Chapter 956 Interrogation (Ⅱ)

Under the watchful eyes of Josephine and Pinkerton, Joan felt a little cramped.

After pondering for a while, he finally found a vivid example that could just be used to describe the different impressions left on him by the "two Josephines".

"The difference between that woman last night and the real Mrs. Josephine is like a hoverfly and a bee. If you look at the hoverfly alone, you may be deceived into thinking it is a bee, but when you compare the two together , you will see subtle differences, and then identify who is a counterfeit.”

Pinkerton rubbed his stubble-covered chin and turned to look at Mrs. Josephine.

Mrs. Josephine shrugged her shoulders with a little helplessness in her smile.

"Ted, what Joan said just now is indeed not easy to understand. If you are interested in insects, you will understand how delicate and vivid this analogy is."

"Well, I admit that I have little knowledge, but Joan, don't expect to use such a strange metaphor to convince the jury that there are really two Mrs. Josephines in the world."

"Ted, there is only one Josephine Antoinette de Poisson, and that is me, but there can be many impostors who look like me, and it doesn't take much skill to disguise one. A simple spell will do the trick."

Madame Josephine sighed, opened her handbag, and took out her cigarette case.

"Gentlemen, do you mind if I smoke a cigarette here?"

"Please go ahead, ma'am, please continue the topic just now."

Pinkerton, himself addicted to cigarettes, produced a large pipe from his coat pocket.

Mrs. Josephine flicked her fingertips and performed a "magic trick" in an elegant way, creating a small flame dancing on her fingertips. First, she helped Mr. Detective light the tobacco, and then lit the slender stick between her lips. cigars.

Joan couldn't help touching his nose.

As a non-smoker, it's a real pain in the ass.

"Ted, you are also a spellcaster. You should know that using 'Disguise' or 'Transfiguration' can completely change a person's appearance. The murderer can completely change into my appearance to lure little Donald to the swamp to die. Of course, this person can also take on Kaufman's appearance to deal with boggards."

"I don't deny that there is such a possibility, but what is the motive of the other party to do so?"

"Who knows? I'm just pointing out doubts. As for the truth, I will trouble you and the police to investigate."

Mrs. Josephine slowly exhaled a string of smoke rings, and her understatement displeased Pinkerton very much.

"Ma'am, I'm afraid Sergeant Grayson would not like to waste energy on your doubts, and I also don't think this is a question worth taking seriously."

Joan noticed the anger in Mr. Detective's words, lest he would argue with Mrs. Josephine, he could only bite the bullet and take the conversation.

"Mr. Pinkerton, compared to the lady sitting across from us at the moment, the woman who suspected to be Mrs. Josephine last night, apart from the difference in temperament, the jewelry she wears is also different."

"What kind of evidence is this!" Pinkerton sneered disapprovingly, "Joan, you don't think that our noble and wealthy countess only has a set of jewelry that can be sold?"

"Don't interrupt, Ted, how much do you know about women's jewelry? Don't pretend to be an expert. I think this detail that Joan discovered is very important!"

Josephine gave Mr. Detective an annoyed look, and when she turned to look at Joan, her wine-red eyes showed interest.

"Tell me, what is that woman's jewelry like?"

"Ma'am, first I need to check. If my impression is correct, you have been wearing the engagement ring he gave you since you got engaged to Mr. Kaufman, haven't you?"

Josephine nodded, caressing the platinum ring on her hand.

"This engagement ring is enchanted, so that David and I can communicate with each other at any time."

Pinkerton's face changed slightly when he heard the words, and he opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

Josephine glanced at him, took off the engagement ring by herself, and put it on the table.

"Joan, you keep this 'Lord of Confidence' for me, so that Mr. Detective won't worry about me colluding with David through telepathy."

Pinkerton blushed, turned his head away embarrassingly, and took two puffs of his pipe, puffing out a large cloud of smoke to cover up his embarrassing expression.

Joan picked up the ring that he had enchanted himself on the table, thinking that the owner of the ring still didn't know about it, and his mood was a bit complicated.

After a little hesitation, he decided not to talk about the origin of the ring for the time being, so as not to cause complications.

"Last night, the woman who pretended to be you wore two rings that were completely different from your engagement ring, and they were both magic rings."

"This sounds more and more interesting, Joan, what magic power does that impostor's ring have?"

Madame Josephine inquired curiously.

"I can only confirm that one of the rings is attached to the first ring of 'Hidden Mist'. The woman used this spell to sneak into the thick fog and get rid of Mr. Donald."

"In addition, she also used the enchanted magic on another ring to lure Mr. Donald away from the carriage and into the trap set by the Boggard. It looks like a charm control spell. I can't be sure it's 'charm' Humans', or 'suggestion'."

"I don't have a ring like that, and that woman is definitely not me."

Mrs. Josephine looked solemn, and she didn't look like she was lying. However, Joan also noticed that she seemed to want to say something, but finally swallowed it back.

"Joanne, your mention of the magic ring reminds me of a piece of Billy Donald's testimony."

Pinkerton was fiddling with the pipe, and his eyes roved Mrs. Josephine's hand intentionally or unintentionally, as if he wanted to find the remaining indentation of the second ring, but unfortunately he failed.

"Jr. Donald confessed that when Josephine asked him to accompany her for a walk near the wetlands last night, he was very reluctant and worried about the danger."

"But then Josephine waved her hand across his face, the light from the ring made him feel confused for a while, and somehow, he was persuaded by her."

"This is indeed the effect of the enchantment spell."

Madame Josephine looked serious.

"Since Joan is here, I have to admit that I understand a little bit of magic in this area, but I really don't have that kind of ring, and I have always adhered to a principle that I never rely on magic to confuse people, but rely on my own charm to attract others. That's the real thing!"

"Madame, I would like to believe that you are a man of principle, but that is hardly a solid proof."

Kaufman sighed, and was about to continue, when his face froze suddenly, and he was in a daze, as if he was listening to something.

At the same time, Joan also made a gesture of listening.