Chapter 1113 Confrontation
What is the difference between boyfriend and lover? One is able to make it public, and the other usually maintains underground relationships.
During the entire investigation phase of the case, no one mentioned that Dr. Monroe had a boyfriend. As for a certain former drug lord, even Cassel had a hard time judging what kind of relationship the two had.
After all, a monthly salary of 40,000 US dollars is not an outrageous price to hire a private doctor who has to take care of you 5 days a week, but if you are keeping a lover, although it is a little less, maybe it is a friendship price?
But what makes people tangled is not the boyfriend or lover, but a small disagreement about whether Greg lied.
"At least I didn't see any trace of lying from his micro-expression." After temporarily leaving the interrogation room, Jack expressed his opinion first, and Beckett also nodded slightly in agreement.
Cassel suddenly showed a proud expression, walked quickly to the evidence board in the middle of the office, and pointed to several photos on it of when Dr. Monroe's body was found.
"He is lying. Look at this photo and that one. There is no bracelet on the wrist of the corpse at all."
"Then look up." Jack motioned him to look up. There was a surveillance screenshot at the top of the evidence board, which was taken when Dr. Monroe met with investigator Leonard Maloney on the night he was murdered. .
"." Cassel's hand movement stopped in mid-air and he exclaimed, "Greg didn't lie. Dr. Monroe was indeed wearing a bracelet on the night of his murder."
Although the surveillance screenshots are not very clear, they are enough. Just like they were able to distinguish Leonard Maloney from his profile alone, the bracelet on Dr. Monroe's left hand was also vaguely identifiable.
"Where did the bracelet go after that?" Beckett picked up the phone on the table, unable to believe that they had overlooked this before.
After a moment, the beautiful police detective put down the phone receiver, "The forensic team said they were very sure that no bracelets or other accessories were found at the scene, including in the coffin."
"Of course he was taken away by the murderer." Cassel quickly returned to his lively look, "Greg said this is a special gift for Dr. Monroe, very precious, but he meant obviously Not its price.”
Jack took the photo off the evidence board and examined it carefully, "Is it my imagination? Why does this bracelet give me a feeling of déjà vu?"
Cassel looked at Beckett with a proud smile, "Can you identify this turquoise bracelet?"
Perhaps because of women's natural sensitivity to jewelry and other items, Beckett immediately showed a knowing smile, "Yes, we have seen similar designs not long ago."
——
"Do we really not need to notify the SWAT team or something?" Standing at the door of the hotel suite, Cassel seemed to have just woken up and looked at Jack with some timidity.
"What we might want to arrest is a drug lord who ran rampant in Colombia twenty years ago."
"No, Calderon is just an old guy in his 60s with heart disease. Besides, this is not his armed stronghold. It is just a suite in a high-end hotel."
Jack patted the gun on his waist in a funny way, "If you are worried about a gunfight, you can go back to the car and put on your bulletproof vest with 'WRITER' written on it."
The great writer seemed to have just remembered the heroic appearance of someone who had massacred people in Paris. He raised his chest and pressed the doorbell with a fearless gesture.
This time it was still the trio of FBI, writer and detective who came, and the ones who received them were still the former drug lord Calderon and his brother Manuel.
"Detectives, and Mr. Cassell, is there any progress in Valerie's murder case?"
It was a little different from last time. This time Calderon had already got half a glass of whiskey in his hand in advance. Alcoholism was probably one of the reasons why he was so weak in his early 60s. His brother Manuel also stood silently behind his brother as before.
It was Beckett who answered him, "Maybe, there has been some progress, but we want to know first, what is the relationship between you and Dr. Monroe?"
"I've said it before, she is my personal doctor and my savior." Calderon shook the half-melted whiskey in his hand and took a sip, still maintaining his bossy look. Make a fuss.
Cassel found a seat on the sofa and sat down, face to face with him, "But judging from your previous words, the relationship between you should not be that simple.
I don’t go to the park for a romantic walk with my personal doctor, that’s what my girlfriend and I do. ”
As if sensing something was wrong in the atmosphere, Calderon, who was quite sensitive and familiar with certain types of tone of voice, narrowed his eyes slightly and his eyes became a little sinister.
"It's not a crime for a man and a woman to be attracted to each other because of passion, right? Is there anything to question about this? Detective?"
Calderon raised his glass to Beckett and made a slight gesture.
"You're right, but crimes of passion are another matter, especially murders of passion." Beckett retorted unceremoniously, and took out the photo again and handed it to Cassel.
The latter happily took the photo and showed it to Calderon. What follows is the favorite part of every detective novel fan, including detective writers.
Summarize clues and use reasoning to uncover the truth and force the murderer to confess.
"The necklace around your neck is very beautiful, Mr. Calderon." Cassel showed the photo to the other party and pointed his finger at Dr. Monroe's wrist.
"We noticed a similarity in the design of the bracelet Dr. Monroe was wearing on the night he was murdered and your necklace."
"That's because I gave this bracelet to Valerie to express my admiration for her." Calderon took off the necklace from his neck and showed it to the three of them.
"The bracelet once belonged to my mother and this necklace belonged to my father, they are indeed the same pair."
"Is it a family heirloom?" Cassel showed an unexpected expression, "No wonder you want to take it back."
"I don't understand what you mean." Calderon's voice was hoarse and his expression was a little confused.
At the same time, Jack's eyes fell on the middle-aged man behind the drug lord. Compared to Calderon, who was obviously still in a confused state, his brother Manuel looked a little embarrassed.
"When we found Dr. Monroe's body, we didn't find the bracelet. Someone took it away, but left his wallet and mobile phone behind. What does this mean? We don't need to explain it in detail, right?"
Cassel's expression gradually became serious, and then his tone really turned into questioning, "What happened? Did you have a quarrel, or is the ruthless Calderon back?
Is he no longer the well-educated old gentleman in front of us who is drinking good wine? ”
(End of chapter)