——Unsolvable puzzles appear one after another.

Brooke took two deep breaths and then went to the command center on the first floor.

"... Mr. Detective, please do not eat barbecue in the workplace."

"Ah~~Okay, I'm very sorry, but where should I go to eat?"

There was a steaming bag hanging on the corner of the coffee table. On the sofa nearby, a disheveled young man was lying on his back. He reached out to take out the meat skewers from the bag and stuffed them into his mouth.

Looking at Brooke with blank eyes.

"It's up to you, as long as you're not in the command center...it will affect others."

Brooke patiently persuaded the detective, trying to ignore the disgusted looks cast by the police officers around him.

"Well, as long as it doesn't affect other people... Director, can I come to your office and sit for a while?"

"...Why don't you go back to the police station after eating?"

"Because they were closing soon, so I asked them to pack it for me."

The detective explained to Brooke leisurely, and at the same time picked up a skewer of barbecue and handed it to Brooke.

"Try it, please? Before it cools down."

"No."

"Huh? Don't like barbecue?"

"That's not what I meant..."

"Ah, I understand. Without further ado, let's go to your office -"

"What I want to say is...!"

Brooke was about to get angry, but he restrained himself. An unprecedented sense of exhaustion filled his brain.

Recently, this private detective moved directly into the police station in the name of "observation", bringing a lot of "trouble" along the way, or he himself is one of the "trouble".

He regards the police station as his home.

"Oh, you'd better stay here and eat quickly!"

"OK~~ By the way, I saw the lord. Does he have any urgent matter with you?"

"...just urging me to handle the case quickly."

"Oh, oh, oh~~ It's amazing that the lord actually went out for such a trivial matter."

"A small matter? The Lord takes this case very seriously!"

"You're kidding..."

The detective pointed in the direction of the Propaganda Department:

"I saw with my own eyes that the lord asked the guys from the Propaganda Department to immediately print another issue of the newspaper, and the content was to report on the latest developments in the case."

"..."

Brooke suddenly realized: Newspaper? This is not what the Lord ordered him to do yesterday... Damn it! Why did you forget it! It's all this waste detective's fault!

"Director? You look so bad. Do you want to go to the toilet?"

"No..."

Brooke's temples ached, and he didn't want to waste any more words.

"Mr. Detective, let's not pursue that for now - have you received the supporting documents that Bron gave you? It's time to interrogate the suspect."

"No problem, please let me participate."

"Okay."

Brooke nodded and felt relieved.

Finally... Well, now that we can successfully enter the process led by us, the detective who is getting in the way can't play any tricks anymore and just waits to be led around the entire process.

Unfortunately, the pride on Chief Brooke's face only lasted for a short period of time.

......

After sunset, Brooke, who had monitored the entire interrogation process, dragged his tired body slowly back to his office.

As soon as he sat down, he punched the table hard.

Damn! What a bunch of rubbish!

"She betrayed my lord..."

The interrogation was "interrupted".

Although the suspect admitted that the fingerprints on the murder weapon found by the police officers were indeed hers, she denied that it was the iron awl that killed Schimmel, and attributed the fact that the iron awl was contaminated with Schimmel's blood to chance.<

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Her original words were:

"I once thought about killing Schimmel, so I went to her room with the iron awl that night, but I found that she was already lying in a pool of blood... I was so shocked that I couldn't hold the iron firmly.

The iron awl fell into the blood. After I escaped from the attic, I threw away the iron awl in a panic, which caused a series of misunderstandings."

Then, the police officer in charge of the interrogation asked more than a dozen detailed questions in succession, and the suspects all answered them fluently.

When the detective saw this, he added fuel to the fire and pointed out that the suspect was at most a preliminary criminal. He also cited the legal provisions of Woolworth and said that he should not be punished...

As for the murder case at Earl's Mansion... the suspect even regarded all the evidence as a frame-up of the real murderer...

After struggling for a long time, there is still no progress.

He is obviously a private detective who stalks people all day long, how come he knows so many crooked ways!

Brooke held her chin, puzzled.

But he was just wondering. After all, even if the detective was eloquent, it could not change the fact that Brooke held power. As long as he wanted to, with his identity as the chief of the Woolworth Police Department, he could "create" a job that met the requirements at any time.

The confession he requested.

He just hoped that the detective would take the initiative to compromise.

"Dong dong dong, I'm in."

He heard the detective imitating a knock on the door with his mouth, and then the face that gave him a headache appeared.

It was he who asked the detective to come see him, so he calmly pointed to the single sofa beside him and motioned for the detective to sit down, but the detective stood as if he didn't notice.

"Let me tell you first, bribery is useless."

"Bribery? Haha, why didn't you first suspect that I would threaten you?"

"Because threats are useful~~"

The detective explained nonchalantly, which made Brooke feel that no matter what he said to him next, he would always maintain this attitude.

"I don't want to bribe or threaten you. It's just you and me here. There's no need to hide anymore. Tell the truth. What are you going to do? How can you not stop me?"

"Oh, I don't understand what you mean."

"Stop pretending to be stupid. I have sent the rest of the people away long ago. You don't have to worry. Just answer me quickly. This is the opportunity I give you."

"What chance... You are actually willing to make a deal with me. You are just like the lord."

"Whatever you say."

Burnout fills Brooke's brain.

"You should know, right? The person you want to save is actually the lord's servant. She has no choice, but you rely on sweet words to make her have useless fantasies, and at the same time, you get yourself into trouble.

Why bother?"

"You are too curious, Director. Moreover, your question is so complicated that even I don't know how to answer you. But you, Director, have you forgotten your position?"

"I'm just following orders."

"Don't treat me like a fool, and don't pretend to be deaf and dumb. You are the chief of police in Woolworth. What does this mean? Don't you know?"

The detective strode closer to Brooke and stared at him.

"As you hold a high position, your first duty is to uphold justice. Don't forget why the people of Woolworth trust you. Don't forget that you are the chief of police in Woolworth. Don't forget that your

Your career won't make you great, but your behavior will."

"I know...I said...I have orders that cannot be disobeyed——"

"A poor excuse! Can't be disobeyed? Damn bastard! That guy is just a villain who does evil behind the scenes. Even I am not afraid of him. What are you afraid of?"

Facing the detective's questioning, a look of embarrassment flashed in the corner of Brook's eyes. He felt sweat dripping from his forehead, as if his weakness was being peered into.

Fortunately, with many years of experience, Brooke quickly controlled his expression and immediately regained his composure, although he was still a little uneasy.

Brooke felt that he was being played by the young man in front of him, but he couldn't get angry.

"...Do you think you are punishing evil and promoting good? However, you do not have the corresponding ability, you are trying to show off, and doing so is harmful and unprofitable. Or do you want to be a hero? Then you can pretend to be nothing.

If you understand, you can also become a hero in solving crimes."
To be continued...