Chapter 203 Finding the murder weapon
As you get closer, the originally subtle color of the house begins to become concrete and clear, although half of it has faded or become mottled due to time, wind and rain.

But what Yorks can confirm is that the original color of the exterior of this house, which is made entirely of wood, was definitely brown.

Stopping at the door, Yorks turned the key with his hand, but it didn't move at all, so it was locked.

But this did not pose a problem for York, who directly took out a universal lock-picking tool, a tension tool and a crowbar from his backpack.

For an old house like this, picking the lock is the fastest way. Yorks opened the lock on the door with just a few clicks and entered.

Yorks closed the door and began to carefully observe the scene in the house. Facing him was the living room connected to the kitchen, and on the right were two rooms.

What’s interesting is that the inside of this cottage is not as mottled as the outside, but rather someone has come back to tidy it up regularly.

York glanced at the wall beside the door and turned on the light.

At this moment, the situation in the house became clearer. The dining table in the middle was filled with miscellaneous items, and an envelope among them attracted all his attention.

"really."

Upon finding the clue envelope, York immediately walked over to pick it up and opened it.

The words "Clue Three" were clearly written on it.

"What surprise will you leave for your husband, Ms. Sinoway?"

Yorks opened it, revealing the card inside, and silently looked at the words inside, reading them in his mind.

[Imagine that I am a very, very bad girl,

Anyone who does something bad needs to be punished, and by punishment I mean goodies for the fifth anniversary.
Honey, I put all my stuff there, it was our more exciting memories, and I still remember what you said: open that door, and be quick]
"It's worthy of being a wedding anniversary, and it's a mystery that only couples know." Yorks shook his head, restored the clue envelope, glanced at the layout of the house, and began to search carefully.

Just like in Jonathan's office before, Yorks felt that Ms. Sinovi would probably leave some message or something.

After searching for a while, Yorks didn't find anything in the house, but his eyes finally stopped on a small door next to the back door.

According to his experience, the basement of the cottage was probably behind the small door.

Now, only this basement has not been searched. Yorks walked over by feeling and opened the small door leading to the basement. Looking at the darkness extending underground, Yorks reached out and pressed the light switch next to him.

Unfortunately, perhaps due to age, the light source had long since broken, so York could only take out a high-power flashlight from his backpack, turn it on, and walk down.

“There’s always a feeling that there’s something here.”

The light from the high-intensity flashlight illuminated the entire basement. Yorks stopped and glanced at the floor of the basement with an expressionless face.

It was full of junk, covered with cobwebs and a thick layer of dust.

This means that if someone comes, there must be traces.

Yorks moved the flashlight to shine on the ground.

Sure enough, a series of clear footprints appeared on the ground, extending forward and finally stopping in front of an incinerator used for heating.

The footprints were very large, and they didn't look like Sinovi's footprints, but rather the footprints of a tall man.

Feeling something, Yorks stood on tiptoe and walked over the footprints, opened the incinerator, and inside lay a baseball bat that had been burned but not completely destroyed.

Although there were signs of burns, Yorks could clearly see the dark bloodstains on the bat.

Cremation cannot actually erase blood stains.

"Is it such a coincidence?" York didn't know why, but he sighed and closed the door of the incinerator. He did not touch the murder weapon which could be used as evidence to convict Jonathan without going through the important link of the body.

Because he was sure that the blood on the murder weapon was Sinovi's blood, and he was also sure that there must be Jonathan's fingerprints on it, and the size of the footprints must match the size of Jonathan's footprints. All the links and clues combined were enough to convict Jonathan.

York frowned, stepped back into the house, took a last look at the third clue that was placed there, and continued to walk out.

Put the front door back to its original state and then walk towards the car.

York took out his cell phone and prepared to call Gregory who was probably waiting, but at this moment, an incoming call interrupted the process.

It was Ante's phone call.

York thought of Jonathan who was stopped by his patrol colleagues in other districts, and answered the call.

"Hey?"

"Yorks, that man was released." said Ante.

York said: "OK, where are you now?"

Ant: "You want to come see me?"

York leaned against the car and said calmly, "If you don't want to drink coffee, forget it."

Ante said quickly: "75 Condon Street."

Yorks hung up the phone, opened the door and got into the car, called Gregory and told him what happened here.
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At this moment.

Detective Bureau, 4th Squadron Office.

The office was large and filled with desks, but there were only three people inside.

Sheskey and Edna were huddled in front of a computer, watching the camera above, searching for the suspected vehicle that was supposed to have moved the body.

After a night of field visits, the two finally obtained the camera data in the surrounding area and the information of nearby vehicles.

This is because everyone knew that their neighbor, Sinovi, was missing, so they were all quite cooperative.

The last third person was Chris. She was sitting at her own desk, holding documents in one hand and talking to someone on the phone in the other.

Thanks to the help of Sinovi's parents, Chrissy learned a lot about Sinovi, such as that she had an ex-boyfriend Tommy who was suspected of sexual assault.

So the person she was talking to at this time was Tommy.

"In fact, it's not easy to date her. You have to accept her control over everything, including what to eat and what to wear every day. She treats me as her toy.

Damn, she's more controlling than anyone in the world."

The voice from the phone reached Chris's ears. She pursed her lips and looked at the information in her hand, which was about Tommy's sexual assault case.

"So what's the matter with your sexual assault case?"

"I couldn't stand it and wanted to break up with her, but one night, Sinovi came to my house with a bottle of bourbon and a bootleg record of my favorite band.
In less than two minutes she had my pants off and she was on her knees."

Hearing this, Chris interrupted: "Tommy, you don't have to be so specific."

"Sorry, I thought detectives like you would want to hear more details." Tommy's tone was quite resentful. After all, his sexual assault case was also investigated by the Detective Bureau.

"I'm just saying, the process was very rough, and she was the one who strongly requested it."

(End of this chapter)