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She learned a remarkable fact from Dr. Graham. Her wallet contained all sorts of pictures: one of a polo player

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She learned a remarkable fact from Dr. Graham. Her wallet contained all sorts of pictures: one of a polo player, one of a tiger trampled to death. There are also one or two photos of the same nature. So what is Major Belgrave doing with these photos on his person? Miss Marple saw from her long experience of knowing several commanders, brigadiers, and majors, apparently because he had some anecdotes that he liked to tell others. "Once, when I was hunting tigers in India, a very strange thing happened.." Or we can talk about him playing polo like a family treasure. So, isn't it possible that the murderer he said might have killed someone could have taken a picture out of his wallet to prove it? It was in this way that he chatted with her, and they talked about the murder. To make the story more interesting, he must have taken out the picture as usual and said, "I can't see that this guy is a murderer, can I?" The thing is that he has become a habit. This murder is one of his best anecdotes. The major's chatterbox will not be stopped at the mere mention of murder. Miss Marple thought to herself,Stainless Steel Toilet China, "If this is the job.". He may have told this story to other guests here. Maybe it's more than one person. So, can't she ask that person about the rest of the story, or even what the person in the picture looks like? She nodded with satisfaction. That's a start. Of course, she already had what she called "four suspects" in her heart. However, since Major Belgrave was talking about a man,Urinal Manual Flush Valve, there were only two. Colonel Hillingdon and Mr. Dyson were very unlike murderers; yet murderers often did not look like murderers. Could there be someone else? When she looked back, she didn't see anyone else. Yes, there is a wooden house over there. The wooden house where Mr. Reifel lives. Could someone have come out of the wooden room and gone back in before she turned her head? In that case, there is only the footman who takes care of him. What's his last name? Oh, that's right. Jaxson. Could it be Jaxson? Coming out of the room? That's the same pose as the man in the picture. A man came out of the door. He probably recognized it all at once. Until that moment, Major Belgrave wasn't going to be on Arthur Jaxson. A footman. Take a second look. His rolling, inquisitive eyes were nothing short of a snob Arthur. Jaxson is not a man of his place. Major Belgrave wouldn't look twice at him. 。 Perhaps, until, with the photograph in his hand, Flush Retrofit Kit ,push button toilet flush valve, he glanced over Miss Marple's right shoulder and saw a man coming out of the door? Miss Marple turned her head on the pillow. Plan for tomorrow # 8212; # 8212; Today To further investigate the couple of Hillingdon and Dyson. And the footman who looked after the old gentleman, Arthur Jaxson. 。 Dr. Graham woke up early, too. Usually, he rolls over and falls asleep again. But today, my mind is a little restless, and I can't sleep. It's been a long time since this kind of restlessness made it hard to fall asleep again. What is it that makes him so anxious? He can't figure it out. He had to lie still and think. Is about # 8212; # 8212; That's right. About Major Belgrave. About Major Belgrave. The death of Major Belgrave? But he couldn't figure it out. What was there to worry him about. Did the old lady who talks like a bird say something? It's so charming that she can't get her picture back. Fortunately, she was quite open-minded, so what did she say, what was it that made him feel so uneasy? Besides, there's nothing special about the major's death. Not at all, at least he thought not at all. Clearly, in the light of the major's health, think about it. He stopped. Does he really know a lot about Major Belgrave's health? Everyone said that he had high blood pressure. But he himself had never spoken to the major. In fact, he rarely talked to Major Belgrave at all. Belgrave was a tiresome old man. He had always avoided tiresome old men. How could he have the idea that there might be something wrong with such a thing? Is it because of the old woman? But she didn't say anything at all. Anyway, it's none of his business. And the local authorities think it's okay. And the bottle of tranquillizers, and the old man must have been talking about his high blood pressure. Dr. Graham rolled over in bed and soon fell asleep. Outside the hotel courtyard, in a row of cabins near a stream, Victoria Johnson, a black maid, rolled over. He sat up in bed. The St. Annory girl was a beautiful thing, with a shiny body like a piece of black marble, which sculptors love to put away. She ran her fingers through her thick, curly hair, and pushed her hands against the ribs of her bedside. Wake up, man. The man turned around with a gurgle in his mouth. What are you doing? It's still dark. Wake up, dead man. I want to talk to you. The man sat up, stretched, and opened his broad mouth with neat white teeth. Is there something on your mind, woman? The dead major. I don't think it's right. Something's wrong. Why do you bother him? He's old. Died Listen to me,Stainless Steel Toilet Bowl, man. It's those pills. The doctor asked me about my pills. What happened to the pills? He probably ate too much. No, not that one. Listen to me. She leaned close to him and talked for a long time. He yawned and lay down again. No, what are you talking about? 。 cnkexin.com

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