Chapter 15 Chapter fifteen

Huangfu Feili answered the call by herself. I'm Lai Tangnuo.I said: I must see you. when? Now. Come on, she invited. There?Rooftop apartment, or studio? studio.She said: I will take care of the downstairs, you can come up whenever you want. How are you?I asked. not bad. Are the police sorry for you? Not too sad. They will be stricter, I told her: I will come. I hung up the phone, drove to the apartment, and the staff downstairs smiled at me like I was the boss.I went to the twentieth floor and rang the bell for Mrs. Huangfu's studio. She wore a strapless black robe, her face stretched so long that she was a little nervous. The black robe was designed to allow a lot of exposure.

Where are you going with this thing on? What is it? I point to the dress. Do you think it looks good?she asked. Not for this reason, I said: You are a widow, don't forget, you should still be in the period of grief. Sad what?She said: It's boring to do this kind of disguise.Huangfu and I have been separated for more than a year. Do you know what he did on the day he died? What? He seemed to have asked his lawyer to prepare the divorce documents a week ago, and he called and told him that the lawyer asked him to mail the divorce application the next day. Didn't the lawyer do it the next day?

Nothing. The next day, he was dead. Did the police know about this? The police know it, the newspapers know it, everyone knows it. how do you know They pushed me hard not only by the police, but also by the reporters.I told them the facts and they were skeptical. Of course they want to see your authenticity from all aspects.I said: As long as they find out that you lied even a little bit, they will come back with different faces. They won't find me lying to them. How about a reporter? They asked the most irrelevant questions.I don't want to see them at all.Ni Maowen played a big role at this time.

Tang Nuo, Melvin is a little different.He was faithful to my husband while he was alive, but he was a wise man.I had a long talk with him after you left yesterday.He told me that he wished to continue serving the Huangfu family, and that his loyalty to Yoda would be fully transferred to me. Why did he want to stay and serve you? What do you mean? What do you want a news agent for? He's not just public relations, Tang Nuo.He's a jack-of-all-trades, chief executive, and a manager.He handles everything.Know what is just right.He got on well with all the major newspapers in the city, and he treated them politely and cooperatively, but kept them away from me.

Have you ever left the building? No. When did the police finish walking here. Two hours ago they told me they checked and it was ready for me.I just come down and stay here.That way, in case a reporter escapes from the counter below and sneaks in This place is not good.I said. why not? You can keep journalists under the penthouse, but you can't keep them out of here. I don't want Maven to know that I'm here to see you.So I told Melvin I was going to take a break by myself, and I came to the studio. He knows you are here? Yes. I said: I want you to think back to yesterday when the murder happened.

How about it? I came here yesterday afternoon to see you and give you the blowgun. You didn't really want to give it to me, you stayed here and asked me to hand it over to Youtian. correct.I need to know, what did you do after I left? draw. Did you go to the bathroom again? What's the matter, Tang Nuo.She said: How can I remember this?I'm a normal person, I go to the bathroom every now and then.Like everyone, how can I remember after two or three days how many times I went to the bathroom. You know what I mean.I said: Have you ever been to this bathroom for any special reason?

She smiled and said: I'm going to the bathroom, of course for a special reason. I said: Ha Xuewei told you to go into the bathroom, close the door, and stay in it for a long time.She tells you to hold the blowgun out of the bathroom window, she hears the window open, she sees the point of the blowgun. She's lying, she can't see it. You told her she was lying because you didn't do it?Or because you did it and she couldn't possibly see it? Both are. Let's do an experiment, and I say: What do you have here that's about as long as a blowgun?Is there a mop handle?Or a broom?

I have a paintbrush with a long handle, but I don't know what you want to prove?Xuewei didn't see anything at all. I said: Let's talk about this later.Now I want you to go into the bathroom and stick this paintbrush out of the window as far as you can. She was about to say something, changed her mind, went to the closet, took out the long paintbrush, went into the bathroom, and opened the window. like this?she says. like this.I said. I walked up to a bank of sloping frosted glass windows and pushed one pane back two inches.He walked to the painting platform where the model met, stood on it, and looked out through the open window of the studio from behind his shoulder.

I could see the top ten inches or so of the brush sticking out of the air. I closed the window and said: That's ok, she might have seen it. can she see I nod. She bit her lip. She will report this to the police immediately.I said: If you didn't kill your husband, you would have done it yourself.If you killed your husband, then you are dead. Tang Nuo, I didn't kill him. Did you open the bathroom window and stick out the blowgun? She lowered her eyes.have.admitted in a low voice. Why? Right after you left, Tang Nuo.I know my husband desperately needs to know that the blowgun has been found.I remember his window was open and I went into the bathroom and I opened the window a little bit to see if I could see him.

have you seen him have. where is he? In the closet where his body was found, he was standing by the window, his back turned to me, talking to someone.I guess I just can't see who he's talking to?Possibly even talking to a woman. what do you do I opened the window and called his name. Did he hear it? No. And after that? I yelled again, and put the blowgun out the window hoping he'd see, and I yelled yo-ho. Did he hear it? No. what do you do I think he is engrossed in discussing things with others, and may not hear the voice.So I drew the blowgun back, set it up in the corner, closed the window, and went back to the studio to paint my picture.

Why wasn't a flashlight brought to his attention?If you have a flashlight and shine a light on the wall of the storage room, you can get his attention. I just didn't think of it then. You prepared a flashlight for this purpose? Yes. Then you should figure it out. However, doing so would also draw the attention of my husband's visitors and possibly disturb their important deliberations, which I would prefer not to do. Have you ever used your flashlight to flash this trick? No, when Xiaotian was in his study, he didn't like people to disturb him.I use this trick only for very important things and not for trivial things. How is Xuewei? What's the meaning? I need to know more about her. She said: Haven't you seen enough yet?You should know her well. What's the meaning? I watched everything I needed to see. oh!I said: it's as simple as that. Of course, she said: Xuewei is like this, like other women with a good figure, she likes to be looked at, and likes to be the center of attention. Who do you like to see her? anyone. Huangfu Youtian?She said wearily: Maybe, although sometimes Xiaotian is obsessed with work, busy with his own affairs seriously, and pushes all the women aside. However, you don't think he pushed Xuewei aside. Not at all, as long as Xuewei makes up her mind, it won't be easy to push her away. you don't care? Care to be useful? It may not be useful, but my point is whether you have doubts, if you have doubts, why you are so kind to her. what should I do? Many wives will gouge out her eyeballs. If I gouge out the eyes of every woman who has sex with Huangfu Youtian, I can open an eye bank. Didn't you say that he is busy with work and will put Oh, he's intermittent, and the seizures are very fast. Jade Bodhisattva originally had a pair. Yes. How is Xuewei's financial situation? I don't know, I don't know anything about Xuewei, I know she has a source of income.Not long ago, she asked me to endorse a check that she could cash, and it was a check for one thousand yuan. She looked up. Yes. Do you know who issued the ticket? Yes, I have read the signature and I must read it. I am like a guarantor.Xuewei was not very happy, thinking that I was meddling in my own business.I had no choice but to tell her that if I didn't see the drawer, I really didn't want to be sure. Who signed it? Zi Momou. You also know? The art auction market has seen it several times. Is Xuewei also an art connoisseur? She appreciates her physical beauty in front of the mirror, but I like her, Tang Nuo. Why? I don't know, maybe because she's very open. If she encounters serious financial difficulties, she is determined to steal these two Jade Bodhisattvas and sell them.Who do you think she will sell to? Fei Li shook her head and said: No, this is definitely not Xuewei's style.Xuewei may not be loyal to her feelings, but she is very honest when it comes to money.Suddenly, Feili stopped automatically. What's the matter?I asked. Thinking about it again, Xuewei has been a little weird for the past two or three weeks. One day I saw her sitting in a sports car with Qi Momou.The car was parked downstairs, apparently he was sending her to work as a model.I was also surprised at that time, they were talking while holding hands What kind of person is Qi Momou?I asked. Depends who you ask. I am asking you. Some thought he was a decent man, a celebrity, a collector of oriental art.someone thinks he Come on, I said: What do people think of him? It can also be said to be stolen. Where can I find him? He has a shop downtown, but I don't know where he lives, it should be in the phone book. Did you tell the police you once stuck your blowgun out the window and yelled Mr. No. Why not? I don't think this is necessary. Well, I told her: it might be fatal.Now I want you to think carefully, after I left here, have you been in the bathroom, has Xuewei ever been in the bathroom? God, Tang Nuo, I don't know.Everyone has to be sometimes, I remember.Yes, she has. The blowgun was in the bathroom when she went, wasn't it? Yes, I just put it up in the bathroom. how long is she in there I don't know, I didn't count her time.I continued to paint my picture and honestly I was too involved in myself and didn't pay much attention to everything around me.I'm sure she's been in the bathroom, but I'm having trouble drawing it, so I'm all about figuring out how I can fix those technical issues.At that time, I wanted her to come back and stand on the altar. I wanted to see how the light shone on it. I remember this very clearly. If the police come again, I tell her: Tell them that you will not be able to answer any questions today. Also, take the outfit off and put on something a little more conservative and mournful. I don't mourn at all. You should mourn.I told her: You want the whole world to know that you are very sad. Your husband and you are not on good terms. He has a cold personality and he likes to be alone.You never seemed to understand him fully, but you respected and adored him.You think he is perfect. Unfortunately, he doesn't like women.He's so engrossed in his risky work that even you can't get close to him.Of course you're a little disappointed, but this is real life.Now that he is dead, you miss him very much, and you are deeply saddened by the way of his death. You specially invited a private detective to find clues to provide the police.You have to be clear about this, don't say that you hired a private detective to help the police solve the case, that would be bad.The purpose of your hiring a private detective is to find clues and pass them on to the police so that the police can solve the case as soon as possible. Besides, I want you to do something. What's up? I said: Give me a piece of paper. She opened a drawer and tore a page from a pad. I took out my pen and wrote on the paper: I entrust Ke Lai's private detective agency to find and keep it on my behalf, the Jade Bodhisattva stolen from my husband's collection. I pushed the paper and pen together in front of her. She read it over and said: Do you want to write the date? I shake my head. Don't even write the date it was stolen? I shook my head again. What do you want this note for? I may need it. She hesitated and signed her name. I took the paper, folded it, put it in my pocket, and said: Goodbye, Philly. She was quite disappointed: Tang Nuo, I hope you won't be in a hurry all the time. I hope so.I said, and walked out of her studio.