857: Go to hospital

With the map's guidance, Mo De didn't spend much time getting to Bertha's house.

Maybe it was also because there weren't many people here, and it was usually quiet.

When Mo De arrived here, a beautiful woman appeared by his car.

"Sheriff Mode, why are you here?"

Outside the car door, the woman wearing a floral dress held a basin of laundry in her hand, her tone questioning as she spoke.

Hearing the woman's words, Mo De knew with just one look that the other party was undoubtedly Bertha.

There was only one house here, and the only resident was Bertha.

Coupled with her not bad appearance, these factors combined made it easy to determine her identity.

"I've come to ask Miss Bertha for some information."

Mo De opened the car door and got straight to the point.

As he said this, his gaze was also observing the woman's expression.

In response, Bertha looked puzzled: "Ask me for information?"

"Yes, it's about the dismemberment case."

Mo De nodded and then asked: "Miss Bertha, would it be convenient for you to tell me if you've had any unusual experiences these Heaven?"

"Unusual experiences? No."

Bertha's behavior was completely that of an ordinary person who knew nothing.

It had no connection to the dismemberment case at all.

"What about Corey? Has he come to see you recently?"

"Corey?"

Hearing this name, a strong hint of repulsion appeared in Bertha's eyes: "I cut ties with him a long time ago and don't interact anymore!"

The woman's words were filled with dislike for Corey, which surprised Mo De slightly.

He had thought this pair of young people were mutually attracted or even dating.

Listening to the woman's tone, it didn't sound like a lie either.

"Miss Bertha hates Corey?"

Mo De asked.

"He's too disgusting!"

When Bertha talked about Corey, her tone was full of displeasure, and even her beautiful face showed some anger: "When I first knew him, I thought he was a handsome gentleman."

"But when I invited him to visit my house once, he actually confessed his feelings to me directly!"

"If it were just that, it would be fine.

I would refuse, after all, we hadn't known each other for long, but I wouldn't hate him."

"But the key is, while that guy was confessing, he was also taking off his clothes and trying to push me down!"

"Fortunately, he was timid and didn't dare to take the next step under my screams, but it was utterly disgusting!"

"He's just a pervert wearing a mask!"

As Bertha spoke like this, her whole body was trembling slightly, as if she recalled the situation at the time, and feelings of fear and anger emerged together.

"Is this Corey's true face?"

Mo De's eyes flickered, gaining a further understanding of this police officer under him.

"So, Corey hasn't come to see you during this time?"

"No, after I warned him and cut ties with him before, he would still occasionally come to apologize or something."

"After around the middle of last month, he hasn't come again."

"Middle of last month?"

Hearing this point in time, Mo De seemed to see a clue.

Wasn't that around the Heaven of the Heaven Corey took leave Heaven time?

"On July 17th, that Heaven, did Corey come to see you?"

"July 17th?"

Bertha thought for a moment, then shook her head and said: "No."

"At that time, I wasn't feeling well, so I stayed home to rest.

I didn't interact with anyone the whole Heaven Heaven, and didn't see anyone else."

Bertha told the truth.

This information made Mo De fall into deep thought.

Looking at it this way, Bertha really seemed to have no connection with Corey anymore.

She herself hadn't even met any strange people who threatened her safety.

Then it's impossible that Corey hid the information to protect Bertha!

Since it wasn't to protect someone he cared about, there's only one possibility.

To protect himself!

Corey taking leave that Heaven was definitely because he did something wrong!

If that wrong deed was revealed, he would definitely be punished or even face something more serious!

To protect himself, that's why he didn't reveal the information when Mo De pressed him yesterday!

Moreover, the Heaven Corey took leave was precisely when Bosen went missing!

According to the descriptions of the Town residents in the data, someone among them had seen Bosen on July 16th!

After that, he was never seen again.

Until Bosen's body appeared, under the forensic doctor's examination, the approximate time of Bosen's death was found to be around mid-July!

All the suspicious points were once again piled onto Corey!

It had even reached a point where the case could be finalized!

But thinking about it carefully, there was something that didn't feel right.

Corey only took leave for one Heaven.

Killing Bosen was easy, but dismembering him and burying him in the ground—this series of operations couldn't possibly be completed in just one short Heaven!

Unless Corey had other accomplices, or the murderer was someone else!

"Sheriff Mode? Is there anything else you need to know?"

Bertha's questioning voice came.

Seeing Mo De suddenly snap back to attention, Bertha added: "If there are no other questions, I'm going to do the laundry.

It will take a long time to deal with this much clothing."

"Okay, thank you for your cooperation."

Mo De nodded and stepped aside.

Some information had been gathered.

Only.

As he stepped aside for Bertha, he suddenly noticed the Mu basin Bertha was carrying.

To be precise, it was the clothes in the Mu basin.

"Why did you pile up so many clothes before washing?"

Generally speaking, independent Children like Bertha.

They would have a certain degree of self-discipline regarding their clothing, food, housing, transportation, and habits.

Plus, the small stream outside her house was a very close place for laundry.

Generally, she would pile them up for at most one or two Heaven before washing and drying them herself.

Although yesterday's Heaven weather wasn't considered sunny.

Perhaps this World itself doesn't have sunny Heaven.

But yesterday's climate temperature was still very suitable for washing clothes.

Today's temperature is significantly lower than yesterday's.

Even a lazy person who piles up a lot of clothes before washing wouldn't choose such a cold Heaven.

So Bertha isn't lazy, but how would a non-lazy person pile up so many clothes?

"These?"

Bertha looked at the clothes in the Mu basin, a hint of helplessness on her face: "Originally, the clothes were left for two or three Heaven, planning to wash them all yesterday."

"But yesterday, for some reason, I felt so tired that I fell asleep as soon as I lay down."

"And I slept for a whole Heaven, just like on the 17th of last month, that Heaven.

I didn't do anything the whole Heaven Heaven.

When I woke up, it was evening, and I still felt sore all over, so by today, quite a bit of laundry had piled up."

"I feel like I'm sick.

After I finish the laundry, I definitely need to go see a Doctor."

"Slept for a whole Heaven?"

"Woke up sore all over?"

Hearing this, Mo De's brow suddenly furrowed.

Bertha had this experience on the 17th of last month.

Just that Heaven, Corey took leave for one Heaven.

And yesterday, this woman had this experience of sleeping for a whole Heaven.

Coincidentally, yesterday, Corey left the police station after only talking to him for a few sentences and didn't go back to work!

"Can I go to your house to take a look?"

Mo De made the request.

This request, for a single woman like Bertha, was somewhat disrespectful.

"Go to my house?"

Bertha hesitated a little.

After all, personal privacy is at home, and allowing others to enter was still something she was reluctant about.

"Actually, I suspect the murderer is secretly watching you!"

"After all, you're a woman, and you're home alone.

If the murderer hasn't left the Town, you might be among the next group of targets!"

"So I want to go to your house to understand the situation and see if the murderer is near you!"

When Mo De spoke again, his words depicted a terrifying scene.

Hearing this, Bertha was indeed quite frightened: "Then, Sheriff Mode, I must trouble you to solve the case as quickly as possible!"

When things don't involve oneself but still require one's cooperation, people often resist.

But when things involve oneself, even if it's troublesome, people hope someone can help solve it.

Mo De seized upon this point, thus causing Bertha to bring him to her house without even having time to wash her clothes.

Looking at the exterior of this house, it was quite standard.

A living room, two rooms, and a kitchen and bathroom.

The house was inherited by Bertha from her parents.

After so many years, it had accumulated some age.

The Mu planks on the floor showed some discoloration.

Roughly speaking, it was because water had gotten in and caused internal damage to the Mu.

The door also revealed a sense of age.

If someone wanted to force their way in, they couldn't be stopped at all.

"This lock is quite new, where did you buy it?"

Mo De noticed the lock on the main door of the house.

"The lock?"

Bertha placed the Mu basin on a nearby stone slab: "This is a lock I asked Corey to help me buy before."

"At that time, I didn't know he was that kind of disgusting person, so I asked him to help me with this small favor."

"A lock Corey helped you buy?"

Hearing this, Mo De's heart skipped a beat, and he took a deep look at Bertha, who was still completely unaware.

Stepping into the house, he stood in the living room and observed for a while, then came to one of the rooms.

In the room before him, there were some unused miscellaneous items, and the layout was relatively neat.

If there were guests, it could be tidied up for sleeping.

There was nothing interesting to see here.

Mo De came to Bertha's bedroom.

Perhaps due to family conditions, Bertha's room layout was very simple.

A bed, a table.

On the table was a mirror and basic items for dressing.

After leaving the room, Mo De came to the kitchen.

His gaze instantly fell upon a pot of clear water on the counter.

"Sheriff Mode, have you found anything?"

Bertha appeared behind him and asked tentatively.

In response.

Mo De picked up that pot of water and turned to the woman: "Let's go, to the Hospital."

"To the Hospital?"

"What does this have to do with the Hospital?"

Bertha was puzzled.

"Let the Doctor examine your body, and this pot of water."

Mo De already had a guess in his heart.

And this guess still needed final verification.