“Wow… that… is quite surprising.” After a few seconds, Sam continued with a slightly exaggerated expression, “I don’t think I’ve ever met a detective before.”

“That’s normal. Private detectives are a niche profession these days,” Feng Bujue replied. “After all, modern criminal investigation technology is advanced, and the police in most countries are quite competent.” He responded casually to those two sentences, then brought the topic back, “Speaking of the police… where was I?” He paused, then said, “Oh… right, besides what I just said, there are actually many signs that prove that security guard worked the long night shift. If you are as observant as I am, you will notice his thermos, his collar, his jaw… all point to the same conclusion; of course, the most obvious piece of evidence is his uniform which he picked up from the only dry cleaner on the island this evening…”

Jue-Ge said, smiling, “The laundry tag is still in his shirt pocket, sticking out a little bit, but he obviously didn’t notice it.”

Sam swallowed when he heard that… Although he couldn’t verify whether Jue-Ge’s reasoning was correct, judging from the latter’s confident demeanor, the phrase “very competent” seemed to be an understatement.

On the other side, Jue-Ge, with his powerful ability to read people’s expressions, had already understood the changes in Sam’s heart, but he still didn’t expose them, and continued to speak as if nothing had happened, “So the question is… why didn’t he notice? Did he simply forget? Or… is he just a very careless person?” Feng Bujue asked and answered himself, “No, he isn’t. His age and position both indicate that he isn’t. But today, he happened to be negligent in this small matter, why? In my opinion, the most likely possibility is… today, just when he arrived at his job and had just changed his clothes, something happened… some very urgent, major event, that made him unable to attend to other trivial matters.”

“Are you saying… he had just changed into his uniform and sat down when the police arrived?” Sam followed Jue-Ge’s line of thought.

“The attendance sheet on the wall behind him records the guards’ working hours. If I’m not mistaken… the night shift guard’s working hours are from 11:40 PM to 7:40 AM the next morning,” Feng Bujue continued, “Old employees like him usually arrive a little earlier. If there are no accidents, he should come to take over the shift at 11:30 PM, or even earlier. Assuming the incident happened when you called… which was around 11:00 PM… then, from the time John was going through his psychological struggle, to the time he called the police chief, to the time the chief arrived, that timing would be just right.”

By the time the two finished their conversation, they had also finished walking along that short stone path.

When they arrived in front of the Herbert family’s mansion, a man who looked to be in his fifties, with streaks of gray in his hair, greeted them.

“Long time no see, Sam.” Judging from the impolite tone in this man’s voice, he shouldn’t be a member of the Herbert family, “You’ve changed so much, I almost didn’t recognize you.”

“But you seem to be the same as always, Chief.” Sam responded to the other party with an unfriendly tone.

From this brief exchange, it could be seen that these two hadn’t gotten along very well in the past.

“Hmph…” The Chief snorted coldly, then shifted his gaze to Feng Bujue, “So… who is this?”

“This Mr. Feng is a friend of mine,” Sam said, “It just so happens…” his tone changed slightly, “…he is also a detective. I think he should be able to help with tonight’s events.”

“Detective?” The Chief raised his eyebrows and glanced at Jue-Ge, his eyes full of disdain, “Heh… a private detective, is it?” He shrugged, “I don’t think these guys who specialize in tracking and secretly filming extramarital affairs can provide us professionals with any ‘help’.”

His sarcasm was quite sharp, and his tone also revealed a strange sense of superiority and contempt for the person in front of him.

And Feng Bujue… as someone who “even if others don’t offend me, I might still be a jerk to them out of boredom,” was naturally very happy to retort when faced with this kind of provocation that came to his door.

“The Chief is absolutely right…” Jue-Ge spoke almost without thinking, “We private detectives are best at secretly filming extramarital affairs.” His gaze moved slowly, and the level of cheapness in his expression and tone also rose sharply, “Judging from the mark on your left ring finger where you once wore a ring, and your shabby attire, you must have had contact with one of my colleagues; well… considering your profession, the possibility of going to court after being caught with evidence of cheating is close to zero, so you can only accept all the unreasonable demands made by the woman’s lawyer… if I’m not mistaken, the high alimony after the divorce has made your current life miserable, and in order to alleviate this dual pressure of economic and mental stress… being a lackey for some financial groups, and throwing your weight around as a low-level civil servant on a tiny island, are both good choices.”

“You… you…” By the time this sentence was halfway through, our Chief had already turned red in the face with anger. By the time Jue-Ge finished speaking, the Chief looked like he wanted to pull out his gun and shoot someone.

His anger… was for a reason. Feng Bujue’s reasoning hit the nail on the head, and those vicious words were like bullets, each one hitting the Chief’s fragile self-esteem directly.

“Don’t make such a scary face, Chief.” Two seconds later, Feng Bujue spread his hands and said with a smile, “I’m just kidding… Hehe… However, I think you already have a certain understanding of my level as a detective and my ‘shockingly charming personality’ as a person, I believe you won’t bother with someone like me who is an ‘unprofessional’, right?”

“Ugh…” The Chief made a beast-like growl in his throat. Although he really wanted to explode, since everything Jue-Ge said was true, the Chief couldn’t find any “breaking point” other than being angry out of embarrassment. Helpless, he could only suppress his anger and snort coldly in a low voice, “Hmph… Smart aleck…”

“Hehe…” Feng Bujue smiled easily, pretending he didn’t hear anything, and instead said, “Alright, time is of the essence, let’s go in together and see what exactly happened.”

As he said that, he exchanged glances with Sam, signaling the other party to follow, and then walked towards the gate of the mansion.

Unexpectedly, the Chief rushed in front of them at this moment and said, “Wait.” He put on a “businesslike” poker face and said coldly, “Who said you could go in?”