Chapter 4 The Crucified Millionaire Part 2

Just like that, everything stopped. Although it is unbelievable, the case has indeed stagnated here, and the trial will make the originally complicated case even more confusing. Judges, prosecutors, police chiefs, and villagers were all at a loss, with different opinions and no consensus. Because there is no definite evidence, the trial will not come to an end.The final conclusion can only be said to be "a murder case involving one or more murderers".The journalists published relevant information a few days ago, but Director Pick and the prosecutors were unable to break through the case. In the end, the case finally fell silent from the media and the villagers, as if it had never happened.This time it really became a "headless murder case".

Ellery had no choice but to return to New York.But Kloshak, a foreigner who can speak English, kept appearing in his mind.Although the method he used is very interesting in criminology, it can also understand the strange abnormal psychology of prisoners from the method. Ellery didn't know that Croshak's almost crazy method was a manifestation of mental abnormality?Religious fanaticism?Or hunger for revenge?He believed that there must be many secrets hidden behind it. After completing this bloody mission, Kloshak must have left a long time ago, maybe it is now on its way back to its home country.And what about Klimt?Undoubtedly, he was just an innocent victim in the bloody action.He must have been there because he saw the murderer or because he happened to be at the scene of the crime.And the word T, the word T must be the symbol used by the murderer to symbolize revenge.

Back in New York, Ellery endures his father's piercing gaze. Over dinner the night Ellery returned home, Sergeant Quinn said mockingly, "Okay! I don't want to ask you about the circumstances of the case, but I want to point out one fact." "Please," Ellery muttered to himself as he sliced ​​the steak. Officer Quinn continued: "This fact is murder, it is murder. Ninety-nine percent of the homicides in the world are very simple, and you don't need to think about it, you know? Especially in such a remote place. Even an untrained police officer can imagine it in the countryside."

"But in theory..." Ellery said, putting down his knife and fork. "Okay! Finish your meal quickly and go to rest earlier." six months later— Because Ellery was overwhelmed with work, he almost forgot about Arroyo's strange headless murder case. Police Officer Quinn is busy with successive cases in Philadelphia, and Ellery is also running around with his father, investigating cases he is interested in. However, when the Arroyo murder case reappeared in Ellery's mind, it had been six months since Andrew Pang was crucified, and it was now June. On the morning of Wednesday, June 22, Ellery and Officer Quinn were having breakfast when the doorbell rang. There was a telegram from Ellery.

"Strange!" Eller said to himself as he opened the yellow envelope. "Who telegraphed me early in the morning?" "Who is it?" Officer Quinn asked inarticulately, stuffing his mouth full of toast. "Let me see!" The moment he opened the telegram, he suddenly shouted in surprise: "Wow, it's Professor Adori! Dad, do you remember? My professor in college." "Remember, is it that old man with a big beard who studies archaeology? Didn't he still live in our house?" "Yes! Dad, he has a nice beard. You don't see much of that beard these days."

"Look at what's in the telegram." Officer Quinn looked at Ellery intently. "What's the matter?" Quinn asked nervously, "Did someone else die?" Ellery smiled, as if mocking his father's stupid idea that telegrams were mourning. Ellery dropped the telegram and ran into the bedroom, took off his nightgown, and began packing his light luggage. Officer Quinn walked over and picked up the telegram: