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"I think we’ve seen all that we need, Miss Yu."
    "I’m glad to hear that," said Miss Yu, folding her arms.   "I really do have to get to work."
    "There is just one more thing," said the inspector. He lowered his chin and looked at her over the top of his spectacles. "I am arresting you for the murder of Mrs. Celia Wong."
    Miss Yu’s jaw dropped, and Sergeant Lee looked equally astonished.
    They drove Miss Yu to CID headquarters at New Bridge Road, processed her, and then drove out to the airport where they met up with two uniformed policemen.
    They found Mr. Wong sitting at a computer in the baggage handling control room, sitting at a computer terminal. He saw them walk into the room and got up from his seat. "What’s wrong?" he asked.
    "We’re here to arrest you for the murder of your wife," said Inspector Zhang.
    "Nonsense," said Mr. Wong. "I was at home when she died."
    "No, you were at home when she fell from the roof," said Inspector Zhang. "Your mistress Shirley Yu pushed her off the roof after first standing on the edge and pretending to be her. She wore a similar Karen Millen dress and at that distance no one could see her face. Then she pushed your wife’s body off. But you were in Miss Yu’s apartment earlier. And that is where you killed your wife. You drowned her in the bath."
    "Sheer fantasy," said Mr. Wong.
    "I’m afraid we have Miss Yu in custody already, and she has told us everything."
    Mr. Wong’s shoulders slumped. His legs started to shake and he sat down heavily. "It was an accident," he said. "I didn’t mean to kill her."
    "Your wife found out that you were having an affair?" said Inspector Zhang.
    "She must have done. She must have found the key and copied it, and then followed me to the apartment."
    "And she used the key to let herself in?"
    Wong nodded. "Shirley and I were in the bath. Together. Celia burst in with a knife."
    "She was angry?"
    Wong laughed sharply. "She was like a woman possessed. I’d never seen her so angry. She came at Shirley with the knife, trying to stab her. I tried to take the knife from her and she cut me." He held up his hand. "The blood just seemed to make her crazier. She kept trying to stab me, saying that I’d ruined her life and that she was going to kill me."
    "So you pushed her under the water?"
    Wong shook his head. "I didn’t mean to kill her, but it was the only way I could stop her. She fell into the bath and I knelt on her and tried to pull the knife away but she kept struggling. Then suddenly she went still."
    "And Miss Yu, what was she doing while this was going on?"
    "She was hysterical," said Wong. She was sitting on the floor, crying and shaking. It wasn’t her fault, inspector. Shirley didn’t do anything wrong."
    "She covered up a murder, Mr. Wong," said Inspector Zhang quietly.
    "We had no choice," said Mr. Wong.
    "And the key? The key that your wife used to let herself into the apartment. You took it?"
    "She must have been planning it for ages because she had made a copy of the key I used. And last night I couldn’t find my keycard to get into the building. Celia had taken it. She followed me to the building and then used the keycard to get in and the key to get into the apartment."
    "And after she was dead, you took the key and the keycard?"
    "I knew that if you found them you would find the apartment," said Mr. Wong. "I didn’t mean to kill her, Inspector Zhang."
    "But you did," said Sergeant Lee.
    "It was an accident," said Mr. Wong.
    "But throwing her off the building wasn’t," said Inspector Zhang. "That was quite deliberate."
    "I had to give myself an alibi," said Mr. Wong. He put his head in his hands. "I didn’t want to do it, and neither did Shirley. But we knew that if my wife’s body was found then I’d be the obvious suspect." He looked up at the inspector. "It’s true, isn’t it? Most murders are committed by family members?"
    "Or work colleagues. Or neighbours. Yes, that is true. It is very rare for someone to be