Lawyer Mason walked into the office full of energy, glanced at the letters and documents on the desk, and frowned. Miss Tina, the secretary, smiled jokingly at Mason, "Aren't you eager to deal with one murder case before another one?" "It doesn't have to be a murder case. I like to try a case with a thrilling plot, against a difficult prosecutor, and end up with a surprise victory." As a lawyer, Mason not only acts as the defendant's defender in court, but also has the superb ability to act as a detective. He is a man with a sense of justice.A lawyer who acts decisively.

"What's the matter with the man with the glass eyes? Isn't he going to see me today?" Mason said after sitting down. "Mr. Peter Burnett, you mean? He's next door. He's about forty-five, curly black-haired, kind of eccentric, seems to have some troubles, a romantic fantasist, and once he's on the edge, maybe will kill." Mason's office often receives all kinds of weird customers, and secretary Tina has a keen observation ability on people. "Which of his eyes is a prosthesis?" Mason asked. "I can't tell the difference at all."

"Okay, put away the papers and let him in." Taina nodded again with a smile, and opened the door of the reception room.Burnett strode through the door and held out a hand to Lawyer Mason.Mason stared curiously into his eyes as he shook hands. "Mr. Mason, can you see that it's just a fake eye?" Mason shook his head, so Burnett smiled slightly and started talking quite complacently. "Making exquisite glass eyeballs is an art. In the United States, there are no more than 13 people who can make this kind of artificial eyes. A high-quality artificial eye, as long as the eye socket is not injured, it is indistinguishable from the real eye. .”

"No wonder your eyes move so vividly." "Of course I can turn, and my eye sockets are not injured. However, human eyes are full of changes. The pupils are smaller during the day than at night. If you don't sleep enough, or drink too much, the eyes will become bloodshot and red. I have half a dozen for various occasions. Fake eyes, when I attended a banquet the night before yesterday, I had a bloodshot prosthetic eye installed because of drinking. Unexpectedly, my prosthetic eye was stolen, and a counterfeit one was left to replace it.” "How do you know it's a counterfeit?"

Mr. Burnett took the leather case from his pocket and opened the lid. On the leather cushions were four false eyes. Burnett took out a fake eye from the leather case, and Mason took it carefully with his hands, feeling horrified in his heart; "This stuff is well done." "Where! This is a cheap replacement from the thief who stole my fake eye. The pupils are distorted, the color is cloudy, and the blood vessels are too red... You see, compared with the fake eye here, the difference between the delicate fake eye and the cheap one is obvious gone." Mason put another prosthetic eye on his palm for comparison, and it was indeed very different.

"Then why would the convict steal your bloodshot eye from this leather case and replace it with an inferior one?" "It's because I don't know what's going on, so I came here to ask for advice. I'm worried, will someone steal it just to plant dirt on me?" "You mean if someone commits a crime, the police will find out that the fake eye is yours?" "Yes. Let a prosthetic eye specialist look at it and immediately know who made it, and they will answer: 'This is the prosthetic eye of Mr. Pete Burnett, 3902 Washington Street.'" "In other words, you are concerned that your prosthetic eyes will be used in murders?"

Burnett hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "Don't worry, I will protect you according to your request." Mason made a price and readily accepted the case.He returned the false eye to Burnett, and put the other delicate eye in his pocket.He then said slowly: "If the police first found your fake eye at the crime scene, they would look for the owner of the fake eye and make sure it was you. But if the police first found the other fake eye, they would definitely go to Find the owner of the false eye. The second time another false eye is found, the same action as the first time will be taken. The third time, even if it is your real false eye, the police will consider it It belongs to the same person as the first two."

Burnett blinked and said: "This--, I don't quite understand what you mean." "If you think about it carefully, you will understand that your artificial eyes are exquisitely crafted and are simply works of art. However, only an expert like you knows this." "So that's what it is, I see. That is, Mr. Mason, if you make replicas of my false eyes beforehand and scatter them at the scene of the crime, you can fool me with my false eyes. " Burnett quickly grabbed Mason's hand and shook it up and down happily, "Oh, your mind is really sharp!" Mason smiled slightly. He didn't like warm compliments, so he changed the subject: "Mr. Burnett, when did your eyes hurt?"

"24 years ago. I was traveling as a salesman when a train derailed and I lost an eye." Mason nodded sympathetically, "You have finally worked hard to this day, Mr. Burnett, in the future, if anything happens, please contact me." "Then please." Burnett walked towards the door that he had just come in. At this time, the phone on the desk rang, and it was from the reception room next door. "Sir, there is a lady called Bartha Macullan who wants to see you. Her brother Harry Macullan came with her. They would not tell why they came. The older sister kept crying, but the younger brother was silent." Mason promised to see them again in a while and put down the phone. At this moment, Burnette stopped suddenly and made a surprised voice:

"Oh, isn't this Harry! What are you doing here?" Mason stepped forward quickly, grabbed Burnett's shoulder and pulled back forcefully, "Wait a minute, this is a law firm, and you are not allowed to meet guests here." He closed the door of the reception room tightly, "You Do you know the young man inside?" Burnett was a little panicked, "Well, I understand a little bit. The young man's name is Makulun." "Did you know that he came here?" "No……" "Then why do you turn blue when you see him?" "My face is blue? Impossible, I have no special relationship with Makulun."

Mason put his hand on Burnett's shoulder. "Go here, then. Oh, you're shaking like a wobble. What's the matter?" "Where, it's nothing." Burnett walked into the corridor in panic. As soon as he was gone, Mason ordered Secretary Tyna via the intercom: "Please call Detective Drake and tell Drake to come in through the hallway door." After a while, there was a knock on the door in the corridor, and a tall man nodded silently and walked in.It's Detective Drake.The building also housed a detective agency, and these private detectives were at Mason's disposal. Mason said straight to the point, "Drek, there is something you need to do immediately. Do you know about fake eyes?" "False eyes? Is it a glass ball? No, I don't understand." Mason took out the false eye from his pocket and handed it to Detective Drake, "Go to the hotel and rent a room, find a false eye wholesaler to order, and say that I plan to buy half a dozen bloodshot false eyes that are exactly the same as that one. " "What's up with replicating prosthetic eyes? Do I have to order directly from a wholesaler?" "No. I don't want the other person to know what you look like. It would be bad if you found out afterwards." "In this way, the police will examine me in the future, right?" "Where does it come from, I will help you if it really comes to that point." Mason said disapprovingly, and Detective Drake shrugged. "Come on, partnering with you will lead to a short life, but it's safe to have you as your escort." Derek put the fake eye in his pocket and went out through the corridor door. Mason said to Secretary Tina: "Okay, let's bring the Maculen siblings in." He remembered that the two had been waiting outside for a long time.