well, from the explanation alone I also feel a bit sick to hear it. The man forgot to do what civilized humans do. I mean knock on a door that isn't your own house.
"You know that you really don't have a chance to lie anymore." Mr. Cake picked up the note and handed it to Mr. Chad. “This record speaks for itself. At least not the writings, but something torn and tucked inside.
Hearing that statement, his facial expression tightened.
“DAMN!!” The man named Alex, pounded the table furiously.
I accidentally pranced back. Superintendent Chad warned the man to be cooperative.
“You… you want me to tell you what was tucked in it?”
"Non! I'm not interested in that," replied Mr. Spontaneous cake.
Actually I was quite curious what was tucked in the note. After all, the face of Mr. Chad who even read the contents looked confused.
“You know, I'm actually a kind person. Once this is done, you are free to go. I don't like to beat around the bush, you just have to be honest and complete, two things." Mr. Cake smiled faintly, while pacing around.
"That's what I've been doing! Hurry up!” The tone is still harsh. My growl was higher than the guy named Ulric earlier. I feel like kicking him in the face right now.
"One, tell me about the relationship in the scope that you considered friends earlier." Mr. Cake's fingers were moved open and face down on the word 'friend'.
The person was silent, then said, "Then what is the second?"
“Whatever did you take from Mr. Ulric?"
"What does it mean?" he dodged. Seen from his glance, it seemed as if he was suspicious and doubtful.
Mr. Cake was still looking at him calmly. While Ulric, the man who was about to get angry earlier, made him nervous.
Not long after, the man called Alex revealed everything, that he actually likes Zoe, but not the other way around. The problem is Zoe is rejected by Ulric, making him angry. He was also responsible for Ulric's expulsion from the company due to audit problems. The data that was inserted earlier is the proof, because today he actually wanted to apologize.
"One more thing, please." Mr. Cake closed his eyes as he raised his ring finger. If that's the case, then I can expect more that it's true that the person hasn't said the whole thing yet. I think Mr. Chad, friend of Mr. Cake has been feeling that way for a long time too.
"What else?!" His tone rose, the veins near his neck visible. "You don't mess around, kid!"
"This isn't the first time you've been snitch, is it?
For a moment the man fell silent. For a moment with a heavy heart, he nodded his head in acknowledgment. Ulric's face became very disappointed at his friend. At that moment, he didn't want to look at him anymore.
But not long after, someone came suddenly gasping for air. The woman in a jacket and jeans, a black sling bag, sweat dripping from her forehead, a face that I thought was quite worried, suddenly swerved in and ignored a few constables on guard.
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