1960: My uncle is the FBI Director

Chapter 50 You promised me! (Please continue reading)

Theodore believed in his profile.

He did not believe the murderer was someone who committed crimes based on luck.

The fact that this result was presented on-site must have its explanation.

Considering that Helen Bennett, despite her autopsy skills, had to simultaneously commit murder, wipe fingerprints, forge notes, and mislead witnesses, the timeframe was far too tight.

Theodore thought she might need a helper!
Or rather, the killer needed Helen Bennett as an accomplice!

She was glued to James Carter the entire party and didn't have enough time to commit the crime.

She was likely acting as the killer's eyes, helping him pinpoint James Carter and Howard Jr., to ensure they could be found quickly when needed.

With the help of his accomplice, the murderer suddenly had plenty of time. He could even stand guard at the attic door, waiting for the right person to go in.

Having figured this out, Theodore was eager to conduct a second interrogation of Helen Bennett.

On the way back to the police station, the atmosphere inside the car was a bit strange.

Ricky and Keller kept gesturing to Bernie, asking him what was going on with Theodore.

Without saying a word, he ran to the crime scene, and then without saying a word, he ran back to interrogate Helen Bennett.

Bernie shook his head mysteriously at them and made a strange gesture.

That was a special hand signal that the Felton Star newspaper created for the 'Twin Psychic Detectives'.

This newspaper seems to treat "The Twin Detectives" as a serialized novel, publishing a 4,000-word first page every day, writing tirelessly day after day.

This newspaper has already amassed a loyal following thanks to its 'Twin Psychic Detectives' series. Bernie is one of them.

The Star is currently only available in the West End, so Ricky and Keller, who live in the East End, have never seen it and therefore do not understand the meaning of his gesture.

Bernie didn't explain, he just looked inscrutable.

Back at the police station, Helen Bennett was already waiting in the interrogation room.

She seemed used to it and remained calm and composed.

Theodore was again in charge of the trial, with Bernie assisting.

But unlike yesterday, the two sat there without saying a word.

Bernie had no idea what Theodore was up to, but he played along, keeping his head down and writing down famous quotes that the Star Report had compiled for the 'Twin Psychic Detectives'.

Theodore, meanwhile, scribbled and drew in his notebook, recording his thoughts and plans after the case was over.

Helen Bennett dismissed their strategy and went to sleep on the table.

A few minutes later, Ricky handed over a file on Helen Bennett.

Theodore opened and looked through it, and found that this person had quite a few criminal records.

Skipping classes, alcoholism, fighting, theft, assaulting police officers, obstructing law enforcement... all sorts of shady dealings.

No wonder she was so calm and composed.

Theodore handed the criminal record to Bernie, who glanced at it, clicking his tongue in disbelief.

She's only just turned 18! And she already has such a thick criminal record!
Given her family background, her criminal record as a minor must have been sealed.

The interrogation room door was quickly opened again, and Theodore was ushered outside.

Ricky told him that the patrol officers had verified the witnesses and address provided by Helen Bennett yesterday, and the results had just come back: she had not lied.

Theodore returned to the interrogation room, tapped on the table, and, seeing her eyes roll up at him, informed her of the news.

She put on a 'I knew it' expression, rolled her eyes, stood up, and stretched out her handcuffed hands.

"Can I go?"

Theodore shook his head and asked, "Who are you covering for?"

Seeing her confusion, Theodore pressed on, "Who were you keeping watch for at Emily Grant's birthday party?"

Helen Bennett rolled her eyes, sat back down, and slumped onto the table to sleep. Theodore ignored her and continued, "You've been following James Carter and keeping an eye on Howard Jr.."

"It was you who passed the note to Howard Jr., and it was you who made James Carter mistakenly believe that Howard Jr. was confessing his love to Emily Grant in the attic."

Helen Bennett lay silently on the table.

Theodore then asked, "Do you think he'll let you go?"

“You should know very well what kind of person he is. He spent so much time plotting to kill Teddy Santos.”

"He arranged everything flawlessly, so why would he leave such a flaw in you?"

Helen Bennett rolled over and continued lying face down.

"Because you are the second after Dwight Howard, your role is the same as Dwight Howard's."

"Now we all know you were just an accomplice, you've lost your purpose, how will he treat you?"

Helen Bennett climbed up from the table and asked, "Are you done?"

"It's alright if you didn't finish speaking, my lawyer will be here soon. Tell him the rest."

She walked to the door and started banging on it, yelling, "Hey! Fat pig! Take me back! I want to go back to sleep! It's too noisy here! There are flies buzzing around!"

Ricky looked at Theodore, then waved, and two detectives came forward and took her away.

Theodore walked through the curious onlookers and returned to the conference room.

Ricky closed the door, shutting out the curious and inquisitive gazes, and sat down with Bernie and Keller, waiting for Theodore's explanation.

Whether his words in the interrogation room shocked Helen Bennett didn't know, but they certainly did.

Theodore recounted his analysis at the crime scene, but Ricky and Keller remained skeptical.

Just then, a detective knocked on the door and entered; it was Helen Bennett's lawyer.

The lawyer comes from Felton’s most prestigious law firm and is extremely familiar with the East End.

After the meeting, the lawyer asked a basic question – is there any evidence?
Then they suggested that since there was no evidence, the police could only detain the person for a maximum of eight more hours.

It will already be after get off work hours, and the detectives there will have to work overtime to process the paperwork. It would be better to release the person now and not waste everyone's time.

The lawyer also proposed that he would reach a verbal agreement with Helen Bennett, on the condition that she stay at home during this period of time.

This way, the police can find her at any time.

Bernie pointed out that Helen Bennett frequently ran away from home, and her parents simply couldn't keep up with that.

The lawyer simply smiled slightly. "Eight hours from now, that still can't be guaranteed, can it?"

Helen Bennett was eventually released on bail and left early.

She had barely left when Congressman Santos rushed over in a panic.

He grabbed Theodore's arm and asked where Helen Bennett was.

Upon learning of his release on bail, the congressman, whom Keller described as having a fiery temper, resembled an enraged lion.

"You promised me you'd catch the killer, Detective Dixon, you promised! Now you're letting her go!"

Ricky stepped forward, only to be shoved aside. "Kelinan kid, this is none of your business!"

Bernie stepped forward, and Senator Santos tried the same approach, but failed to make a move.

“You need to calm down,” Bernie said in a deep voice.

"Go away!"

Senator Santos punched Bernie, but Bernie grabbed his wrist and reflexively threw a punch back.

Amid gasps of alarm, Senator Santos was struck in the nose, and blood spurted out...

(End of this chapter)