Chapter 4 Chapter 4: Six Times the Usual

The investigation began, but it was short and disappointingly short, certified by Baker's husband, and the only other piece of evidence was drugs.Hit Bakerk died of four grams of hr-cthyl-clexyl-barbo-qninde1orytate, which, to put it plainly, is probably the name of the drug!There is no evidence, however, of how the pill was obtained. The police investigation was suspended for about two weeks. Inspector Frank Cornish and Arthur Bakerk were contacted after the investigation was concluded, and they met in front of a small blue door at No. 3, Arlington Cross. Arthur Bakerk went first, and the Inspector followed.He took out the key, but before he could insert it, the door opened.The woman who answered the door stood looking embarrassed, and Arthur Baecock looked surprised.

"Mary," he said. "Arthur, I have made tea for you. I think you must want tea when you come back from the investigation." "It's very kind of you, I wanted tea," said Arthur Bakerk cheerfully. "This is Inspector Nichols; this is Mrs. Bonney, my neighbour." Arthur said. "Mrs. Bonney has only been here six months. Her son works nearby and she moved here to live with him when her husband died." This Mrs. Bonnie was dark and warm-looking, about forty years old, with black hair and black eyes the color of a gypsy.The black eyes look a little strange, always watching the face.Certain professional instincts of Kenneth alerted him, and the woman's watchful look, and the slight tension on Arthur's face as he introduced her, did not escape him, and he felt that Mrs. Bonney must have met with The police have been involved.

Inspector Kenneth said: "Is she your wife's best friend?" "No, no, I didn't say that. They were neighbours, and they got along, and there was nothing special about them." "I see. Mr. Baker, we want to know more from you. I thought the results of the investigation gave you a shock, didn't you?" "Oh, yes, it's really incredible. What's that—Bi-ethyl-hex" he broke off. "There is a relatively simple name." The inspector said, "It is sold as a commodity. There is a commodity called Calmo. Have you seen such a thing?"

Arthur Baecock shook his head, confused. "It's more used in America than here," said the Inspector. "I know there's a lot of freedom to prescribe it." "What is it for?" "Stimulation makes the patient happy, sedated," says Kenneth. "It's prescribed for nervous patients. It's good for anxiety, depression, insomnia, and a whole host of other ailments. It's not dangerous in the right doses, but not in excess. Your wife took about six times the usual amount." .” Bakerk was taken aback. "Heater has never been on this drug," he said. "I know that very well. She is not a regular drugger. She is not depressed or depressed. She is the happiest woman."

The inspector nodded. "I see. Didn't any of the doctors prescribe it to her?" "No, of course not, I know very well." "Who's her doctor?" "She sees Dr. Yum, but I don't think she's seen him since we moved here." Kenny thought for a while and said, "So she's not the kind of person who needs to take this kind of medicine?" "No, I don't believe she is. She must have taken some wrong medicine." "It's the kind of mistake that's hard to imagine," Kenneth said. "What did she eat or drink that afternoon?"

"Oh, let me think about it. At noon—" "You don't have to go back to lunch," Cornish said. "Taking that amount of medicine will definitely cause an attack soon. Tea. Are you going back to drink tea?" "Oh, we went into the big hall and it was a mess and we finally got a loaf and a cup of tea and ate it out as fast as we could because it was hot." "What she ate was a piece of bread and a cup of tea?" "Yes, sir." "When you come out, you go indoors, don't you?" "Yes. A young woman said that Miss Marina Gray would like to see my wife, if she wanted to come in. Of course my wife was too happy, and everyone was very excited."

Kenneth said. "My wife is also very excited. Those who participated all paid to go in and see what has become of Goldstein Village, and they also want to see the beauty of Marina Gray." "The young woman took us into the house," said Arthur Baecock, "and then took us upstairs, and there was a tea party upstairs, with tables, chairs, and drinks, and there were about ten or twelve people in the room. There." Kenneth nodded. "Who entertains you?" "Miss Marina Gray herself. Her husband was with her, whose name I have forgotten now." "Jason Luther," said Cornish.

"Oh, yes, I didn't notice him at first. But anyway, Miss Gray gave Hit a warm reception, and Hit recalled how she had met Miss Gray in the West Indies some years ago, and everything looked It went well." "and after?" "Later Miss Gray asked us what we wanted to drink, and Mr. Luther, Miss Gray's husband, poured Heater a cocktail. Tuckley or something." "It's daiquiris." "Yes, sir. He took two glasses, one for her and one for Miss Gray." "What about you? What do you drink yourself?" "I drink sherry."

"I see, the three of you just stood there drinking? Then your wife drank the daiquiris?" "Oh no, not then." "Well, if she didn't drink then, when did she?" Arthur Baecock frowned thoughtfully. "I think—she put it on the table because she saw a couple of friends, one of whom was connected with John Ambulance work, driving up from March Bingham or something. The two of them talked there together afterward." "When did she have that glass of wine?" Arthur Bakerk frowned thoughtfully again. "After a while, more and more people. Someone touched Hitt's elbow and her wine spilled?"

"What happened?" Kenneth suddenly looked up. "She spilled her wine?" "Yeah, that's what I remember... I think she took a little bit of it and looked embarrassed. She didn't like cocktails, but she wouldn't give up. Someone touched her neck while she was standing there. Elbow, the glass spilled and spilled on her clothes, and I think on Miss Gray's too. Miss Gray is very nice, she said it didn't matter, it wouldn't leave any stains, and handed her handkerchief to Hitt wiped it, then gave her the glass in his hand and said, 'Drink, I haven't drunk this glass yet.'”

"She handed her her cup, didn't she?" asked Cornish. "You didn't make a mistake?" Arthur Bakerk paused to think for a moment and said, "Yes, wrong." "Did your wife take the glass?" "Oh, sir, at first she didn't want to. She said, 'Oh, no, I can't.' Miss Gray laughed and said, 'I've had too much to drink.'" "So your wife took it over. How did she deal with it?" "She turned around and drank it, and drank it very quickly. Then we walked down the corridor, admiring some pictures and curtains. Then I ran into my friend Mr. Oak, and I have been with him ever since. Waiting for me to look around , found Hitt sitting on a chair with a strange expression, I went over to her and asked, 'What's wrong?' She said she felt a little weird." "How weird?" "I don't know, sir, her voice was weak and strange, and her head shook a little, and all of a sudden she gave a half-breathed breath, threw her head forward, and died, sir, died like that." The chief inspector also met with the deputy commissioner just days after the local police investigation. "You mean the village of Mary Mead?" Chief Inspector Dermot asked suddenly, looking up. The deputy director was a little surprised: "What's wrong? Could it be—" "Nothing," said Cleder. "I know it's a small place, and there's someone I know there, an old woman, who must be very old now." The Deputy Commissioner accepted his subordinate's opinion. "Yes," he said, "that'll give you a little connection. One needs to have some local friends. The whole thing seems peculiar." "The Sheriff told us to come next?" Dermot asked. "Yes, I've had a letter from the Commissioner of Police. They don't seem to think it's local news. The largest house in the area, Gao Shang Ding Zhuang, was recently sold as a residence to a movie star, Marina Gray, and her husband. They were filming at the new studio, Shillingford, where she was the main character, and they had a tea party at Cotton's to raise money for the John's Society. The woman who died suddenly—Mrs Hieter Bakerk—was The secretary of the Society, who was in charge of most of the administration at that tea party, seemed to be a shrewd and quick woman, well liked by the local people." "Bossy woman?" Cleder asked. "Very likely," said the deputy director. "Bossy women are rarely murdered in my experience and I don't know why. The weather seemed fine that day and everything was well organized. Marina Gray and her husband also hosted some personal friends .It all went on happily. Quietly, but suddenly, Hitt Bakerk was poisoned there!" Dermot Kleda thought for a moment and said, "It's a strange place to choose." "That's the opinion of the Chief Constable. If anyone wanted to poison Hitt Bakerk, why did he choose that afternoon, or an occasion like that? Anything else would be easier. On the second or third It is a very risky thing to put poison among ten people, and someone will definitely see it." "It must be something wrong with the drink?" "Yes, it must be in the drink. We have a detailed ingredient report, and it is a very long and complicated drug name. In the United States, doctors often prescribe this drug." "In America, I get it." "Oh, the same is true in this country, but here you must have a doctor's prescription." "It's weird," Dermot said. "What's Hit Bakerk got to do with movie people?" "No." "Her husband," said Dermot thoughtfully. "Yes, one always thinks of that, but the local policeman - I think his name is Kenneth - doesn't seem to think it's a problem, but he doesn't think they look like a committed couple either. .” "In other words, the police don't think it's anything suspicious. Well, it's worth looking into, and I think I'd better have a look, don't I?" "Well, better go as soon as possible, Dermot. Who do you want to go with you?" Dermot considered it. "I'd like to have Teidel," he said. "He's a nice guy, and a movie star would help." The chief nodded. "Good luck," he said.