After everyone thanked the landlord for his detailed explanation, Guan Heng and several other people discussed on the roadside. He frowned and shook his head: "It seems that the method of finding clues from Goatee's Beard will not work. We can only think of another way." !”
"Hmm... I think if the police can find Max Bird, at least we can get the last parchment roll!" Tintin touched his chin and said, "Would people with other rolls come looking for him?" What about us?"
"Well, we can only hope that Dupont and Dupont can catch the prisoner quickly!" Guan Heng shrugged helplessly, and he said to everyone: "Come on, everyone, let's go to the bureau now to ask Dupont and the others. information!"
Everyone nodded and got in the car, and soon they arrived at the door of the police station. When they got off the car, they happened to see Dupont and Dupont strutting out of the door holding civilized sticks!
"Hey, Dupont! Where are you going?" Waving to the other party, Guan Heng hurriedly stepped forward and asked: "Is there any new progress in the case? That Max..."
"Hush! Young friends!" Dupont whispered with a mysterious face: "Don't say anything for now. Let us go to a place first!"
"Where are they going?!' The four of you looked at me and I looked at you, they were all a little confused, but since Dupont said so, let's go and have a look!
A group of six people hurried to the high-end residential area on East Street. Dupont and Dupont led the others to the door of an apartment.
"Dong dong dong -" Du Pang knocked on the door with the handle of his cane, and said slowly: "Hey, is anyone at home?"
Ten seconds later, the door creaked open, and an old man wearing a casual nightgown appeared at the door. He wore gold-rimmed reading glasses, a bald Mediterranean hairstyle, and three haircuts on his lips and under his chin. With a white beard, he asked: "Everyone, what's the matter with you?"
"Uh, are you Aristides Silk?" Dupont asked solemnly.
"Yes, yes!" The old man - Silke nodded doubtfully, and then asked: "What advice do you have?"
"Finally found you!" Dupont reached out and grabbed Silke's shoulder. He said sternly: "I arrest you in the name of the law!"
"You want to arrest me?! Oh, my God!" Silk's face was full of disbelief, and he muttered: "First of all, gentlemen, are you sure you are not mistaken?"
"That's right! It's you we're arresting!" Du Pang chimed in, his face also sinking, and he said extremely seriously: "The reason for arresting you is because you are a thief!"
"Thief? No, no, no!" Silk Tengten took two steps back, shouting almost hysterically: "You actually think that Aristides Silk, a gloriously retired military officer, is a thief? ! This is a shocking and false accusation!”
"Oh - these things are..." Guan Heng and Ding Ding were now placing several colorful wallets on the desk in the living room, including genuine leather and hand-knitted items!
"Hey, I'm talking about Mr. Silk!" Guan Heng patted the other party's shoulder and asked with a chuckle: "Can you explain where these purses on the table come from?"
"Don't tell us that you only use these!" With a frown and a sullen face, Ding Ding crossed his shoulders and said, "There are many women's wallets here!"
"Wha—" Cold sweat suddenly covered Mr. Silke's forehead, and he hesitated and whispered: "Please, please listen to my explanation..."
"Uh, this...please listen to my explanation. I'm really not a thief, I'm not!" Silke, who was pale and wiped his sweat, said, "Actually, I just have a small psychological disease, that is, I am going crazy. Fall in love with someone else’s wallet!”
"My hobby is a bit special!" Silk continued: "It makes me want to hold other people's wallets in my hands anytime and anywhere!"
"So I am always ready to go!" He smacked his chapped lips twice, and then said: "After I got those wallets, I put labels on them and wrote Write the name of the owner of the wallet..."
"Please follow me!" Silk said, leading everyone in front of a wide bookshelf. He waved his hand forward and said: "Please see, I have collected all my wallets here!"
"Oh my God, I can't believe it!" Guan Heng and Ding Ding walked to the bookshelf and looked around. Guan Heng said: "The wallets here...are actually divided into categories according to the initials of the owner's name?!"
"Haha, it's probably an anecdote!" Ding Ding murmured to himself: "Each wallet is labeled with the owner's detailed record!"
"Everyone, I dare say that this is an extremely special collection activity!" Silke was very excited at this time, and even smiled when he was proud of his words. He said carelessly: "Can any of you believe that this has only started in a short period of time? plan?"
"The wallets stacked here were collected in just three months. The number has exceeded a thousand, and the number is increasing rapidly. This has to be said to be a feat and an extraordinary achievement, right?"
"Ding Ding..." Guan Heng suddenly called to his friend: "If some wonderful coincidences are caused by Silk's special hobby, do you think it is possible?"
"That's right!" Ding Ding, who suddenly understood, smiled and clapped his hands, and then he hurriedly said to the captain and Qin'er: "Hurry up and help, find all the wallets whose owner's name starts with "MB", so we will definitely gain something. !”
Qin'er and the captain agreed, and everyone started to get busy! After a while, the wallets that everyone found were piled into a small mountain. At this moment, Guan Heng suddenly shouted in surprise: "Haha, I finally found it!"
"Look at Ding Ding!" Guan Heng waved the wallet in his hand in front of the other party.
"That's it. Look, the label above clearly says "Max Bird's original property, acquisition date: January 5, 19XX." That's right, that's the date the day before yesterday!" Guan Heng's face was full of joy. With an expression on his face, he smiled happily and handed the wallet to Ding Ding: "Open it and take a look, brother!"
"Okay, let me open it then!" Tintin was overjoyed. He opened the wallet and found the two old parchment rolls lying quietly inside!
"Let's take a look! Everyone!" The ecstatic Tintin raised the scroll in his hand above his head and showed it to everyone in front of him one by one. The young man said with a smile: "Captain, Guan Heng, Qin'er, Red Rackham's treasure has been We are getting closer!"
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