Chapter 8 problem

When Bo William walked not far from home, he saw a brand new convertible parked in front of his house.Bao William thought to himself, as expected, Dr. Mill must have come.Thinking of this, he involuntarily quickened his pace and walked towards the front door. When he reached the front door, Bo William stopped in his tracks. He looked around and saw no one around, so he took out a key from his pocket, inserted it into the keyhole, and turned it gently.The door opened silently.Bo William walked into the room and closed the door softly. The room was silent, only the clock in the corner was ticking.Bo William tiptoed on the thick carpet and walked up the stairs to the bedroom on the second floor.He stepped carefully up each step, drawing a pistol from his pocket.It was a .22, very small, and he had bought it the day before.When he walked up to the second floor and came gently to the door of the bedroom, Bao William stopped in his tracks.He held his breath, stabilized his emotions, pulled the safety of the pistol, and then pushed open the bedroom door.

The door opened. Dr. Meer was standing barefoot beside the bed, bowing his head and buttoning his white shirt; Mrs. Ruth-Boe Williams was reclining on the daybed.Ruth's long blond hair fell loosely over her shoulders, and she was clad only in a knurled pajamas.On the double bed in the bedroom, the quilt and sheets were in a mess... Paul William was greeted by two stunned faces.Ruth stared at her husband in a daze, and Dr. Mir stood there like a stake, motionless.There was a dead silence in the room, and even the earth seemed to stop turning. At this moment, Bo William even wondered if he had gone to the wrong house. He felt as if he was a visitor rather than the head of the house.

"William..."—Ruth's voice trembled. Bo William responded to his wife's cry with indifferent eyes, and slowly pulled the trigger with his finger.A faint gunshot echoed through the room.Ruth's body bounced forward, and then she fell hard on the back of the bench.Her body seemed to lose its vitality all of a sudden, becoming lifeless, and slid straight down on the bench. Seeing that his wife had died, Bao William almost collapsed to the ground, but he stood by the door.His gun was still pointed at his dead wife, and the look in his eyes was extremely empty and blank. Gradually, Bao William felt that a little strength had accumulated in himself.He felt that the earth began to operate normally again, and the sound of birds chirping outside the window and the sound of vehicles passing by on the street began to reach his ears again.

"Are you going to kill me too?" Dr. Mill asked while continuing to button up his buttons. Bao William stared at his face for a long time before replying, "No, I'm not going to kill you." At this time, Bao William felt that his mind was blank, and his heart seemed to be hollowed out.After he just learned of the affair between Dr. Mir and his wife, he wished he could kill them both with his own hands. However, looking at his wife who was shot dead by him, William felt stunned, and he didn't know what to do next. what to do. Dr. Mill buttoned his shirt slowly, and looked down at Mrs. William who was lying on the bench.With years of experience in practicing medicine, he can already conclude that Mrs. William has passed away.

"It looks like we're both going to get involved," said Dr. Mill. "Get out of here!" William's voice was more pleading than commanding. "Look," said Dr. Meer, sitting unhurriedly on the edge of the bed, putting on his trousers and socks, "I quite understand what you're doing. If it were me, I'd do it too. I I know your wife Ruth, and I believe you know it too, otherwise, you wouldn’t kill her. But it’s me who is unlucky, I appear in a place that shouldn’t be there!” Bao William's eyes were also full of dullness and confusion—the action of pulling the trigger a few minutes ago completely changed his life and changed his destiny.

"You shot us both in hell!" sighed Dr. Meer. "You could be charged with murder and end up in the electric chair; but what about me? I'll be ruined. I've fought and worked so hard." The clinic that I worked so hard to create may go bankrupt because of your shot. And my wife, if she finds out about this, my marriage will be over, and my money will be taken away by her. My wife's temper Nature, you know it." Bo William knew Mrs. Mill.She is a shrewd, capable and domineering woman, and everyone is afraid of her.On several occasions in social occasions, the Williams had to stay away from Mrs. Mill.If it wasn't for money, Dr. Mir wouldn't live with her!Dr. Mill has been patient with this Mrs. Mill for many years, and he can't wait to get rid of the shackles of this tigress, but he has been looking for opportunities.

"I'm in a bind now," continued Dr. Meer. "Before I came here, I told the nurse at the clinic that I was coming to see Mrs. Williams. Also, my car had been parked for nearly an hour—here Everyone knows my car. So if the police come to investigate, I don't have an alibi." Dr. Mill fastened his alligator shoes slowly and stood up. Bao William looked at him: "Then what good idea do you have?" Dr. Mir said with a smile: "At this time, we are grasshoppers on a thread, and we need to help each other." "Can we rearrange the scene to make it look like an unfortunate accident, for example, as a suicide scene?" William put the gun in his pocket, took off his glasses absently, and wiped the lenses with a handkerchief. Doctor, I don't think this will bother you?"

Dr. Mill carefully observed the wound on Mrs. William's chest, and frowned: "The bullet shot through the chest at such an angle, it doesn't look like a suicide." He rested his cheek on one hand and looked around the room All around, and then stared out of the window for a long time.Finally, he said excitedly: "That's right! Only by doing this can this matter look like an accident!" From the beginning to the end, Bo William didn't feel sorry for Ruth's death. Of course, he didn't hate Dr. Mill in his heart.He, William, knows his wife Ruth too well. Ruth is definitely the kind of loose and unrestrained woman. Even if Dr. Mill can resist her temptation, there will be someone else standing in the bedroom with Bo William .

Now, Bo William's deep-seated hatred for his wife has disappeared, replaced by a strong desire to live.Therefore, when Dr. Mill said the above words, Bo William was also slightly relieved. "Would like to hear more about it," said William. "There's only one way to make it look like an accident, yes, the only way," Dr. Mill said.He pointed to the window: "Look, do you see the iron rod for hanging the curtains by the window? Let us imagine that your wife Ruth is about to take down the curtains, and she stands on the stool and stretches out her hand." After unloading the curtains, she suddenly lost her center of gravity, and even the person and the stool fell down. The iron rod was unbiased, and it just pierced her chest..."

"Are you crazy?" asked Bo William. "What about the bullets?" "It doesn't matter, I can take out the warhead. Fortunately, I brought a medical kit!" Dr. Mir said while nodding towards a black medical kit on the floor in the corner of the room. "My surgical tools are all in there, and taking out bullets is just a minor operation for me. Besides, the diameter of the curtain rod is much larger than the diameter of the bullet, and using the curtain rod can also destroy the marks of the bullet's entry, Dr. Mill shrugged, "In short, friends, let a dead horse be a living horse doctor!"

Bao William seemed a little hesitant: "You are a doctor, can you ensure that this arrangement can escape the eyes of your forensic colleagues?" "If you don't check carefully, you can hide it," Dr. Mill said. "Then again, the medical examiner will not do a thorough examination of her. Because according to the law of this state, I can call the clinic first, and the clinic's ambulance The car will take her to the ambulance, and the iron rod will be pulled out. Then, I will issue a death certificate, so that there will be no need for an autopsy. In the end, your wife will be considered an 'accidental death'. Cases of accidental death are too common in this city. It's common." Bo William bit his lip: "I don't know if that..." "Don't worry, you and I are both witnesses," continued Dr. Meer. "To make things look more beautiful and realistic, we should speak in unison in front of the police—we were going up the stairs when we heard her fall in the bedroom. And screaming, so we rushed into the bedroom and there she was lying by the window, dying, with a rod in her chest ... that was all there was to it." Bo William put his glasses back on and walked over to his wife's body.Looking at this dead woman, he no longer felt any hatred in his heart, but in his eyes, she seemed to be nothing but a plastic model in a shopping mall. "Okay!" he said, "what shall we do first?" "Come on, help me move the corpse here first, yes, put it by the window," Dr. Mill said, "then, go over there and help me get the bag." Twenty minutes later, the scene was set up.The window in the bedroom was open, and Ruth was lying on her back by the window, next to an overturned chair.The sight of a curtain rod sticking out of Ruth's chest was chilling.In the lobby, Dr. Mill was calling the clinic in a panic, asking them to send an ambulance.Five minutes later, a shrill siren sounded in the yard in front of the house. The police officer in charge of the case was White, who was about forty years old. After a routine inspection, the police stopped. As witnesses, both Bo William and Dr. Mill gave the same testimony—Mrs. William asked Dr. Mill to see her because of a cough. After Dr. Mill drove to Mrs. William’s home, he and Mr. William walked up to the bedroom on the second floor .At this moment, they heard a scream from the bedroom and the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. When they rushed in, they found that Mrs. William was seriously injured and was dying.Mrs. Williams died before the ambulance arrived. After the questioning, Sergeant White expressed his deepest condolences to Bo William, and quickly closed the case—he had many other cases to investigate. Bow Williams was also amazed at the self-control and acting he could display during funerals and mourning.Of course, Dr. Mill's performance is also very good.While many people were saddened by Ruth's death, no one suspected William and Mill. A week later, Bao William returned to work in the company, where he worked as the deputy chief accountant in a cement company.He found no trace of sadness or guilt in himself, and he was grateful and proud that he could easily hide it from him. For the next month, everything was uneventful.Bo William had lived a whole new life.With Ruth dead, he no longer had to worry about Ruth's debauchery, and he even rejoiced that he had killed Ruth. However, the peaceful life was broken with the arrival of Dr. Mir.On this day, Dr. Mill came to visit Bo William at his home.As usual, Dr. Mill was in his bright attire: a blue sweatshirt, white trousers, and a bow tie around his neck.In his heart, Bo William was disgusted by Dr. Meer's attire, but he also knew that certain women were fascinated by this attire.Dr. Meer was one of several doctors in the city who could make home visits.This is not only because of his superb medical skills, but also because of his ulterior motives. William handed him a glass of whiskey and Dr. Meer took a sip, then sat down in a chair and said straight to the point: "Hi, William, we're going to be in trouble." William was taken aback, and raised his eyebrows behind his glasses: "What's the trouble?" "Ade, my wife," said Dr. Meer, "she suspects me and Ruth . Accident." Bo William was relieved. He poured himself a glass of wine and said, "She's just suspicious, isn't she?" "Isn't that serious?" Dr. Mill said, "Yesterday she threatened me and said that she would go to the police. If she really did, Ruth's case would be rediscovered, and the police would conduct an in-depth investigation... ..." "So it is!" said William.A suffocating fear rose in his heart, and this fear was constantly growing, expanding and spreading, quickly strangling his whole body and mind.He swallowed a swig of whiskey and said, "What shall we do?" Dr. Meer twirled the wine glass with his manicured hand, and said slowly, "We can only do one thing and two things..." "You don't mean..." William said, "Ade is your wife!" Dr. Mill adjusted the collar of his sweatshirt nonchalantly: "Oh, don't pretend to be merciful here, William. This is not the time to be soft-hearted." "Of course," said Bo William, draining his glass in one gulp, "but... there's a limit to what you can do." "Yes, my old friend." Dr. Mir also drank the remaining wine in the glass, put the glass on the coffee table, and folded his hands on his lap, "This is the last time, and we have to do it as a last resort." "What's your plan?" asked Bo William. "I've figured it out," said Dr. Meer, "and Adele is going to 'suicide,' you know, she's capable of that sort of thing." "Then why did she commit suicide?" "Because of me," said Dr. Mill cheerfully, "as we all know, I often cheat, and Adele committed suicide because of this." There seems to be a motive, William thought. "But how are you going to do it?" he asked Dr. Mill. "Good question!" Dr. Mill nodded. "In the woods, we have a cabin for vacation. I plan to use chloroform gas to stun Adai, then drive her to the cabin by car, and put her in the cabin. In the house. At the same time, I left a typewritten and signed suicide note in the wooden house, and then I turned on the gas valve, and then I left there. In addition, I also made an alibi. Margaret, the reception lady at my clinic, has agreed to testify for me that I have been spending the night in her apartment. Did you know that Margaret has had a crush on me for a long time? This time I am going to use her to treat me Love, give me a perfect alibi. What do you think?" "Flawless!" said Bo William. "So, what part do you want me to play?" "I just want to inform you to prepare you mentally," Mir said, "in case you say something you shouldn't say or do something you shouldn't do when you hear the news of Adai's death. And, I also Kindly remind you that you also need to find an alibi in case of police inquiries." "Your plan seems to be very thorough," Bo William said, "but there is one thing, just now you said that you will get a signed suicide note, so how do you get Adele's signature?" "Dude, I knew you would ask this. I tell you, I've got her signature." Dr. Meer triumphantly took out a blank typewritten paper folded in three from his coat pocket.He slowly unfolded the paper and showed it to William.William clearly saw that Adai's name was signed at the end of the paper. "How did you get this thing?" William asked in surprise. "You don't know," Dr. Meer said, "Ade is an alcoholic. She gets drunk every day. Last night, I put a little drug in her cocktail. Then I lured her into the study. , handed her a lot of application forms, and told her that this was an application form for life insurance, and she had to sign on it. So she signed them one by one without thinking. Among them was this blank paper," Dr. Mill looked at his hands proudly He folded it again and put it in his pocket: "The fly in the ointment is that Adai's handwriting is trembling. It can be seen that she really drank too much yesterday, and with the effect of the medicine, her hands are a little bit useless." Yes. However, it is understandable for a person to sign scribbled out of emotion before committing suicide, don’t you think?” "There is no doubt about it," William said. "Now," Dr. Meer said, "I can assure you that everything has been arranged and there is nothing to worry about. However, I still want to remind you that when 'Ade' commits suicide, you'd better create an alibi." proof. Such as inviting friends to dinner, or going to a certain place, deliberately letting people who know you see you." "That's easy!" said William. "Okay! Then I'll take my leave." With that, Dr. Mill got up, walked across the living room to the front door, and Bo William came out to see him off. "Mark my words, man, don't worry about anything else." "How can you not be worried?" said William, "but I'd be glad to see this matter finally come to an end." "It's Thursday night," said Dr. Mill, as he came out the door. "After Thursday, we'll both be safe." Bo William stood at the door, watching Dr. Meer walk out of the yard to his convertible parked on the street.Dr. Mill got into the car, started the engine, and drove into the commuting traffic. All day Thursday, Bo William was in no mood for work.At nine o'clock in the evening, he sat at home, waiting for the good news from Dr. Mill.At this time, the phone rang suddenly, and Bao William's heart almost stopped beating.He picked up the phone nervously. "Things are messed up!" Dr. Mir's excited voice came from the phone, "Come here quickly, I need your help." "What's going on?" William asked, his hands sweating on the receiver. "Dude, come quickly! As long as we are together, everything can be done. But I can't go into details on the phone. I will tell you when you come." "Where are you now?" "I'm near the cabin in the woods. Now I'm on the road next to the cabin. There's a telephone booth here. I'm calling you from the telephone booth. Come here and find me as soon as possible!" Bo William was tempted to say "NO" to him and hang up, because now he felt a strong revulsion.He felt that the whole thing had exceeded the bottom line of what he could bear, and he wanted to call it quits.But he had already waded into this muddy water, and he had no way to get out, so he had to bite the bullet and go on. "William?" "I'm listening, Doctor," said Bo William, "how do you get to that cabin..." Dr. Mill's cabin was built deep in the woods, very hidden.After driving for nearly an hour in the dark, Bao William came near the wooden house.William parked the car on the side of the road, he turned off the engine, and took a short rest. It was really a small wooden house, painted a pale gray, in the middle of the woods.From a distance, Bo William saw Dr. Mill's convertible car parked beside a small stone pit for barbecues. The car turned its back to the wooden house, as if eager to flee the scene. Bao William couldn't help sighing secretly: Dr. Mill is really a cautious person.He got out of the car and walked down a narrow path to the cabin, knocking on the door.The door opened, and Dr. Mill greeted him with a broad smile. "Come in, buddy." Dr. Mill was wearing a bright yellow sweatshirt today. When Bo William passed by him and entered the cabin, he noticed that Dr. Mill was wearing a pair of medical rubber gloves. When Bo William entered the room, he saw Mrs. Ade Miller sitting in a leather armchair with her eyes closed and her expression serene.Powell thought: It looks like Dr. Mill has anesthetized her with chloroform.He looked around the room again, and saw that there were four mirrors on the stone fireplace on one side of the room, and a suicide note was pasted on the mirror. Bo William turned to Dr. Mill and said, "Just now you said on the phone that things got messed up..." Dr. Mill smiled and said, "The problem is solved." Bo William pointed to Mrs. Mill: "How long will she be unconscious?" "Forever," Mill said, "look at this." Paul William went around to the other side of Mrs. Mill and saw a bullet hole in her temple.The bullet holes were black, the edges were very neat, and the blood around them had already solidified. Bo William looked away, unable to bear to look any further, and asked Dr. Mill, "Why are you doing this?" "It's part of the plan." "The plan can't be..." Bo William's voice suddenly stopped, because he saw that Dr. Mir had an extra small pistol in his hand at some point, and the black muzzle was aimed at himself. "I forgot to explain something to you," said the doctor. "Adai committed suicide with a pistol. You see, there are traces of gunpowder burns around the bullet hole on her temple. I believe these cannot be hidden from the eyes of the police. .” Dr. Mir continued to smile and said, "The reason why Adai committed suicide is that she can't live without you." "What?!" Hearing this, Bo William was stunned. "Then," said Dr. Meer, "Ade regretted killing you, you know, William, this cabin was your place of pleasure. You drove here with my wife. By the way, forgot to tell you Yes, the suicide note of Adai pasted on the fireplace mirror was typed with your typewriter at your house." Bao William walked over tremblingly, and looked at the suicide note that said: "William once made an oath with me, that he would rather die than part. Bo William looked back at Dr. Mill, and saw a key held high in his hand: "This is the key to your front door. It was given to me by your wife when she was alive. Earlier tonight, when you went out to make an alibi I used this key to enter your home, and used your typewriter to type Adai’s suicide note on the blank paper signed by Adai.” He waved the key in his hand to William, then put it back into his pocket, and said triumphantly: "When Adai's body is found by the police, they will also find this key in Adai's pocket." "You are outrageous, and one day God will punish you." William yelled. Dr. Mill ignored his yelling and said, "Let's revisit the tragedy—a few minutes after shooting you, Adai stuck the suicide note on the mirror, then sat down and faced her temple. Pulled the trigger. As for why she killed you, I guess, you want to get rid of her, or don't want to marry her. I believe this reason can be accepted by everyone. You know, for nearly a month, I have been Spread the word in the circle of friends that you are having an affair with my wife?" "You're talking nonsense!" Howled Powell Williams. "That's utter nonsense." "I'm talking nonsense? Do you think everyone will believe it?" Dr. Mill shook his head, "Your car is parked here; your house key is in Adele's pocket, and you just lost your wife and feel extremely lonely; Adele and My marriage in name only; plus the rumors I spread...it's all so seamless, isn't it?" Bo William was about to speak when Dr. Mill's gloved finger pulled the trigger.Bo William's body fell straight to the floor.The last thing he saw was Dr. Mill putting a pistol in Adele's hand.His vision was blurry... Although Dr. Mill told some friends that he knew about the illicit relationship between Adele and Bo William, he still expressed infinite grief for his wife's suicide.Margaret, the receptionist at his clinic, also came forward to testify for the doctor - proving that the doctor had spent the night in her apartment on the night of the incident.Dr. Mir was romantic by nature, and Margaret produced the doctor's alibi. In short, everyone believed that the deaths of Adele and Bo William had nothing to do with the doctor. However, after the matter calmed down, the reception lady, Margaret, posed a problem for Mir: she wanted to share half of Dr. Mir's property, and in addition, the entire second half of Dr. Mir's life... These two things will probably give Dr. Mill a headache for a while.