"What do you an by that? You don't think I killed Angela, do you?
Co on, I'm her manager; her death wouldn't benefit in any way."
The deputy team leader stared at him for a while, "You're right, but what if Angela no longer wanted to make money for you?"
"What do you an by that?"
"As we understand, Angela had already sought a lawyer to terminate the contract with you before she died."
"What are you saying?"
"Angela wanted to break the contract with you."
Jinmu was stunned, propped his chin with his hand, and after a long pause said, "How could she do this to ?
I could tolerate her temper, her capriciousness, even her hitting ... but this, I cannot accept."
David took the opportunity to say, "So you killed her."
"No, I had no idea about this, she never ntioned it to ."
"But that doesn't an you couldn't have found out on your own."
"Whether you believe it or not, I really didn't know about this."
The deputy team leader said, "It seems that your relationship wasn't as good as you've described, nor were they just minor conflicts.
That's why we brought you in today."
Jinmu raked his fingers through his hair vigorously, "Why did she want to break the contract with ?"
The deputy team leader explained, "She had grown tired of vampire music, hated dressing up as a vampire; she wanted to make real rock music instead of giving up her dreams for money."
"So she thought it was for the money that I insisted she stick with vampire music?"
"Isn't that the case?"
"I admit, there's so truth to that reason.
But that's not the main reason.
Not only did she dislike vampires, but I also disliked them, particularly a small group of extre fans; they were really annoying.
But in this world, you can't always do as you please." Jinmu sighed and continued, "You think I haven't tried to get her into pop rock, into mainstream music?
I've tried more than once.
I know that type of music has a wider audience and could make more money, but the difficulty and competition are also greater.
Angela has been writing songs for years, and she's recorded so demos, too.
I took those demos to many producers and music labels, but it was no use, no one wanted to publish them.
Her work and style just had no market.
She always thought it was who wanted her to do vampire-thed music, but in reality, she had no choice.
If she didn't do the vampire niche, soone else would take her place quickly.
Then she would have nothing.
That is truly terrifying.
I was doing it for her own good."
David scoffed, "Your idea of doing good by her was letting her drink blood, abuse alcohol, use drugs?"
Jinmu shook his head, "I never made her do those things; the blood drinking was just for show, to create an ambiance, and a lot of the ti, it was red wine.
She was indeed sowhat decadent and liked to drink heavily; I've advised her against it more than once.
As for drugs, she truly used to use drugs, but I've helped her quit.
I wouldn't let her use drugs.
I really was doing it for her good."
The deputy team leader nodded, "That's quite touching."
"I'm telling the truth."
"So you're saying you're innocent."
"Of course, I would never kill Angela."
"Good." The deputy team leader took a mold out of the bag beside him, "If you're innocent, leave your dental imprint."
Jinmu swallowed, "Can I refuse?"
"Certainly.
But what you just said will lose its weight."
After taking a deep breath, Jinmu took the mold, bit into it, and handed it back to the deputy team leader, "Is that sufficient?"
"Thank you. I believe what you've just said," the deputy team leader finished, "Will you help us solve the case?"
Jinmu nodded, "Though Angela's actions have hurt , she's gone... I've always seen her as a sister, and I don't want her death to remain a mystery."
The deputy team leader then took out a photo, it was a bloody pattern left on the victim's body, "Do you recognize this pattern?"
Jinmu took the photo and examined it closely, "Is this the pattern drawn on Angela's body?"
"Didn't you see it when you found Angela's body?"
"I was so scared at the ti, I didn't look closely."
"Then take a close look now."
Jinmu looked at the photo for a while, "I rember now; I've seen this pattern."
...
At 132 Ro Street, the ho of Jarvis Loka.
A large amount of blood was found in the victim Angela's stomach, and the owner of that blood was Jarvis Loka.
A black Ford Explorer was parked on the roadside.
Little Black glanced into the yard, "What kind of attitude should we take when visiting Jarvis?"
Luke was checking his gun and ignored him.
Little Black continued, "Do you think Jarvis could be the one who killed Angela?"
Luke still didn't respond.
Angela had been exsanguinated to death; finding soone else's blood in her stomach was in itself a very strange matter.
Jarvis could be the murderer.
Or he could be another victim.
After getting out of the car, Luke surveyed the surroundings of the yard.
This was a typical African-Arican neighborhood, the environnt was dirty and disorderly, a world apart from the community where Luke lived.
In many people's minds, the status of the Chinese was even lower than that of African-Aricans.
But in fact, that was already an outdated notion.
Years ago, Chinese laborers indeed occupied the bottom layer, but valuing education, the status of the second and third-generation Chinese has been steadily rising, with an increasing number of Chinese mayors.
Little Black went up and knocked on the door, "Bang, bang."
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