Chapter 23 Chapter 22 News from Abroad

Two days later, Ellery said to Professor Ardori on Wednesday: "From all the circumstances, justice has raised the white flag and returned home dejected." "what do you mean?" "The police who fail to catch the suspect will have a common phenomenon. You know, I have lived with the police since I was a child... If you use the language of the news, the current police officer in Bonn is at a low ebb. He is confused. Even No concrete evidence can be caught, so he becomes an aggressive enforcer, hunting down suspects, lashing out at his subordinates and driving them into useless activities, yelling at friends, and ignoring his colleagues. In short, alas! He's in a bad place right now."

The professor laughed happily: "If I were you, I would forget about it and lie down and watch Homer's "Iliad" or other heroic narrative poems. You seem to be rowing the same boat like Bonn. The wooden boat. The difference is that you treat the sinking ship a little more noblely." Ellery unhappily tossed his half-smoked butt into the grass.He was very morose.Not only did the case fail to find a logical inference in his mind, and it even disappeared for no reason, this was what he cared most about.Where is Croshak?What is he waiting for? Mrs. Brat shut herself in her bedroom, tears welling up in her eyes for her crime.Although Jonas Lincoln resolutely said that he would resign, he returned to work in the company where Bratt and Megara cooperated; he was madly in love with Hering Bratt, and seemed to be intoxicated with dreamlike happiness.Hayes Lincoln and Dr. Dunpale left after a heated argument, and Dr. Dunpale was still lingering with a pipe afterwards.

Since then nothing has been heard from Oista Island, and although the old gentleman Kegam occasionally shows up, he just takes his purchases or mail over by boat and goes about his business.Fox tidied the Korean lawn or drove, Andrew Pang hid in the mountains of West Virginia, Megara never disembarked from the yacht, and the crew on board, except Captain Sweet, were allowed to separate by the Bonn police officer up.Even the two detectives protecting Megara were drinking, smoking, and indulging in entertainment all day long on the deck of the Black Forest—Meghalah insisted that the two detectives go back, but the water patrol remained on guard.

The following telegram from the Metropolitan Police Service slightly breaks the situation: As Ellery said, the Bonn police officer was very angry about this; the Esham District Attorney locked himself in the office and stayed away from the murder; He was very happy to have a temporary respite for his body and spirit in this situation, but at the same time, he did not neglect to cast vigilant and worried eyes at the mansion on the other side from time to time. On Thursday morning, as Ellery strolled, he saw Sergeant Bonn sitting in the hallway outside his house, with his handkerchief on his collar, fanning himself, cursing the heat, his men, Bradoudo, and finally himself. Also scold together.

"Nothing, sir." "How could it be?" Helin Bratt floated out of the house in a thin white cotton shirt like a spring cloud, and she whispered good morning, then walked up the stairs—and turned into the path to the west. "I just got rid of those journalists by being perfunctory." Bonn said loudly in an angry voice, "The investigation is still ongoing, huh! If this case continues, it will become an unsolved case, Quey." Mr. Yin. Where the hell is that Kloshak guy?" "It's a useless question!" Ellery frowned and lit his cigarette. "To be honest, I wonder if he gave up? No, madmen don't know how to give up, but why delay?" What about the time? Is it waiting for us to retreat or give up without a clue?"

"I'm still waiting for you to tell me!" Bonn said mockingly. "I'm going to keep going, damn it! I'm going to stay here until Judgment Day is over." Both fell silent for a moment, and in the inner yard with the large circle drawn by the driveway, the tall Fox was wearing corduroy trousers, pushing the lawn mower and rattling at work. The officer stood up suddenly, startling Ellery, who was smoking with his eyes closed.The sound of the mower stopped, and Fox stood there like an Indian sentinel warrior, but suddenly he dropped the mower, jumped over the flower beds and ran away.

Everyone jumped up, and the officer said loudly, "Fox, what's the matter?" He kept running forward without stopping, pointing to the forest in the distance and not knowing what he was calling. Only then did everyone hear the faint scream that seemed to come from somewhere in the neighboring room. "Herring Bratt!" Bonn shouted. "Let's go!" When they ran to the open space in front of the Lin couple’s house next door, Fox, who ran over first, knelt on the grass and hugged a man’s head leaning on his lap—Hei Lin’s face became like the thin cotton shirt on his body Pale as ever; Bonn stood there with his hands clasped.

"What's going on?" Bonn gasped. "Oh! Isn't this Dr. Dunpaul?" "Yes—I thought he was dead!" said Herring in a trembling voice. Dr. Dunpaolo lay there limply, his swarthy face had turned gray, and there was a deep scar on his forehead. "He's been hit hard, Mr. Inspector," said Fox in a sympathetic voice. "I can't revive him." "Carry him into the house," the police officer commanded quickly, "Fox, call the doctor! Mr. Quinn, please help carry him in." Fox quickly stood up and walked up the stone steps of Lin's house.Ellery and Bonn followed, lifting their immobile bodies.

They went into a very comfortable room--no, it seemed to be very comfortable before, but now it seemed to be robbed by savages.The two chairs fell, the desk drawer was pulled out and left open, the wall clock fell, the glass was broken, and Black Forest walked in quickly to fill the water while Ellery and the officer put the unconscious man on the bench. in the washbasin. Fox desperately called: "The nearest doctor, Ma Xiu, is not at home." He said, "Call somewhere else!" "Wait!" said Bonn, "he seems to be waking up." Hei Lin wet Dr. Dun Paulo's forehead, dripped water into his lips, moaned and moved his eyes, moaned again, then moved his wrist, weakly remembering.

He gasped, "Oh! I—" "It's better for you not to talk now." Hei Lin said softly, "Lie down and rest for a while!" Dr. Deng Baoluo fell down after staying, sighed, and closed his eyes. "Anyway," said the police officer, "this is a very interesting visit. Where are Mr. and Mrs. Lin?" "Looks like he's gone away," Ellery said. Bonn strode to the next room, Ellery still stood aside, watching Heilin wipe Dr. Dunpaul's cheek, Bonn seemed to be sneaking around in the next room; Fox walked hesitantly to the entrance. Bonn came back, picked up the phone and called Bratt's.

"Stollings? I'm the Bonn police officer. Please call one of my subordinates to answer the phone immediately... Are you Bill? Please listen carefully. The couple surnamed Lin have escaped. You know what they look like! The suspect is ——Well, for the crime of injury, hurry up and deal with it, and I will tell you the details later." He moved a little, and said into the microphone, "Please call the District Attorney of Ersham...Is Ersham? This is Bonn, Please act quickly, the couple surnamed Lin have escaped." He hung up the microphone and returned to the bench, Dr. Paul Dun opened his eyes and showed a weak smile, "How is it? Doctor." "Ah! I was knocked unconscious, but luckily my skull wasn't broken." Hei Lin said: "I originally wanted to come here to inquire." Her voice trembled, "I don't know why, when I came here, Dr. Paul Dun had already collapsed there." "What time is it?" the doctor suddenly sat up and asked. "Ten thirty." The doctor went back again: "It's been two and a half hours, I never expected it to be so long, I remember being sober earlier, and I crawled towards the house - no! Anyway, I tried to climb over, but seemed to pass out on the way." When Officer Bonn picked up the phone again and told his subordinates what had just happened, Ellery said, "Did you crawl? Then you fell where we found you?" "I don't know where I was found." Dr. Paul Dun replied slowly with a groan, "But I can answer your question clearly, yes, it's a long story..." He waited for Bonn to finish the call Then he continued, "For some reason, I suspected that the couple surnamed Lin had duplicity. This suspicion was born as early as the moment I saw them for the first time. In the early morning of Thursday two weeks ago, I secretly ran away When I came here, I overheard their conversation, so I confirmed my speculation that the couple surnamed Lin just returned from burying their things." "What are they burying?" cried Bonn!Ellery frowned. He glanced at Bonn. From the look in their eyes, it could be seen that they were thinking the same thing. "Oh! Paul Dun, why didn't you tell me the news? Did you notice what he buried?" "Notice?" Dun Paulo stared at the other person's face, but his swollen forehead throbbed, and he moaned in pain, "So, you already knew?" "Of course I do! That's the head, Bratt's head." Dr. Paul Dunpale's eyes showed obvious consternation: "Head?" After a brief moment, he repeated, "I never thought of that... No! I always thought it was something else." Ellery immediately asked, "What do you think?" "It was a few years after the World War, and I was released from a concentration camp in Austria. When I was free, I traveled all over Europe, and in Budapest... yes! In Budapest, I met a couple, we were We met in a hotel, and one of the guests was a German gem dealer named Wen Delain. Later, the gem dealer was robbed and tied up in the room, and all his expensive gems were taken away. This German guy Wen De Rain identified the couple I mentioned just now as suspects, because they both disappeared after the incident... When I met the Lin couple here, I was sure they were the couple I knew. They called themselves Torra Coustons at the time, Brazil Torra Coustons...fuck! My head was about to split. Well, when they changed their surnames and called themselves the 'Ling' couple they showed up in front of me , I am like a perspective mirror, and I can easily see through it." "I can't believe it!" Heilin muttered to himself, "Such nice people! In Rome they took good care of me, educated, cheerful..." "Mr. and Mrs. Lin!" Ellery mused. "If they were bad people like Dr. Paul Dunpale pointed out, they would certainly have a reason to be nice to you, miss. The rich man's daughter is very easy, if they have a vote in Europe." "Business and play can be carried out at the same time." The police officer pointed out, "Doctor, it seems that your idea is right, what they buried must be stolen, but what happened this morning?" Dr. Paul Dun said with a faint smile: "I have been here often for two weeks to investigate. This morning, because I knew where they buried things, I came here and dug directly to the place where they buried things. Then At that moment, I inadvertently looked up and saw that he was standing in front of me; at that moment, I felt as if the whole world was falling down. After that, I didn’t know anything—probably Lin, no! Lacuston, alas! Whatever his name, he probably already knew who I was, so he knocked me down, dug up the stolen things, and ran away with his wife," insisted Dr. Dunpaul He was unharmed, and with Fox supporting him, he staggered into the forest. Everyone followed closely behind. About thirty feet into the forest, there was a hole in the grass, and the hole was about a foot deep. "No wonder the Police Headquarters couldn't find out," said Bonn, returning to Bradoudo, "because they were using false names...Dr. Dunpaolo could have unearthed some incredible evidence. Oh! Why didn't you tell me first Woolen cloth?" "I'm stupid!" he said. "I'd like to take credit for it, but I'm not sure. I thought it wouldn't be very nice if they were innocent, but now I'm really afraid they'll run away." "You don't have to worry about that, they'll be in the detention center tonight." But the facts show that Bonn was too optimistic.At night, the couple surnamed Lin were still not caught, and there was no clue at all, and no couple like them was found. "It seems that they modified and mixed up separately." Bonn cursed.He had to send telegrams to the police stations in Paris, Budapest, Vienna, etc. Friday passed and the investigation into the escaped British couple was still fruitless.Their portraits and photos on their passports have been sent to the National Police Headquarters for publication on nearly a thousand bulletin boards; especially in Canada and Mexico, strict security surveillance personnel have been deployed; but the couple surnamed Lin seem to have become Killed two ants and disappeared in the huge nest of civilization. "They probably have already prepared an emergency hiding place." Bonn's face was gloomy. "But it's only temporary. After a while, they will definitely be caught. No one can escape and hide forever." On Saturday morning three telegrams came from Paris and other places, the first being from the Paris police prefect.The couple you describe, who were wanted for robbery in 1925, are known locally as the Brazilian Torracustons. The second one is from Budapest: In 1920, the Budapest police arrested Brazil Torakuston and his wife for gem theft, which matches the photo you sent. The third letter was from Vienna, and it had the richest content: the men and women in the portraits of Cha and the note, Brazil Besianicusta and his wife, defrauded French travelers of 50,000 francs in cash last spring and stole precious stones.Therefore, he is wanted. If the US police detain him, please extradite him to this office immediately.The unrecovered stolen items are as follows... (A detailed list of stolen gems is attached after the message.) "If we arrest these two people, it will cause quite troublesome international disputes." The police officer in Bonn said to Professor Ellery and Professor Adori, "France, Austria, and Hungary may compete for them at the same time." "Maybe the World Court will convene a special court!" said Ellery. The professor frowned and said, "You've got me in trouble again. Why didn't you say it correctly? It's called an international court. And this kind of trial is not called 'special', but 'temporary'." "Oh!" Ellery rolled his eyes and sighed resignedly. "Maybe they'll be tried in Budapest!" Bonn mused, "because they were there as early as 1920." "But I wouldn't be surprised if Police Scotland asked to arrest these two!" said the professor. "No way! They will conduct a thorough investigation. If the couple cannot be found, it can be concluded that there is no criminal record for these two people in London." "If they were really British," Ellery said, "they probably wouldn't have come back to England. But it's also very likely that the man's ancestry was Central European, because the Oxford accent is the easiest to imitate." "Only one thing is certain," said the Inspector, "that the booty they are selling must be precious stones or gold from Vienna. I have already consulted with the Guild of Gemstones and the relevant Chambers of Commerce everywhere, but that may be a waste. At the time, they didn't seem to know much about American bootleggers, and they wouldn't go to legitimate stores to sell them unless they needed cash urgently." "But the strange thing is—" Ellery murmured looking into the distance with deep eyes, "Why did you not reply to the telegram from Yugoslavia?" On the same day, I learned why Bonn's telegram to Yugoslavia was late.Bonn's subordinates explained the progress of the search for the couple surnamed Lin by telephone and telegram respectively. At this moment, a criminal policeman ran over: "Telegram! Officer." "Okay!" Bonn said while holding the letter, "After reading this, you can probably understand the reason." However, the telegram sent by the Minister of Police from Belgrade, the capital of Yugoslavia, is as follows: