Chapter 52: uncoordinated

Mrs. Bronk blinked, and her whole body relaxed immediately, but her movements were relatively small. She smiled and replied softly, "It might be better for my maid to answer."

She smiled embarrassedly: "My schedule is arranged by Anissa, but I can't remember it clearly."

While speaking, Mrs. Bronk turned her head and motioned for the maid to come forward: "Anissa, can I ask these gentlemen to report on my itinerary this week? I don't remember exactly."

"Okay, ma'am." The maid named Anissa stepped forward, took out a booklet from the maid's uniform and spread it out. According to the above schedule, Anissa announced Mrs. Bronk's itinerary this week for the three gentlemen.

"This Monday, the theater, Cocoa salon. Tuesday, the Expo, the literary salon organized by Mrs. Bereka. Wednesday, the department store, the occultism salon organized by Mrs. Diana. Fourth, Backlund Environment and Green Culture Protection Fund Office, etiquette and dance classes..."

When the three gentlemen heard these schedules, they bowed their heads and took notes.

After Anissa finished reading, Joshua said first, "Can you show us this schedule booklet?"

Anissa did not act immediately, but handed out the pamphlet after getting Mrs. Bronk's approval. Igna, Joshua, and Jennings scrutinized the schedule. Consistent with what he just reported, there is no hidden part. The maid, Anissa, kept Mrs. Bronk's schedule in great detail.

From a cursory look, Mrs. Bronk's itinerary did not contain any loopholes. Basically, it's the kind of activity that a lady of a high-society family should do.

There are, however, a few points that Ignatius pays particular attention to. However, he did not open his mouth to count his discoveries at this time. But just like an ordinary policeman, when his superiors are not speaking, they do not do other superfluous things.

Jennings couldn't help frowning when he saw this itinerary, he asked: "Mr. Scott Bronk is a devout goddess believer, Mrs. Bronk, as Mr. Scott Bronk's wife, You don't seem to believe in the Evernight Goddess?"

Mrs. Bronk smiled restrainedly and said, "Yes. I don't believe in the dark goddess. Although Scott is a believer in the goddess of the night, he doesn't mind that I have a different belief. After marriage, I did not force me to change. letter."

"Then can I take the liberty to ask what your beliefs are? I see that your itinerary does not seem to involve going to church for worship." Jennings said.

"I used to believe in the Lord of the Storm." Mrs. Bronk replied with a smile, "I am a believer of the Lord now. But I don't think that to show piety to the Lord requires going to church, so I don't go to church on weekdays. But I'll accompany Scott to Evernight's Winter Solstice."

Jennings nodded. When Igna heard Mrs. Bronk's answer, he quietly made a note in the notebook.

Next, Joshua and Jennings asked their own questions on a few very general questions, including who the various salons they participated in, who were the teachers of other courses such as dance courses, and who were the teachers. answer.

Soon, their questioning was over. A group of three left the Bronk family's mansion.

"Have you found anything?" Joshua asked in the carriage.

Jennings frowned and said: "From the record of the interview, there seems to be nothing suspicious, and it really looks like a relative of the victim. It's just that the way she threw John Warner out was very ……eccentric."

"The fact that the photos in the album are torn up makes people feel a little bit unreasonable. If you really hate someone, is it really necessary to do this? And can this album really be regarded as John Warner killed. Evidence of Scott's motive?" Jennings asked.

"There is absolutely no way for the evidence to be regarded as direct evidence." Joshua snorted, "but it is not necessarily that Scott did such a cruel tearing of the photo horizontally. After all, Emperor Roselle said' People are separated from each other'. You have no idea what the psychology of those people is like."

"Scott Bronk is a respected doctor," Jennings said. "Therefore, I don't think it's better to judge whether he did the photo thing before I get concrete evidence. it is good."

"Jennings is right," Ignatius said. "It was Mrs. Bronk who ripped up the photo, not Dr. Scott Bronk. Joshua, you can't just say that about Scott. Bad words from the doctor."

"What?" Jennings and Joshua said in unison.

"Those photos were torn up by Mrs. Bronk?" Jennings blurted out.

"How do you know it was Mrs. Bronk?" Joshua frowned.

"It's very simple," Igna said. "Did you notice the shape of the tear marks when you got the album?"

"What?" Joshua frowned.

"The photo paper is specially made, so it is difficult to have neat edges when it is torn, and it needs to be torn vigorously. The torn marks on the photos given by Mrs. Bronk are obviously left-handed. The edge doesn't align with the way right-handers go when they tear things up."

"And Dr. Scott Bronk is right-handed," Ignatius said.

"How do you know that Dr. Scott Bronk is right-handed?" Joshua asked curiously. He glanced at Jennings. "Jennings, do you know that as a forensic doctor?"

"I know Scott Bronk is right-handed," Jennings replied. "His right arm is clearly more developed than his left, and his right palm is clearly the dominant hand."

"But I didn't really notice that Mrs. Bronk was left-handed" Jennings said, "but in retrospect, it seems that Mrs. Bronk was indeed left-handed, and she used her left hand when she drank tea. Hold the cup. "Jennings breathed a sigh of relief at this point.

"In that case, Mrs. Bronk is indeed a bit suspicious." Joshua said, "Why did she spend so much time trying to make us think that John Warner was the murderer?"

"Maybe that's what we're going to investigate," Ignatius said.

"Don't you have any clues?" Joshua asked.

This time, the request to come to the funeral and to interrogate Mrs. Blunt was the suggestion of "Shelling Hill". Now that Mrs. Bronk is indeed a suspect, if he has nothing else to say, Joshua is going to hit.

"We can start with Mrs. Bronk's itinerary," said Ignatius.

"What's wrong with her itinerary?" Joshua frowned.

"Yes, and it's a big problem," Ignatius said, "because her two-week schedule has been pretty normal."