862: Bertha reveals the origin of the watch

Mara provided a lot of information during the investigation, much of which was about her opinion of Bosen.

Mara: "The dismembered body in the Redwood Forest is Bosen?

Oh, that's too horrible!"

"Bosen has been cutting hair in Town for so many years, everyone got along with him quite well, I didn't expect him to die just like that."

"Could it be Old Tang Na?

That guy always had conflicts with Bosen."

The records documented the words Mara spoke at the time.

Like many Town residents, after Bosen's death, everyone's attention focused on Old Tang Na.

According to Mara's later description, the last time she saw Bosen was also two days before he was determined to be missing and murdered.

In the recorded information, Mara's original words were as follows.

"At that time, after Bosen took care of my business, he gave me double the money."

"That guy also said he was about to get his residency permit and leave Town, and told me to go with him."

"I definitely wasn't willing.

He's just a barber, and the money he had must have been mostly spent on getting the residency permit, why would I leave with him, suffer with him, and let him have fun for free?"

"When Bosen heard my refusal at the time, he actually said he had plenty of money, and as long as I went with him, he would definitely make me a rich lady."

"This guy used to seem quite honest, I didn't expect him to say such an incredible lie one day."

"He's a barber, saying he has plenty of money?

At the time, I just saw him as an idiot, but considering the double pay, I just politely refused and didn't get angry, now that I think about it, that decision was really fortunate, otherwise, if I had really been with Bosen, I'm afraid the murderer of the dismemberment case would have targeted me as well."

"I don't do business with murderers."

"It's just a pity, without Bosen as a regular customer from now on, my income won't be guaranteed."

The words Mara spoke during the investigation fully revealed her contempt and belittlement of Bosen.

Mo De originally thought these two were true love.

From the timeline, the last person Bosen contacted before his disappearance was Mara.

It was precisely because of this that Mara became a suspect.

"Money?

Was Bosen very rich?"

Mo De paid attention to this piece of information.

From the collected information, Bosen was not wealthy.

Similarly, he was not the kind of person who kept lies on his lips.

His statement to Mara that he had money was not false!

Perhaps, he really had money?

After it became known that he was hiding a large amount of money, it attracted covetousness, leading to his death!

"Captain, is there any food?

It's lunchtime."

Corey in the detention cell, his shouting voice came from afar.

Hearing this, Mo De frowned and looked at his watch.

Unknowingly, it was already past 11 AM.

It was indeed time for lunch.

In the past two days, Mo De had only properly eaten one hot dog; he hadn't really had a good meal.

By now, his stomach was also churning, conveying hunger.

Ignoring Corey, Mo De took the documents he hadn't finished reading into the police car and drove towards the street.

The facilities in Town were all very basic.

Mo De originally planned to just find a small restaurant to make do, but on the way, he saw Bertha, who he had just parted ways with that morning.

The first time he saw her, Mo De originally intended to go up and casually say hello.

But suddenly he discovered that she was at a jewelry store in Town.

At this time, under these circumstances, she was actually selecting goods at a jewelry store?!

Seeing that the other party hadn't noticed him, Mo De drove the car a little further away, and then focused all his attention in the direction where Bertha was.

After waiting for a full half hour, Mo De finally saw Bertha finish selecting, take a piece of jewelry, and hurriedly leave the store!

After the woman walked away, Mo De quickly came to the jewelry store.

This store selling luxury goods was naturally not a localized shop in Town.

As expected, a piece of strange talk information about the store appeared before Mo De's eyes.

But they were also just some rules about not dying if you don't seek death.

After all, they were open for business; if the rules were set too strictly, no one would come to buy.

"Mr., welcome."

At the door, a salesperson respectfully called out.

Mo De glanced at the salesperson in front of him, then asked: "How much did the woman who just left your store spend?"

"Sorry, Mr., the amount of spending is related to the customer's privacy, we are not at liberty to disclose."

Alright, the expected answer.

After a moment of silence, Mo De came to the display counter.

"How much does this item sell for?"

Casually pointing at a necklace in front of the display counter, Mo De asked.

"This crystal necklace is a masterpiece by the jewelry design master Fielding.

It is crafted from natural Nether Crystal and special alloy, and its exquisite structure symbolizes the beauty of Hell."

"This is also a high-end accessory symbolizing wealth and freedom."

"The current price is 200,000 US dollars."

"The value retention rate of this necklace is also very high.

If you go to a Big City outside and find our store, we can give you a satisfactory recycling price based on the condition of the necklace you have used."

"Two hundred thousand!"

Hearing this number, Mo De clenched his fist.

He saw clearly that what Bertha had just bought was this very thing!

Such wealth could not possibly be something Bertha herself could possess!

Just as I said, this Bertha has a problem, and now she's finally showing her true colors!

"Mr., why don't you take a look at this one?"

The salesperson next to him spoke again, while presenting another diamond necklace: "This 'Heart of Snow Diamond' has the same price as the one you just asked about."

"But the difference is, that crystal necklace has more value retention and is mainly used as reserve funds."

"And this 'Heart of Snow Diamond' is a luxury item truly meant to be worn.

Only this kind of luxury item worn on the body, I imagine, is befitting of your status, Mr..".

As the salesperson promoted, her words were full of respect.

Hearing this, a strange feeling arose in Mo De's heart: "My status?"

He was a Town Sheriff, a status with limited deterrence for the ordinary residents in Town.

How could a staff member from an outside large enterprise praise him like this?

Could this also be a marketing strategy?

"Mr., you don't need to test the eyesight of our staff at [Heart Accessories].

Isn't the watch you're wearing on your hand a symbol of status?"

A smiling voice came from inside the store.

Subsequently, a lady wearing a store manager badge on her chest walked out gracefully.

Unlike most normal-looking people Mo De had seen.

This woman who appeared had three eyes and wore a pair of silver-rimmed glasses with three lenses.

Mo De knew what kind of World this was.

He didn't have much emotional fluctuation towards this kind of existence.

Relatively speaking, this was actually quite pleasing to the eye.

After all, besides the three eyes, her figure was truly hot.

"Watch?"

Hearing the woman's words, Mo De finally paid attention to the watch he looked at countless times a day.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered a strange talk rule he had seen yesterday.

[5.

Your watch is good, very punctual, but it's not yours.]

With flickering eyes, A Man said with slight seriousness: "Then tell me, what is the origin of this watch?"