Luke nodded, "I understand, you are a married couple, and suddenly encountering such an incident, your mind is likely to be confused for a while.

So, I want to ask you a few questions, you just need to answer them."

"No problem."

"First, I hope you can describe your schedule on September 14th in detail, from midnight to 24:00."

"Are you suspecting me?"

"It's just a routine inquiry."

"You don't have to lie to me, I know what's going on.

There are many similar plots on TV, where the wife is murdered and the husband is often the prime suspect.

I can't believe that I am being treated as a murderer."

Jackson said, "Since you have seen similar TV dramas, you should understand that it is best to cooperate with the police investigation at this time. If you clarify the situation, the police will eliminate your suspicion. They will focus more on the investigation; otherwise, it will only increase the police's focus on you."

"I am thinking. Give me a moment. Can I smoke?"

"No, this is still the crime scene. Smoking here is just asking for trouble."

Helson Swiney put a cigarette in his mouth, thought for a while, and holding the cigarette in his right hand, said, "In the early morning of September 14th, I was resting at home. I got up around seven in the morning, had breakfast, went to work—I work at the Novinsky Pier Freight Company and stayed there all day.

I got off work at five-thirty, then went to the bar to drink, and roughly around nine in the evening, I went home, washed up, and went to sleep."

"Where were you between 10:30 pm on September 15th and midnight?"

"At home sleeping."

"Can anyone verify that?"

"As you said, although we are separated, we have not divorced yet ... I'm not that kind of playboy. I have my own boundaries, living alone."

Luke noted in his notebook, his alibi wasn't very solid, but it also wasn't too problematic.

"When was the last time you came here?"

"Early September. I drove over to deliver some items. She asked me to put the things in the yard and didn't let me in.

Since then, I knew we were completely done, and there was no chance of getting back together."

"What do you think about Gelina being murdered?"

Helson Swiney said, "Shocked.

Although she was difficult and had a bit of a temper, she didn't have any deep enemies with anyone.

I can't think of who would kill her, and to do so brutally by cutting off her head is just sick.

I never want to come to this place again.

I guess even the landlord might have the intention to kill me."

"Did Gelina associate with anyone dangerous?"

"I don't know, and even if she did, she wouldn't tell me."

"What exactly was the reason for your breakup?"

"Personality clash."

"Was there a third party involved?"

"Uh, it's come to that.

Honestly, I don't really want to talk about this. It's not something glorious, even if the two of us were to divorce, I wouldn't want to make it too ugly.

She had an affair."

Here it came, Luke flipped open his notebook, "Do you know the person she had an affair with?"

"Victor."

"Full name."

"I don't know."

"Have you met him?"

"Yes, I've seen them together shopping, a white guy around thirty years old, very fashionable—I can't understand why she would be interested in him."

"Can you find Victor?"

"No."

Luke said, "You saw your wife shopping with another man and you did nothing at the time?"

"I'm not a coward, of course, I did.

I went over and asked about their relationship, and Gelina said that Victor was her hairstylist.

A hairstylist my ass; I've never heard of hairstylists going shopping with clients."

"Did you hit him?"

Helson Swiney pursed his lips, "No."

"Since you suspected your wife of cheating, and the third party was right in front of you, why didn't you?"

"I don't know, maybe…I was already disheartened. Don't tell anyone else; I don't want to be seen as a coward."

"Do you know which hair salon Victor works at?"

"I don't know."

Luke closed his notebook and shook hands with the other party, "Thank you for your cooperation. We will notify you when there are any results on the case."

"Thank you, can I leave now?"

"Of course, but it's better not to leave Los Angeles. We might still need your help."

"I have nowhere else to go." Helson Swiney waved his hand and got into the car.

Through taking a statement from Helson Swiney, Luke didn't find any clear signs of lying.

"Jackson, go inside the house and look for a membership card from a hair salon."

"Yes, sir."

...

Eustace's Hair Salon.

This is a hair salon located in a busy area, with two floors offering free drinks and snacks, and disposable towels at no charge. The service fees of the hairstylists range from 50 to 300 US dollars per hour.

A black sedan stopped outside the salon, and Luke and Jackson got out of the car.

Luke looked at the membership card in his hand, "Right, this is the place."

Jackson came over, looking at the hair salon and said, "I really like the style of this hair salon. This hair salon has good online reviews."

The two walked into the shop one after the other, and a young waiter in a vest came over, "Gentlemen, do you have an appointment?"

Luke waved the membership card, "I'm looking for Victor."

"Victor, your appointment is here." The waiter called out and led Luke inside.

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