Chapter 25 Chapter Twenty-Four

What was happening before my eyes was so surreal it was unbelievable. One minute he was in heaven, the next minute he was pushed into hell—that was the moment McCarthy was experiencing, he witnessed everything happening but was powerless to stop it, like a sewer that had been unplugged, almost In seconds, all joy is sucked away, leaving only despair and death. The blood spread under the lying corpse of Hamada Kako, and soon soaked half of the bed sheet. At the same time, the revolver slipped from Laura's hand. It quickly turned into a face-covering wail. McCarthy put on his shirt, pants and shoes as quickly as possible, climbed out of the bed, approached his wife carefully, picked up the gun that fell on the ground, put it on the belt behind his waist, and then slowly hugged his wife's shoulders.Laura put her hands on his chest, and fell into his arms, crying harder.

The detective caressed his wife's back in a daze, and murmured, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." As the wife sobbed, she said intermittently: "Ian, did I screw everything up?" McCarthy just hugged his wife, he couldn't answer this question, he didn't even have the courage to turn his head to look at the naked body on the bed - he had put in so much effort to save the woman, and he was about to succeed - but He also has no right to blame his wife.Things ended up like this, whose fault is it?No, no one did anything wrong, everyone just went a little too far.They don't deserve that kind of punishment, except for that bastard Frank Kepler.

"It's over... Ian, I killed someone, they... they're going to lock me up, I'm going to die in prison..." Laura broke down in tears, "Oh, Ian dear... I I love you so much...why? Why did you betray me?" "I love you too, Laura, and I will always love you! I made a mistake, Laura, it was all wrong, it wasn't supposed to be like this!" "But it's beyond redemption, I killed that woman!" Laura whined, "No, Ian, I don't want to go to jail. If I go to jail, what will Cathy (Katerina's nickname) do? What about little Stuart manage?"

"It's okay, Laura, you'll be fine!" McCarthy hugged his wife tightly.No, his family can't just be ruined like this, it's not fair, it's all the fault of that bastard who died on the outside.He should have been responsible for all the crimes! Yes, that's how it should be done! A plan begins to form in the Inspector's mind. "Ian, I am not a child anymore, don't use those useless words to comfort me, I want you to accompany me to the police station to surrender! I want you to promise me, don't take the children to court, and don't let them come to the prison to watch I."

"Look at me, honey, listen to me carefully." McCarthy shook his wife's shoulders, and Laura finally stopped talking, looking into her husband's eyes with red eyes from crying. "Listen honey, I'm not trying to comfort you. I have a way of getting us through this. Do what I say and you'll be fine, I promise! First, I want you to tell me how you Did you find it here?" "I put a GPS tracker on your car." "Where the hell did you get that thing?" "I bought it from the private eye, along with the gun," Laura muttered. McCarthy felt a pang of pain in his heart. "You've been distrusting me for a long time, haven't you? Well, now is not the time to pursue this. Did anyone know you were coming here? Did you mention it to the private eye?"

"No, I didn't tell anyone." "Okay, great. Now go out into the house and wait for me there, will you? Whatever happens, don't touch anything!" Laura wiped away the tear stains on her face with both hands, and retreated obediently from the room to the living room, and then she exclaimed——she found Frank's dead body beside the sofa.Obviously, she didn't notice anything strange in the living room when she rushed into this room ten minutes ago to catch the rape in bed. "Don't touch anything!" The inspector reminded loudly, while pulling out the Colt revolver from his waist and putting it at his feet, walked to the open closet, took out a pair of plastic gloves and put them on, then took off his shirt and put them on. Put on warm cotton underwear, put the bulletproof vest over the underwear, put on the shirt and sweater, fasten the belt again, put on the socks, and put on the leather shoes.He bent down to pick up the GLOCK18 gun that was thrown on the ground, inserted it into the holster around his waist, and then tied the GLOCK26 he had given to Hamada Hezi to his left ankle.After everything was tidied up, the inspector picked up the revolver on the floor at the door again, opened the magazine, poured out the remaining three bullets and the previous three shell casings, carefully wiped off the fingerprints on the gun and the bullets, and then He also shot it into the magazine and pinned the gun on his front waist.One by one, he picked up all the clothes scattered on the bed and the floor by the Japanese woman, rolled them up, glanced at the corpse on the bed, and gently said a final goodbye to the victim who was still unable to be saved: " I'm sorry, Kayla." Then he left the living room.

Outside, Laura had closed the door that had been kicked down again, and the original warmth had returned to the living room.McCarthy threw a lump of laundry into the fireplace, stirred it a few times with a poker, and the fire burned more vigorously, and there was a smell of burning wool.The inspector put the poker back on the rack and turned back to the murderer's body.He stopped at the edge of the pool of blood, squatted down, pulled out the Beretta from the dead body, replaced it with a Colt revolver, and handed the Beretta together with the gun and holster around his waist to the stunned man. wife's hands.

"As you can see—this is the case I've been working on lately. This man is the murderer, and the woman you shot is his third victim. I saved her, and she seduced Me, it all happened so suddenly, I never even thought of being unfaithful to you even a second before that. Believe me, dear, I'm telling the truth." Laura looked into her husband's eyes as if trying to see a lie in his eyes, but she saw nothing. McCarthy took his wife's shoulders and said in a serious tone he had never had before: "Honey, I want you to listen to me carefully: take these two guns, get out of here immediately, go home, and don't do anything to anyone. Bringing up this matter, if someone asks, you can say that I went home early in the afternoon to prepare a candlelight dinner for your wedding anniversary with you, and then when the candlelight dinner was about to end, I received a phone call and ran out in a hurry, you Don't know where I've been. If they ask you further where you've been, just say you're in a bad mood and go for a drive. Do what I say and I promise everything will be fine. Can you do that?"

Laura nodded. "Will you repeat what I said?" "Go home right away, don't tell anyone what happened, and if anyone asks, just say you came home early in the afternoon to help me prepare dinner for my anniversary, then got a call at the end of dinner and rushed I don’t know where you went. If someone asks me what I’m doing, I’ll just say I’m in a bad mood and I’m going for a drive…” At this point, tears blurred her eyes again. McCarthy bowed his head and kissed his wife, helped his wife to the door, and opened the kicked broken door. Laura stumbled out of the house. McCarthy hugged his wife again and said in his wife's ear: "When everything is over, I will Will explain to you exactly what happened, on the beach in Hawaii, I promise. Now go, honey, be careful on the road."

After watching Laura disappear on the road outside the forest in her Mazda, the inspector returned to the house, closed the door, picked up the cordless phone on the coffee table, and started dialing his cell phone.This is an important part of the overall seamless plan. The "call for help" was dialed out at this time, and he pressed the "call" button on the phone to start the timer.Nine seconds later, he hung up the phone and began to wipe away the traces of his wife's presence here-fingerprints, hair, clothing fibers, and the tire marks of the Mazda outside the door, which needed to be covered up with his Ford Mercury-thankfully. The scope of La's activities is not large, and the tools in the living room are complete. It is not difficult to erase the evidence that she has been here.

Except for the biological evidence on the bed in the living room and Hamada Heko's body that needs special treatment, the rest of the traces belonging to the detective in the room can be regarded as left by him when he inspected the crime scene, and there is no need for special cleaning—indeed It is also necessary to hold the GLOCK26 and shoot again to cope with the GSR test (the gunpowder trace test on the hand to detect whether a person has fired a gun), and then clean up the traces of gunpowder left on Hamada Kako's hand. Injecting bleach into the vagina would be the hardest part of the process, but McCarthy was confident he could handle it. "Coin Killer" has already arranged everything for him, all he needs to do is to do it all "as it is".