Porcelain Rose

Arthur pushed open the door and walked into the FBI office. The electric fan was creaking, and there was a serious smell in the air—the smell of ink, paper, and printing presses. Everyone here was orderly. There are all men working on the ground, wearing uniform black suits, which look like products from the assembly line.There is even a computer with the latest technology for office work, which makes him feel very novel.

At this time, Arthur suddenly had a real feeling, and realized that the place where he was standing was the FBI, the Federal Bureau of Investigation, the Federal Bureau of Investigation, directly under the National Justice Department, the heart of the US police agency, the right hand of the president, and the myth of government departments in American history. .

Even the dust in the office floats so arrogantly.

As a rookie, Arthur couldn't help being nervous, and carefully found the homicide investigation department he was going to report to.

Arthur knocked on the door twice, and finally someone answered and let him in.

A man about 40 years old raised his head from the mountain of documents. He had a baby face, but he was matched with a head of gray hair, and a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose were about to slip down.

Arthur handed over his resume: "Hello, Mr. Steven, I am the new recruit Arthur Blair."

Detective Inspector Steven pursed his lips tightly, with a sullen face, took off his glasses and put them in the breast pocket of his suit, and gave Arthur a casual look.

Steven handed him a document directly, nodded: "It's just in time, let's go."

Arthur took the document: "Go? Where?"

Steven said, "Interrogation room."

Arthur was at a loss for a moment, and immediately opened the file to see that it was a case investigation report with the sign of "closed" printed on it.

Um?What's the meaning?

The first thing that catches the eye is the photo of the victim. This is an extremely handsome teenager, with blond hair and blue eyes, and a dark blue suit-style school uniform, smiling slightly, with gentle eyes, and the edges of the photo are yellowed.

Name: Bertrand Emilio Ferro

卒年：1965年6月6日凌晨12：31：07

Cause of death: Suicide by falling from a building

The case from 20 years ago? ?

Arthur took a few quick glances, followed the footsteps of the old detective, and mustered up the courage to ask, "Excuse me, what is this?"

Inspector Steven: "Your first job after joining the company.

... Re-examining old cases?Arthur guessed.

Steven took him outside the interrogation room, and Arthur saw the suspect who was to be interrogated, and he actually knew——

Isn't this Alan, a popular councilor in the recent mayoral election of City S?Allen is less than 50 years old, looks good, was born in a political family, his father and grandfather are officials, he takes the line of people, cares about disadvantaged minorities, raises funds to help poor students go to school, and even supports gay people to fight for their rights. The idea of ​​enlightenment and tolerance has won him the support of many people, and his popularity is quite good, and he has a high voice in this election.

Steven quickly introduced the case to him: "Have you read the information in hand?"

Arthur nodded: "It's over."

There is basically nothing written on the materials, it is as clean as a wiped whiteboard, but it is too clean.Coupled with the attached autopsy records, it looks abnormal.

In addition to the injury from falling from the building, Brandt also had many fresh or old beating injuries on his body. The forensic doctor determined that these were not fatal injuries and were not caused by falling from the building.But the police at that time did not conduct an investigation!This may not be the direct cause of his death, or it may be an indirect cause.

However, because of the times, the world was different at that time.

Does this have something to do with Mr. Allen?

Arthur still didn't understand, he looked down at the file, then at the mayor candidate through the glass, and then at his boss.

Steven said: "Didn't you read newspapers and TV recently? It was revealed that Mr. Allen was involved in several criminal incidents when he was a teenager. His father wiped his criminal records for him, and this case in your hand is among them. His fingerprints were found on the victim. So reopen the case. Investigate what role he played in it."

Arthur listened carefully and suddenly realized.

Steven asked, "Do you understand now?"

Arthur nodded: "Understood."

Steven said, "Let's go then?"

Arthur was stunned: "What the hell..." He realized halfway through the sentence, "Let me go for an interrogation?"

Steven asked back: "Didn't you teach interrogation during training?"

Arthur: "Teaching means teaching..."

Steven gave him a "Isn't that over?" look.

Arthur swallowed his saliva, braced himself, and walked to the door of the interrogation room. He hesitated and looked back at Steven, like a baby bird looking back at its mother.

Old Inspector Steven had a ruthless and merciless expression on his face.

Arthur gave up immediately, knowing that he had no way out, he took a deep breath, opened the door and walked in——