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When he came to Camporam's house, Ian sighed.This old-looking building is somewhat similar to the style of Russell's house.Let's hope their masters don't even have similar personalities.A "mental illness" similar to Hailey is enough for Ian, and he doesn't want to meet another one.

Mrs. Camporam was very friendly and enthusiastic to them. She said that as long as she could help the detectives solve the three murders, she would like to know everything.

Ian knew that he could not rashly bring the topic to Lucia. After all, no mother, even an adoptive mother, would want his late daughter to be involved in the murder case, so he could only ask about Camporam from the side. Madame's knowledge of Lena, Ellen, and Anne.

"Actually, since Lucia passed away, Lena and Anne still come here to visit us often. Of course, they hardly come together, and they have a better relationship with my husband than me. Because my husband is more Chatty and humorous."

"Where's Allen?"

"Alan's academic performance has always been very good, and he has received a special scholarship from the Camporam family. Therefore, my husband often invites him to the house to inquire about his academic situation, and intends to train him well. Alan...before the accident, I My husband also chatted with him about whether he would go to Boston to study for a master's degree, the same university as our son Lawrence."

"It sounds like your husband enjoys spending time with the children?"

"Yeah. Since Lucia passed away, Lawrence has been in Boston University, and this family has become very deserted."

Ian glanced at Haili from the corner of his eye. He was walking in the living room with a teacup in his hand.

Mrs. Camporam followed Ian's gaze towards Haley, and smiled slightly: "Ian, I think your colleague looks very special. He doesn't look like a federal agent at all."

"Oh, what do you think he looks like, ma'am?"

"He is similar to my husband in some ways. For example, temperament, self-cultivation, and the feeling that he seems to be very close to people but no one really understands him."

"Then Madam doesn't know her husband well enough?"

Mrs. Camporam paused, then smiled, "Oh, we've been married for 25 years. Believe me, I know him to the point of getting bored."

At this time, Haili turned around with a photo, "Ma'am, who is this girl?"

"Ah... she is Lucia. It was taken when she was six years old, and we just adopted her from the orphanage that year."

"She's beautiful, no wonder you chose her out of so many kids," Hailey said with a smile.

Mrs. Camporam shook her head, "Actually, it was not my husband and I who chose Lucia, but Lawrence. I still remember that we met many children that day, and Lawrence always frowned and refused to accept. Until he Seeing Lucia, he asked us 'can I take her away'. So Lucia became our daughter."

"So Lawrence and Lucia should have a good relationship?" Haley returned to the tea table.

When he sat down, he looked at Mrs. Camporam, just a smile, and Ian knew that Mrs. Camporam's heart had been opened by Hailey, and she would recall the past to Hailey like an old friend.

"Yes, Lawrence loves Lucia very much. See the necklace box that Lucia is wearing in the photo? There is a picture of Lawrence in it. When Lucia first came here, she often had nightmares at night, and Lawrence accompanied her. By her side. When Lawrence was away, Lucia took the picture in the necklace box as him. Lawrence would often take Lucia slipping into the woods, and he would take her rowing to the other side of the lake, where there was a piece of Campo The relics left by Ram's ancestors, and a large area of ​​white roses. My husband didn't want Lawrence and Lucia to go there, and Lawrence had a lot of quarrels with his father because of this."

"Since it's the Camporam's place, why doesn't your husband want Lawrence to go there?"

"It should be dangerous. For example, the lake is very deep. What if something happens when Lawrence and Lucia are rowing? Even if they go to the ruins, what if they accidentally fall into a rosebush while running around? Roses have thorns. Yes. My husband just didn't want the kids to get hurt. But Lucia ended up dying in that lake..."

"Since Lawrence will take Lucia to that lake, he is confident that he can protect her well. Lawrence should be very good at swimming, right?"

Haley finally asked the core question he wanted to ask.

"Lawrence was really good at swimming. His father taught him well."

Ian frowned, "So, Lawrence and his father are both good at swimming?"

"Yes. But... when Lucia's accident happened, Lawrence had just gone to Boston to study. He came back overnight. When he saw Lucia's body, his whole body collapsed. He can no longer swim. It's a mental disorder, he's been to a few psychiatrists, but it hasn't gotten better. Maybe it's not that important to him anymore to be able to swim."

Ian glanced at Haili and signaled with his eyes: It seems that it is not so easy for you to want Lawrence to be the murderer who killed Lena.

At this time, Mr. Camporam came back.He greeted Ian and Haley eagerly.

"Oh my God, you're feds! I've been meaning to invite you to dinner at the Camporam's and now I finally see you!"

"Thank you for your invitation, but this is not in compliance with the protocol. We have just talked with Mrs. Camporam, and we will visit again if necessary."

Mr. Camporam's eyes fell on Haili's face, and after a pause of two seconds, he came back to his senses, "Are you also...a federal agent?"

Haley smiled, he leaned forward slightly, and at that moment Ian could almost feel Mr Camporam's breathing stopped.

"Being good-looking doesn't prevent me from being a federal agent."

"Oh...haha..." Mr. Camporam smiled, and he looked away. "It's a pity that I can't have dinner with such a handsome federal agent."

"We shall meet again, Mr Camporam."

Hailey lowered his eyes and nodded.The amorous feelings of that moment made time slow down.

And Ian also bid farewell to Mrs. Camporam.When he shook hands with her, his eyes paused unconsciously.

"What's the matter, Agent Connor?" Mrs. Camporam withdrew her hand.

"Oh, madam's watch, I've seen it on a poster. I didn't expect to see it in real life."

It was a watch with a simple design, but it was a luxury watch worth hundreds of thousands of dollars.

Ian's words were nothing more than a compliment to Mrs. Camporam.She smiled slightly, "I look forward to seeing you again, Agent Connor."

When they got back to the car, Ian said coldly, "Were you flirting with Mr. Camporam just now?"

Haili gracefully pushed back the broken hair on his forehead, "Uncle Ian, are you jealous?"

"If you are trying to test whether Mr. Camporam will be interested in you, I can only regret that you have proved your charm once again." Ian said lightly.

"Oh, I thought honest Uncle Ian couldn't see it?"

"I didn't see anything, it was just a guess. Mr. Camporam was very close to these young people. As a businessman, when time is precious, it is indeed a bit suspicious. And he pays attention to his appearance, body shape. , he hopes they think he is still young. Besides, when I shook hands with him just now, I saw his cufflinks. He seems to pay attention to classics, or that style is dedicated to the Camporam family. Anyway, his The cufflinks are exactly the same as the ones you took out of Lena's makeup box. So we can't tell whether the man Lena likes is Mr. Camporam or Lawrence."

Haili raised the corners of his lips, and there was a suggestive smile in his smile. He put his arm on Ian's shoulder and approached him deliberately, "So what about you, Uncle Ian? You have been holding Mrs. Camporam's hand all the time." , you don’t really care about her luxury watch, do you? Madam’s hands are often taken care of, so they must be beautiful, right? The feeling of holding it in your hand makes your heart beat non-stop?”

"Your imagination is so rich." Ian started the engine, put down the handbrake, and drove away from Camporam's house.

"My imagination has always been very rich. But Ian, if you are really infatuated with Mrs. Camporam's hand, guess what I will do?"

Ian continued driving as if he hadn't heard.

"I'll give you her hand in a gift box." Hailey's voice was very long.

It's like a knife cutting through Ian's heart, never knowing when to stop.

Ian knew Haley was only joking, and that all the jerk wanted to see was anger or upset.

He freed a hand and pushed Haley's face away.

"I said, don't get so close to me."

At this moment, Ian's cell phone vibrated.He glanced at the text messages on his phone and put the phone back in his pocket.

"What's the matter? It's Muddy Ron?"

"Yes, I have to report to him on the progress of the case."

"Do we have progress to report?"

"To shut up."

They went back to the inn, where Haley ordered dinner, folded the napkins, and prepared them with aristocratic air.

Ian came outside the hotel, sat on the steps, called Maddy Ron, and gave a general account of what he had learned in the past few days.

"Ian, Ian, Ian, don't you think you've overcomplicated the case? And I gave you three cases and you only studied one of them? Poor Ellen and Anne's Haven't you checked the body properly?"

"You said that Haili has a high rate of solving crimes, so now I'm following his train of thought to find the answer."

"...But he is not omnipotent. He also makes mistakes. Just like Lena's case, have you ever wondered why the murderer left her body in the swimming pool after killing Lena?"