"Dibdin, Michael - Aurelio Zen 02 - Vendetta UC - part 02" - читать интересную книгу автора (Dibdin Michael)

loni was brought to trial -- in a few weeks, perhaps -- all this
would very rapidly change, but until then no one could
know the extent or gravity of the evidence against him.
Thus all Zen needed to do was to plead ignorance.
'As already stressed, the details for the case remain sub
judice,' Zen concluded, 'but the fact that the charge is one
of conspiracy to murder indicates that another person or
persons are thought to be implicated. This might indeed
have been inferred from the fact that Dottor Vianello's
pistol shot apparently wounded the assassin, probably in
the leg, while a medical examination of the accused
revealed no recent lesions. 1n this hypothesis, Renato
Favelloni would have removed the remote-control devicc
from the villa and passed it on to an accomplice, probabl~-
a professional gunman, who used it to enter Villa Burol~>
and leave again, having carried out the murders. One
would of course expect a professional killer to use his ow;-
weapon, probably with a silencer. It can be argued that
this anomaly merely strengthens the case against Favel-
loni, indicating that an attempt was made to disguise the
fact that the crime was a premeditated conspiracy against
the life of Oscar Burolo.'
Zen knocked the pages into order and read through
what he had written, making a few corrections here and
there. Then he put the report into a cardboard folder and
carried it through the gap in the screens separating his
work area from that of Carlo Romizi.
'How's it going'?' he remarked.
Romizi looked up from the railway timetable he ha
been studying.
'Bid you know that there's a train listed in here tha'
doesn't exist?'
In every organization there is at least one person of
whom all his colleagues think, 'How on earth did he get
the job ?' In Criminalpol, that person was Carlo Romizi, an
Umbrian with a face like the man in the moon. Even after
sume gruelling tour of duty, Romizi always looked as fresh
as a new-laid egg, and his expression of childlike astonish-
ment never varied.
'No, I didn't know that,' Zen replied.
'De Angelis just told me.'
'Which one is it?'
'That's the whole point! They don't say. Every year they
invent a train which just goes from one bit of the timetable
to another. Each individual bit looks all right, but if you put
it all together you discover that the train just goes round
and round in circles, never getting anywhere. Apparently it
started one year when they made a mistake. Now they do it
on purpose, as a sort of joke. I haven't found it yet, but it
must be here. De Angelis told me about it.'