
"Please close the door, Rani. Thank ye. Yes, and stand with your back against the door. Well, Mr. Halliday, let me introduce you to Gracie Kidd, or Jane Mason, who will soon be joined by his accomplice, Red Narky, under the strict escort of Inspector Alex."
***
Commissioner Saga waved his hand.
"The problem is simple." He took another caviar.
"It was this servant's emphasis on her master's clothes that first caught my attention. Why does he want so much of our attention to his master's clothes" Rani considers that only from the servant do we hear the story of the mysterious man on the train in Bristol.
According to the doctor's testimony, Mrs Carrington may have been killed before the train entered Bristol. Then this waitress is just an accomplice. And had he been an accomplice, he would not have wanted this known from his testimony alone.
The clothes Mrs Carrington wore were usually conspicuous. And the waiter certainly knows what his employer will wear. Well, if after Bristol people saw a woman wearing a coat and skirt under a bright blue and a small fur hat, she really dared to swear she had seen Mrs Carrington.
"Rani began to reconstruct. The waiter provided duplicate clothes for himself. He and his accomplices chloroform Mrs Carrington and stabbed her between London and Bristol, probably using a tunnel. His body was toppled under the seat and the servant took his place. In Weston this servant must make every effort to have him seen. How" Of all the possibilities, it was the newspaper salesman he chose.
By giving him a large percentage of money, the waiter made sure that the newspaper seller would remember him. He also caught the attention of newspaper sellers with his remarks about one of the magazines.
After leaving Weston, he threw a knife out the window to mark the scenario where the murder occurred, then changed his clothes or buttoned a rain-resistant leather coat outside.
He got off at Taunton and as soon as possible returned to Bristol, where his friend - as had been arranged - put his luggage in daycare. The man gave him a ticket, and he himself returned to London.
The waiter waited on the platform, carried out his role, went to the hotel for the night, then returned to the city the next day. Exactly as he said.
"When Alex came back from her investigation, she confirmed all my conclusions. Alex also relates that a criminal channeled the gem. Ranitu, whoever the person is must be opposite to the male figure that Jane Mason portrayed. At the time of hearing that person was Red Narky, who had always been cooperating with Gracie Kidd, well, Ranitu where Raniharus found this Gracie Kidd."
"What about the prince?"
"The more he thought about it, the more Rani was sure he had nothing to do with this. The man was too careful with his good name to take the risk as a murderer. It doesn't suit his character."
"Well, Monsieur Commissioner Saga," said Halliday,
"i owe it to you. The check I'm going to write after lunch is nothing compared to your service." Commissioner Saga smiled humbly, then whispered to Rani,
"Alex is good, he will definitely get official praise. But even though he caught Gracie Kidd, I thought - Rani had pissed him off."
...****...
Commissioner Saga sipped a thick brown in the pink ceramic cup while taking a deep breath of satisfaction. "Quelle belle vie!" muttered. "Yes, what a fun world," Rani said.
"Rani has a good job! And thou, famous - "
"A, Rani!" protest Commissioner Saga.
"You are famous. It's true! If I reflect back on your long line of success, Rani is really amazed. You do not know what failure means!"
"You're kidding me if you say that."
"No, Ranisereally. Have you ever failed?"
"Frequently. My friend, what do you mean" La bonne chance, success is not always on your side. Rani was called too late. Often others, who work for the same purpose, come first to the scene. Twice Ranijatuh sick exactly at the time Raniberada on the ladder of success. People must have experienced both failure and success."
"That's not what I'm really talking about" Ranimangganggah.
"I mean, have you ever failed miserably and left one case because of your own fault?"
"Ah, Ranimakir understand now! You asked me if Ranipernah had acted so foolishly that Ranidiolok, so" Once, my friend - "Slowly a smile and a look of contemplation adorned his face. "It was once Ranim that made myself a laughing stock." Suddenly he stood up straight. "Look, Rani, tell you to record my little successes. Your notes need to be added to one more story. Failure story!"
He leaned his body forward, then put a block into the fireplace. After putting his hands on the dust remover hanging on the poranidi by the hearth, he leaned back and continued his story.
This failure (says M. Commissioner Saga) happened in Belgium a few years ago. At that time there was fierce opposition between the church and the government in France. M. Paul D's?roulard was the chief of the French police at the time. It is common knowledge that the ministerial post awaits him. He is one of the most extreme groups. And there is no doubt that on his way to power, he will face tremendous hatred.
In many ways, it is strange. Although not drinking liquor or sucking dope, but in other things he is not too good reputation. You know, Rani, c'?tait des femmes - toujours des femmes! About women! A few years earlier he had married a wealthy young Brussels woman. Of course, the money was useful in his career because his own family was not rich, even if he was entitled to use the title M. le Baron if he wanted. The marriage bore no children; and his wife died two years later from a fall from the attic.
Among the wealth that his late wife inherited was a house on Avenue Louise in Brussels. It was in that house that he died suddenly, along with the resignation of the minister whose position he would sit in.
"All the newspapers carried at length news about his career. His death, which was very sudden after dinner, was reported as a result of a heart attack. As you know, Raniter was in the Belgian detective service. Death to me M. D's?roullard is not very interesting. As you know too, Rani bon catholique.
And his death seems to be an advantage to me. Three days later, when Rani had just started my vacation, a thickly veiled, but obviously very young, woman came to my apartment. Raninssoon feels she's a jeune fille tout ? the faith comme il faut.
"You're Monsieur Hercule Commissioner Saga?" ask in a low voice that sounds sweet. Ranimbukkan. "From detective service?" Ranimembuk.