I know someone with the same name and surname, so I answer carefully.
We just got off the phone with Toulon police. Chief, you should go there immediately.
What? I asked. I don’t know Ms. McDonald very well
I immediately felt that Sophie had done something, and it might have something to do with opium, but I didn’t understand that it involved me
It’s not my fault. You must have something to do with her. It seems that she hasn’t come home for five days. People have found a female body in the port. The police agree that she wants you to identify the body.
I couldn’t help shivering, but it wasn’t entirely unexpected. After all, she lived like that, and maybe a burst of depression came and ended her life.
But it should be judged from the clothes and documents.
When she was fished ashore, her neck was naked and she was cut with a knife.
My god, I feel scared. I immediately think about the current situation. In view of the fact that the police may enforce it, I’d better take orders. I’ll take the train now
I looked at the timetable. At 5: 06, the train arrived in Toulon. The captain said that he would call Toulon and tell me to go directly to the police station as soon as I arrived. I packed some necessary clothes and got on the train after lunch.
After I reported to Toulon police station, I was immediately taken into the director’s office. The director sat behind the desk, dark and sullen, as if he were coming to Corsica. Perhaps it was customary for him to glance at me suspiciously first, but when he noticed that I was not in the buttonhole medal, he gave me a false smile. Not only did I sit down, but I also apologized that I didn’t mean to disturb me. I also answered politely and said that I was deeply honored to be of service. Then we talked about things. His attitude became rude and arrogant. Looking at the file in front of us, he said that this case was really disgraceful.
I came to ask him to mind his own business, but according to my experience of reading hundreds of novels, it is better to be polite to the police.
I don’t know her very well. We met her in Chicago when she was a girl. Later, she married a man with a head-to-face. I saw her again through mutual friends more than a year ago.
I wondered that he thought of me and he pushed me in front of me.
I found this in her room. Look at the inscription. It’s not general, is it?
It’s my novel French translation. When she asked me to write a few words, I wrote baby in the signature method. Let’s go and see the rose. At that time, the pen remembered this sentence. Now it seems hard to be too intimate.
You and I are her lovers. That’s really wrong.
It’s none of my business, he answered, and his eyes lit up. I mean to offend you. According to the information I have, this woman must not look at you, but you shouldn’t call her a stranger baby, should you?
Mr. Director, this is the first sentence of Longsha’s well-known poem. You must know that I wrote this sentence because I believe that she remembered the next sentence. Maybe she will find that her private life is not proper.
Of course, I read Longsha at school before, but now I am busy with work, and those poems have long been forgotten.
I recited the first verse of the poem, convinced that he had never heard the name of Longsha, and I was not afraid that he would find that the last verse was not to persuade people to be good.
She seems to have some education, many novels and two or three poems, including a Baudelaire-Rambo 55 and an English poem written by Eliot. Is this person very famous?
Extraordinary name
On the contrary, I don’t have time to read poetry and I don’t know English. It’s a pity that he is such a good poet that anyone who doesn’t write poetry in French can understand it.
I can’t help but feel funny at the thought of the director reading Eliot’s drought. Suddenly, he brought a photo to me.
Do you know this man?
I recognized Larry at a glance. He was wearing swimming trunks in the photo. I guess it was taken the summer before last, when Larry Isabel Gray was in Dinar for the summer. I almost said I didn’t know him. I didn’t want Larry to get involved in this muddy water, but if I think about it, if the police check his identity, I will suspect that there is something hidden in it.
He is an American named Lawrence Darrell.
This is the only photo in the woman’s belongings. What are they?
They grew up together in a village near Chicago.
But this photo is not too long. It should be the northern or western coast of France. It is not difficult to find out the exact location. What does he do?
Yes, I boldly said that the police chief raised his eyebrows slightly to admit that he had no moral values, but he didn’t rely on the manuscript to make a living. I added that I planned to raise his worth.
Where is he?
I want to say that I don’t know, but I still think it will be bad. Although the French police have many shortcomings, the database will soon be found.
He lives in Sanari.
The police chief looked up with great interest.
Where’s the address
I remember Larry once said that Auguste Cotai lent him the farmhouse to live in. When I came back from Christmas, I wrote to invite him to my house for a while, but I didn’t expect him to decline the invitation.
Have you ever heard the name Sophie McDonnell? He asked.
