"Master Dennis excitedly shouted to the master... 'Everyone can see that that woman married you just to seize our family's property. Only you are still kept in the dark. You are already old and confused, and you have been betrayed by her.
Charmed. I won't watch this happen. If you don't want to erase her name from the will, I will find another way!'" Barton imitated the tone of the person involved and repeated, "The young master said
After saying this, the master roared loudly, and then the gunfire rang out. At that time, I was really frightened and almost fell from the tree. Fortunately, I was close to the trunk and hugged him in time.
It slipped. Then...I ran into the house and met everyone in the corridor on the second floor."
This Barton seems to be an honest man, not a wealthy man, but just a bit gossipy. It is natural for servants in wealthy families to be interested in the family scandals of their masters.
Feng Bujue thought that Barton's description might be embellished, but the basic meaning should not be much different. So, Brother Jue asked tentatively: "That is to say... do you think this 'think something else'?"
The way is..." He made a motion of wiping his neck with his hand.
"Well..." Barton nodded with his eyes widened.
"This is a bit arbitrary." Feng Bujue said, "When we were in the foyer earlier, I felt that the relationship between the two was not tense to the point of life and death."
"No... you don't know something, Mr. Feng." Barton leaned forward and said, "I have been a gardener here for eight years, so I know more or less some things..." This guy's gossip
Her soul seemed to be ignited, and she narrated with a serious face: "Mrs. Odetta married Mr. Colston seven years ago. She was only twenty-eight years old at the time, and Mr. Colston was fifty-five years old. This kind of old man
You should also know how outsiders will view the marriage of a young wife..."
"Yes...a pear blossom crushes a begonia." Feng Bujue continued. "It's beautiful..." He looked fascinated.
"Uh...what did you say?" Barton asked confused. It seems that the system's built-in translation function cannot convey Feng Bujue's meaning.
"It's nothing, I just thought of some irrelevant things." Feng Bujue instantly changed his serious expression and brought the topic back: "I think, even if they don't say it on the surface, most people will still think it in their hearts.
…Lady Odetta married Mr. Lovecraft for money.”
"Yes." Barton responded and continued, "So you should be able to guess the reaction of the master's three children when they heard the news."
"Three children?" Feng Bujue asked, "Besides Dennis and Jack, is there another one?"
"Yes, the master also has a daughter, Miss Nancy." Barton added. "Master Dennis and Master Jack are both the children of the first wife, and Miss Nancy was born to the master and the second wife."
"Is Miss Nancy in this villa now?" Feng Bujue asked.
"Not here, but she should be here today." Barton replied, "Actually, only the master and his wife are here usually. The eldest young master and his wife live in the city, Miss Nancy works in Vienna, and the second young master... seems to have nowhere to live.
But at this time of year, they will come back and stay until Thanksgiving before leaving."
"Well..." Feng Bujue quickly sorted out the family's situation in his mind, and then said, "I understand... please continue."
"Okay." Barton continued what he said before. "When the master announced that he was going to marry the young Ms. Odetta, the family naturally thought that this woman was here for the master's property. Of course, Jack at that time
The young master is busy being a rock star, while Miss Nancy is still in college. Although they are quite critical of this matter, it is not completely unacceptable."
"But Dennis's attitude is more intense." Feng Bujue followed the other person's words.
"That's right." Barton said. "I am about the same age as Master Dennis, and I actually understand him quite well. If I also had a rich father and wanted to marry a stepmother who was five or six years younger than me, I would also object.
"
"In short, the conflict between the two of them has been foreshadowed since then, right?" Feng Bujue said.
"Yes, so the relationship between Master Dennis and Lady Odetta has been tense over the years, but they just pretend to be polite on the surface." Barton replied.
"Oh..." Feng Bujue muttered, "I heard... the focus of the problem now seems to be Master Colston's will. Do you know anything about that?"
After hearing this, Barton recalled for a few seconds and said: "Well... it was... the winter three years ago. One afternoon, the master suddenly suffered a stroke in the study. Although he was finally out of danger, in the days to come,
He had to live with a cane. This was undoubtedly a heavy blow to the always healthy man. After that, his physical condition became worse and worse. A few months later, he found a lawyer.
Made a will..."
Feng Bujue interrupted: "Could it be that... Madam asked him to set it up?"
"Uh... I don't know about that." Barton said, "But Master Dennis seems to think so, and he argued with him many times about the will. I remember one time they had a very fierce argument, and the whole house was
Everyone heard the young master shouting in the room, 'That woman is a witch! She should be tied to the stake and burned to death!'"
"Well..." Feng Bujue thought for a moment and then said, "Then...why...you...have to tell me these things?"
"Because I really don't know who to turn to for help, Mr. Feng." Barton said with a sad look on his face, "The shooting by the master today really scared me, and the words of Master Dennis... I think something will definitely happen if this continues.
Yes. The master and his wife are usually very kind to me, but I don’t want to see any of them encounter any accident or do something harmful to human life." He paused, "I have seen it in the corridor before, you
You look extremely calm when facing emergencies. I can see from your eyes that you are a great person. That’s why I’m telling you this. I think maybe you can talk to the master or the young master.
, persuade them not to do stupid things."
When Feng Bujue heard this, his expression remained calm. He was silent for a while, and then he said: "In the final analysis, I am just a passerby who encountered a car accident in the mountains. Their Lovecraft family's family affairs,
I am not qualified to point fingers."
Barton lowered his head, showing a disappointed expression.
Feng Bujue continued: "It seems to me that you are a little nervous, Mr. Barton. Everyone will say a few angry words...especially when they are out of control." He spread his hands, "What witch?
Burning at the stake is obviously a metaphor. The phrase 'find another way' may refer to... resorting to litigation or something like that." He stood up, stepped forward and patted Barton on the shoulder, "Don't worry, Mr. Barton.
, nothing will happen..."
"Ah——" A woman's scream suddenly sounded, interrupting Feng Bujue's words.
The system voice followed closely: [The current task has been completed, the main task has been updated]
In the menu, the item [Stay in the villa and wait for the case to happen] has been checked off, and a new task appears: [Inspect the scene of the crime and wait for the police to arrive] (To be continued)
