Potsdam sky

attacked, and probably killed by someone he knew - there is no doubt about that.

"What's your take?" Zebulon asked.

I tell him what I think.

After listening patiently, Zebulun nodded, expressing that he also had the same opinion.

Eliezer should have been strangled first and then stabbed.

I looked at the photo and thought of those three numbers.

"About the three numbers '995', what do you think?" Zebulen asked timely, not knowing whether there was telepathy.

Maybe it was with the detective, a thunderbolt flashed through my mind, the thing about Ellie Ezer memorizing the Oxford dictionary flashed through my mind, this is the only evidence she left us, and the only thing we know about her specialties.

"Oxford Dictionary..."

"That's right, this may be the page number where the murderer's identity is located." Zebulon nodded, and his eyes were full of approval when he looked at me.

It never occurred to me that I could reason out such a difficult answer.

Just go back and look up the Oxford dictionary, and maybe you can find the real culprit.

From Zebulun's room, I can reach my room by walking a few steps, but I didn't bring the Oxford dictionary, and I am sorry to trouble others, so I can only ask Alcega on my laptop.

I opened my mailbox and saw Alcega's reply to my email, the time was exactly 1 minute ago, maybe he is still online now.

I quickly sent an email and asked him to take photos of all the content on page 995 of the Oxford Dictionary and send it to me.

"What version?" Alcega sent back the email after 1 minute.

"Should be the seventh edition." I don't remember very clearly, but probably this edition is correct.

Soon, a photo was sent, and I read the entry from top to bottom. The moment the blue characters appeared in front of my eyes, I breathed a sigh of relief.

My guess was right.

No. 995 entries on page 11 of the Oxford Dictionary.

——[HOUSEMATE].

1.6Diary最新更新:2014-07-1623:02:00

A stone in my heart seemed to have landed safely. I opened the email that Alcega sent me before and read it.

The emails Alcega sent to me are generally relatively simple in content, basically talking about what happened in Parliament today, or some major news in the UK. Although they are not interesting, I always read them with great interest.

Alcega wrote in the letter: "Dear Alex, how are you? I have become busier since you left the UK. In a few days, the parliamentary elections will start. Whether I can If you can't be elected as the speaker, you have to work hard for it. Please don't worry about me, I will pay attention to rest, I wish you a pleasant trip!"

After reading the email, I couldn't help but smile wryly. The so-called "pleasant trip" has long been in vain because of the death of Miss Eliezer, but after all, Alcega didn't know about it, and I can't blame him.

I turned off the laptop, opened the door and went outside. In the empty corridor, there was no sound at all.

I'm going to sit in the dining room for a while. At this time, everyone should rest in the room.Sure enough, there was no one in the restaurant, and the housekeeper should have gone back to the room, and the sad room suddenly became deserted.

Walking to the window of the restaurant, I looked out. The rain had stopped falling, but because the woods were too dense, the land was not dry. Just looking at it, I could feel the hot flashes. Looking to the right, I can see the corridor in front of the gate, and the road up the mountain is in front of it. I looked at it for a while, and found a car coming.

Taking a closer look, the ones that meet in black and white should be local police cars in Potsdam.

I didn't expect the police to come up so soon.

I watched the man in black police uniform get out of the car, and was stunned for a few seconds before running to open the door.

Standing in front of me was a policewoman with heavy makeup. She had dark green eyes and long light brown hair. When we saw each other, we were all shocked.

But she calmed down quickly and said, "Hello, we are the local police in Potsdam. Is this Mr. Koggin's home?"

"Daniel Coggin? Yes." It was redundant, but I did it anyway.

I sideways let them in, then ran to Daniel's room to get him out.

I had just knocked on the door twice when Bennett from next door came out, gave me a deadpan look, and walked past me.

I don't know where he's going, but the first priority is to find Daniel.

Daniel quickly opened the door and asked me, "Alex, what's the matter?"

"Yes, the police are here, Daniel," I said tersely.

Daniel opened his eyes and seemed a little surprised, but he came out quickly.

At this time, the police had already gathered at the door and waited for someone.

"Hello, we are the local police in Potsdam." Knowing that Daniel is the owner of the house, the policewoman introduced herself to him again.I guessed she was supposed to be the head of the place, but I didn't expect it to be a woman.

Daniel told the police about the incident, and the police asked to see the scene and the body.

At this time, all the host and guests in the house came out, ready to be interrogated by the police.

Seeing so many people walking around in the house, I didn't have a clue in my head. After all, I was just a guest, so I didn't have any qualifications to say anything. Besides, I had only been here for two or three days, and I didn't know anything about everything. Familiar, can only stand in place and wait for the police to interrogate with others.

Not long after, several policemen moved Eliezer's body out. Since it had been frozen for nearly a day, even if it was covered with a white cloth, it could still see the melted drops of water on it.

"It will take a few days for the specific inspection results to come out. Please cooperate with us to do some questions and answers first." The female policeman said to us with a serious face.

The specific questions were almost the same as those Mr. Zebulen asked us yesterday, and it was clear that the female police officer had no clue.Then they entered the room where Eliezer died to search, and even opened locked drawers, cabinets and other things to check one by one.

They seem to have found a diary that belonged to Ellie Ezer, and used it as an important material to solve the case.

We realized Mr. Zebulen's sagacity -- or rather, his professionalism -- when we were asked if he had any photographs of the crime scene.

Mr. Zebulen handed over his laptop to the police for a copy. When she learned that Zebulun was a detective, the female policeman showed a very obvious look of disdain.

"Detective? Huh." This beautiful policewoman looks very proud. Maybe she thinks that so-called detectives are people who track down her husband's infidelity, but I think this Mr. Zebulon is far more serious than a so-called private detective. For wisdom.

In the face of such obvious ridicule and questioning, Mr. Detective showed a very open-mindedness. In this regard, I have even more admiration for him.

As for the diary mentioned earlier, I was also fortunate enough to witness a part of the copy, and I will transcribe the original text here and display it here.

This diary records Ellie's mood, but she doesn't seem to write diaries often, and the content is very concise, but the reference value provided in it cannot be underestimated. After reading this diary, I feel more and more Believe that your previous inference is not wrong.

The following are only excerpts from the diaries that are helpful to the case.

***

On xx, xx, xxxx, sunny

I don’t know where I lost the last diary. Although sometimes I am proud of my intelligence, I always make incomprehensible mistakes in such small things. Although a small diary It’s not a big deal, but it’s a record of my life and mood, which makes me feel a little pity.But no matter what, if the old one doesn’t go away and the new one doesn’t come, I will definitely keep this diary well and try not to lose it again, so be it.

On xx, xx, xxxx, sunny

When I was going home today, I met the boss of the company. His name seemed to be Daniel, and he looked very young. I didn’t expect that he would become the CEO at such an age. His future must be limitless.

xxxx xx month xx day, light rain

I met the CEO when I was eating in the company restaurant at noon today. I didn't expect him to remember me. The two of us had dinner together. Looking at his eyes, maybe he has a little meaning for me.

xxxx xx month xx day, overcast

Although the weather is gloomy today, the sun is in my heart!Daniel actually asked me out to watch a movie and confessed his love to me. How can I tell him that I like him too?Excited excited excited excited excited. ^*(--)*^

On xx, xx, xxxx, sunny

I visited Daniel's house for the first time today, and his house is actually on the mountain!And the villa is very big and beautiful. The one who impressed me the most is Daniel’s younger brother Bennett. He seems to be still in high school, but he is very beautiful (although it is not good to say that boys are bad), but he exudes the whole body There was a gloomy air, which didn't match his appearance at all. Somehow, he didn't seem to like me very much, and I could feel it.Maybe it's because he doesn't know me well enough, I will try my best to win his favor.In addition, Daniel's parents are very kind, and it is time to tell our parents about the two of us.

xxxx xx month xx day, light rain

When I was at the company today, Daniel actually proposed to me!He also put an engagement ring on me