Vol 2 Chapter 23: Bring them all

In a silence, Miss Nancy cast a contemptuous gaze on her, and immediately got up and prepared to leave. //Welcome to read //.
I don’t know whether it’s courtesy or sympathy for the bad performance of a detective... Before she went out, she turned to the Scofield police detective on the side.
I hope the two will make another inference next time. Let's talk." Then she slammed the door.
"Call..." When the door was closed, the door was closed and he took a breath and answered. "Good, and ruled out a suspect."
"Oh... I don't understand a bit. Why don't you ask her for proof of absence without a normal inquiry?" Schofield asked.

Don't you think that my way is better?
Feng did not know,
It is very likely that there will be unexpected gains by using lame reasoning to spy on the reaction of the parties. At the same time... let them relax their vigilance.

"Yes... is that the case..." Scofield took out the handkerchief that he carried with him and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.
"How is it possible..." Feng Shouxin said, "I can also believe that the police officer helped the sleeping Xiao Wulang's words in the round field. ... To spy on the suspect's reaction, there are many ways... as long as the face is thick enough, Like Gu Yu (also a fictional detective), there has always been a suspicion of objects, a variety of sorrows, and a long time, and the other side will definitely show flaws.
How do I look at my behavior is to work the task, the difficulty of the nightmare is really worthy of the name... the average of 2,500 words per chapter is not mixed, so far only two thirds have been supported. The chapter only...
It’s really not good to do this... Although I have basically determined that the murderer is Barton, there are still ten chapters left... It’s too early to expose him.
This kind of novel is not an animation. Use a single frame to freeze the picture and add bgm. Then find three seiyuu and take the script and chat for twenty minutes.
The novel has come up with a word and a word. The author’s brain is hot to copy and paste a big compassion mantra.
And purely from the perspective of reasoning, there are still many doubts in this case... For example, the motivation of Barton's crime and why he wants to arrange the room as a secret room... is still unknown. These two mysteries may be solved in the last few chapters, and before that, the seven or eight chapters, as the protagonist, I must make the story full...
Although I also thought about killing myself or something, but the length of the thirty-three chapters, I have missed the best time to start...
Why don't I pick up the ashtray on the table and knock Scofield to death...
Think carefully, in this strictly limited nightmare script, npc is capable of killing me...
Ok……"
Jue Ge sent a large amount of nonsense in his heart, and then he made up his mind and walked to the door. He opened the door and said to Dempdi Road, who was on standby in the corridor, "Dumpudi police officer."
"What is the order, sir?" Dempdie said.
"Please invite Henderson, Powell and Barton together."
"Three people together?" Dempdie confirmed.
"Yes, bring them all." Feng did not feel nod.
"Okay, wait a moment." Dempdy finished the whole collar and turned to go.
After sealing it, he crossed the door and re-closed the door of the study.
"What are you doing?" Schofield wondered.
"What? You think I will continue to call them one by one to ask?" Feng asked, but what he thought was: How could you guess the next development, like "Some words" If the title continues to be used, the author will not be satisfied.
"Well, yeah." The detective replied.
"Oh..." Feng did not know, "Do not worry, you will watch it later."
"Oh... to be honest, I have nothing, but just Miss Nancy seems to make you a little down." Schofield couldn’t help it. He was kind enough to stop the self-defeating Insulting reasoning.
"Ha!" Feng did not know, "I will not come to Taiwan?" He turned his head, facing Scofield, suddenly changed his mind, and within a second he put out the incomparable face before, "No. Wrong, my voice trembles, my forehead sweats, my pupils zoom in. If you look closely, you will find my left hand shaking slightly.
He talked and instantly returned to normal.
But this does not mean that I really don’t feel like it’s coming. station."
Scofield's mouth twitched: "This..." He didn't know how to describe his mood at the moment. He suddenly felt that the goods might be a professional liar, but in all senses, this guy is very powerful... ...
"In general, I don't make inadvertent physical reactions because of emotional influence, unless... I deliberately pretend to be in a certain state." Feng does not know, "demeanor and small movements will expose people's weaknesses. And in turn, using these to confuse opponents is a fairly advanced game skill."
"I'm not going to be fooled... After every time you say a lot of theory, the next chapter will be totally lost... I will lose if I spit it out." Schofield said in his heart, but his face It’s still polite,
originally... it’s so...

"Detectives not only need IQ, but the requirements of EQ are also very high." I don't feel that I am beginning to linger. "I personally think that the so-called Emotional Intelligence is the combination of temperament, intuition and acting. People who are sleek and decent, All of them are fascinated by this. They can let you act according to their will, but feel good." He paused. "There are one of the three people who entered the house, and the emotional intelligence is very high. Of course. ... his IQ is not low, just..."
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When the knock on the door interrupted the words, Deng Pudi sang high outside the door. "The three gentlemen have come, Mr. Feng."
"Please come in." Feng Shuan turned and sat on the desk, facing the door, a look of eagerness.
After a few seconds, the three came in.
The first person to enter the door was Dr. Powell, who was in his fifties, tall and thin, wearing glasses, a white shirt and a black suit vest.
The Henderson Butler came in under the help of Barton. In fact, he walked on his own, but Barton was still very thoughtful to support the old man who was almost scared of myocardial infarction.
After Deng Pudi brought the person to the door, he took the door from the outside according to the old rules.
After entering the house, the three did not say a word, and suddenly they opened their faces when they were not satisfied. "I just said it..." His eyes swept over the faces of the three people like a blast. "The murderer Just in the middle of you."