Chapter 427: Mystery in the Metropolis (Thirteen)
Benjamin stood silently in the center of the reception room. He thought for a long time before finally speaking: "I don't know if you know about the unexpected mayoral election two years ago..."
"The mayor of a metropolitan city is a very important position. The state legislature is often very cautious when selecting candidates. Generally speaking, there will be no more than four candidates. Just like all mayoral elections, one or two of them are just to make up the numbers, and the rest are competitive."
"But that metropolitan city mayoral election was very fierce. There were a total of 12 candidates, each representing a different party and power."
Schiller He frowned and looked at Benjamin, asking, "Why are there so many people? How did the state legislature pass it?"
Benjamin also looked at Schiller, staring into Schiller's eyes and saying, "The reason for this election is because the mayor before White was assassinated. This is an emergency election."
"The state legislature is worried that there are not enough candidates and that the election may be manipulated by people with ulterior motives, so it relaxed the review standards,"
"The state legislature originally thought that at least 10 of the 12 candidates were just trying to add a little luster to their resumes, and they didn't really want to compete for this. position, but who knew that they were all fighting for it. "
Benjamin's tone became lower and lower, and he said: "Perhaps from this time on, there have been signs. "
"At the beginning, it was just a normal election competition, including speeches, fighting for votes, attacking opponents..."
"But then the situation became worse and worse, with bribery, rumors, harassment, and revelations, and even two candidates inexplicably encountered a car accident and had to be hospitalized. "
"Seeing that the situation was out of control, the governor wanted everyone to sit down and talk, not to make this matter too difficult Look."
"And the method is the same as the tradition for many years, holding a banquet, letting the middleman talk to the right person at the right time, and eliminating the storm invisibly."
Benjamin turned his head back, looked up and down at the reception room, and then said: "In order to calm this group of people and to convince the public, the state legislature also invited many famous people, including Metropolitan, the famous entrepreneur, well-known scholars and professors, artists and media people."
"The venue they chose for the banquet is here-Metropolitan Mayor's Mansion."
"What happened next?" Schiller asked.
"After that, everything got out of control."
Benjamin turned his head to look at the snow outside the window, which was getting heavier and heavier. The snowflakes were flying in the storm, like white birds swimming upstream in a tornado, and at the end of the skyline, they turned into rising and rolling white mist.
As Benjamin narrated, Schiller also turned his head to look out the window. His sight passed through the vast snow, as if he saw another identical mayor's mansion, which appeared two years ago today.
The faint warm lights swayed in the snowstorm, and the mayor's manor was bustling with people.
The dance steps moved lightly, the cups clinked, the light of the candles on the silver candlesticks swayed, the tassels of the gorgeous tablecloths fell down, and people in formal dresses talked with wine glasses, with elegant and decent smiles on their faces.
The host of the banquet smiled and nodded to the small group of people who were chatting. They made way and the host stood in the center of the banquet hall. The host cleared his throat gently, and everyone stopped what they were doing and turned to look at him.
"Ladies and gentlemen! Thank you for gathering together on such a night! Although the wind and snow outside the window are very strong, they are connected with our hearts!"
"First of all, I would like to invite the organizer of this banquet, the vice speaker of the Delaware State Assembly, a famous social activist, philanthropist, and author-Nelson Perez!"
With a loud "bang", a body fell from the sky.
Accurate, humorous, and full of drama.
Time passed through the flying snowflakes, through the hazy white fog, and stopped in the warm light from a window. Looking through the glass with condensed ice flowers, he met Schiller's eyes.
Schiller paused and turned his head back. He heard Benjamin say: "... Just like a humorous joke, when the host read out the name of the deputy speaker, his body fell from the sky."
Just then, Bruce turned his head to look at Schiller. Schiller moved his eyes slightly. The moment he met Bruce's eyes, he lowered his head and immersed himself in studying the pattern on the handle of his umbrella.
"But this is just the beginning..." Benjamin's tone became as cold as the weather outside.
"After the vice speaker died, the police arrived and cordoned off the scene. To prevent the murderer from escaping, everyone was driven into the guest room. Soon, the second victim, the third victim..."
"One after another, each died in a different way..."
"In the end, only four of the 12 candidates remained, and eight of them were killed."
"This incident alarmed the entire East Coast, and the FBI sent agents to investigate, but the final conclusion was that spies from various countries had mixed in with the people who came to the banquet, and they killed people in order to shake the political situation on the East Coast."
Benjamin looked up, but lowered his eyelids, and looked down at Lionel's body. He said, "It involves spies, so I was transferred to the Metropolitan to investigate the matter. When this job fell on me, I found that things were not so simple."
"The murderer who killed the eight candidates was not one person. Their goals were different, but there is no doubt that they were all top killers, the most troublesome high-IQ criminals..."
Benjamin's tone trembled at the end. Obviously, he was not calm. Even after two years, he still felt stressed when he recalled the situation at that time.
"In the subsequent investigation, I found that the mayor's manor at that time seemed to have become a hunting ground for those perverted serial killers."
"My Healing Game"
"They used their best methods to create a series of murders. After interweaving together, they formed a mystery that no investigation could solve..."
Schiller paused for a moment, holding the handle of the umbrella. He looked at Benjamin and asked, "So, have you found out anything?"
Benjamin was silent for a while, he shook his head and said, "We can only speculate that there are four murderers, and each of them killed two targets."
"Did you find out who it was?"
Benjamin shook his head, he lowered his head, looked at Lionel's body and said, "Luther was also at the scene at the time. I think he killed Mayor White and Old Pike just to imitate the murderer who killed the deputy speaker."
"He imitated it too badly." Schiller said.
"Indeed." Benjamin confirmed this. He said, "Even if he didn't admit it in the bathroom, I would have locked him in long ago. The method he used is actually very simple."
As he spoke, Benjamin looked up at the ceiling of the reception room. He said, "The roof of this old manor is very high. There is a space above and below the ceiling."
"He bought the building next to the mayor's mansion, sneaked in in advance, set up a mechanism in the attic, and then knocked the target unconscious in advance and took him up."
"The voices and music in the banquet hall covered up the sound of the silencer pistol firing. The mechanism has a delay, so when shooting and killing people, Lionel can appear in any place where there are bystanders. , to prove his alibi. "
"I would like to call this method classic, but it is more of an old-fashioned one." Schiller concluded, looking at Benjamin and asking, "The agents should have found his murder weapon in the space above the ceiling, right?"
"In fact, earlier than you think."
Benjamin didn't intend to pretend anymore, he said directly, "We are not the stupid FBI guys, we won't wait until everything is over before we start talking about it."
"Then why didn't you arrest him right away?" Selina asked with a frown, in her opinion, if Benjamin had acted earlier, maybe they wouldn't be trapped in this manor.
Benjamin snorted coldly and said, "I told you so much just to explain this matter."
"I didn't arrest Lionel immediately just to see what he was going to do."
"I was not an eyewitness to the incident two years ago, but in the subsequent investigation, I found that the four murderers who committed the murder seemed to be looking for something."
"Luther had participated in the banquet two years ago, and he seemed to have obtained some clues from it. I don't know if he mentioned to any of you that he was looking for a treasure..."
"This is exactly the clue he got at the banquet, in the interval between the murders."
"Treasure? What is that?" Schiller asked very bluntly.
Benjamin looked at him meaningfully and said bluntly, "There is no definite answer, but I suspect it is the Philby List."
"You want to let Luther go to find the so-called treasure, and then arrest him after he finds it, so that you can kill two birds with one stone." Schiller said, and then. He turned his eyes to Lionel and continued:
"But it seems that your plan has failed."
Benjamin also looked at Lionel and said, "That's because he is really an idiot."
"I met him in the reception room. He cursed everything madly, as if he had lost his mind. Then he wanted to attack me, so I knocked him out."
"But..." Benjamin changed the subject and turned his head to stare at Schiller, then said, "In the conversation with Lionel, he told me a truth. Do you know what it is?"
"What?" Schiller also looked at him and asked.
"You are the murderer who killed the deputy speaker, and you killed two people and dismembered one of them. He saw it with his own eyes."
Instantly, the atmosphere in the reception room condensed, and everyone had different expressions. A storm spread from the sight of Schiller and Benjamin, and the two began to collide.
Instantly, between the howling wind, the cold snow flakes were like knives.
Time goes back again, back to when Selena knocked Saoirse down to the ground
After Selina finished all this, she left without looking back. Then, after returning to her room, she pretended to be intimate with Bruce and drove Benjamin out.
Regardless of how Bruce and Selina would carry out the surveillance plan later, Benjamin, who left the room, wanted to find Lionel as soon as possible.
He stopped the agent who was setting up defense in the corridor, and the agent told him that Lionel had gone to the reception room and had not come out until now, so Benjamin went to the reception room. He wanted to talk to Lionel.
When Benjamin came to the reception room, Lionel had barely climbed up from the ground.
Selina swung the vase and hit him in the face. Although it seemed to be a big noise, it was not very lethal. Except for the fragments of the bottle scratching the skin on his face and the heavy blow that injured his nasal cartilage, it did not hurt his skull and brain. Lionel lay on the ground for a while, then got up and started looking for something to stop the bleeding.
When Benjamin walked in and saw this scene, he was stunned for a moment, then walked up to ask Lionel: "What happened? Someone attacked you?"
Lionel, who was wiping the blood with a tissue, tilted his head and glanced at Benjamin. Benjamin saw endless anger and malice in his eyes.
"Get out of here, you annoying fly!" Lionel had completely lost his honest and kind disguise, and the irritability and greed in his nature were clearly revealed.
Before Benjamin could continue, Lionel started to curse: "You agents and police are all the same! I pay so much tax every year, but you are just useless. You can't provide me with any help, and you just buzz like flies!"
"And that bastard and White! He forgot who spent a lot of money to put him in power after the scandal of the candidate being assassinated!"
"I just asked him to cooperate with me to kill a few people, but he dared to ask me to help him enter the state assembly?!"
"What kind of precious person does he think he is? Do you cherish resources?! As long as I have money, I can promote anyone to the top! And he, not only his career, but also his life has come to an end! "
"Oh... Old Parker, that damn dealer! He keeps lowering the price every year! He is targeting several of my farms in Kansas! I know he took money from my competitors, but it doesn't matter, I can kill him!"
Lionel gritted his teeth viciously, all kinds of curse words overflowed from his mouth, blood and vase fragments that had not been wiped clean stuck to his face, making him look like a trapped beast that was cornered and extremely embarrassed.