In this chapter, Schofield’s Schofield thinks in his mind,
"It was one autumn..." Feng Bujue began to narrate.
"As in previous years, you returned to Assali from Vienna and went to your father's villa to spend Thanksgiving." Feng Bujue raised his head inexplicably and chanted, "The autumn mood is deep in the mountains, red maples are like fire, and the fragrance in the air is...
A hint of coolness makes people want to put on a pair of long johns.”
"You were driving on the deserted road, and under the influence of the scenery in front of you, you suddenly thought... Why don't I kill my eldest brother." Feng Bujue continued.
"Mr. Feng, if you want to make me laugh in this way..." Nancy interrupted, "I can tell you clearly that this is not a good idea."
Feng Bujue ignored the other party and went on to write: "As the daughter of Mr. Colston's second wife, your status in this family is a bit inferior. Your father has been ill in recent years.
, getting worse and worse, forcing you to consider your own way out after his death..."
"You have been a good girl in the eyes of your family since you were a child. You have followed your father's will and walked on the life path he has arranged for you." Feng Bujue was very imaginative. In front of the person involved, he observed the words and expressions while insisting on telling the story.
Editor: "Since elementary school, you have excelled in studies, have an upright character, are versatile, and well-educated. You are like the legendary 'other people's child'.
At the age of eighteen, you entered a prestigious music school in Vienna for further studies and stayed as a teacher after graduation.
In the eyes of others, your life is simply perfect. You have a privileged background, outstanding appearance, good character, a stable job, a good income, and a high social status.
This kind of life is undoubtedly what every girl yearns for, but...what do you think about it?"
"Your education, job, and even interests... these are not your own choices, but your father's wishes." Feng Bujue said, "Maybe you don't want that perfection, because 'perfection' makes you lose it.
A lot." He paused, "Just give me an example, for example... you are almost twenty-eight, and you haven't gotten married yet." He spread his hands, shook his head and said, "Like you
Such a lady is still unmarried, and the reason I can think of is... outstanding men find you unattainable and are intimidated, while some men who don't know their own abilities and only show off their appearance make you hate them."
"In short... I'm afraid your inner world is not as happy and worry-free as others seem." Feng Bujue said, "No matter how perfect you are, you don't get as much attention as your two brothers.
." He said in a mocking tone, "You are like a dog. If your master asks you to sit down, you sit down; if your master asks you to pretend to be dead, you will pretend to be dead; if your master asks you to roll, you will roll... You stick out your tongue.
, wagging the tail, making yourself perfect. You are not doing it for the bite or two of dog food, but for the attention and recognition of the owner."
"But the reality is very cruel. Children born by the stepmother are born by the stepmother." Feng Bujue continued, "Colston's attitude towards marriage can also be seen from Colston's attitude towards women. After all, he values his two sons more.
, even for the second son who failed to live up to expectations, didn't he grit his teeth and support him for nearly ten years?" His face darkened, "So... you hate your father, and this emotion quickly makes you angry.
As for Dennis and Jack, these two guys are just your half-brothers anyway..."
"The idea of 'if my father dies, he will definitely leave his inheritance to Dennis' is reasonable and reasonable in my opinion." Feng Bujue said, "The spiritual factor is jealousy, and the material factor is inheritance. There are these two points.
, you will have enough motivation to take action."
"Today, you didn't come as late as it seemed. In fact, you arrived long ago and you were the first one to arrive!" Feng Bujue said, "As early as this morning, you hid your car a few miles away from the villa.
In the woods, he then walked quietly to the villa with the murder weapon - a piano string and wearing gloves." He described it vividly, as if he had seen it with his own eyes, "Anyway, the murder weapon is easy to hide, even if you are committing murder.
It doesn't matter if I was bumped into by someone in the villa before. I just said that the car broke down in the woods and I could only walk back and get over it." He changed the topic and said, "You have the key to the villa's door. Sneak in.
It’s not difficult. Things went smoothly and no one noticed that you had sneaked into the villa. So, you hid and waited. In the afternoon, Dennis and Jack came, and then there was a shooting incident.
As you observe everything, you feel...the time is ripe.
If you start today, not only can you get rid of Dennis, but you may also be able to get Jack to take the blame for you. Let your father watch his two sons die one after another, and finally hand over his life legacy to you, the real prisoner who has been ignored by him for many years. This can be said to be the most powerful thing.
The perfect revenge.
Not long after, you took advantage of Dennis's opportunity to be alone, knocked on the door directly, and entered his room. When he heard your voice, he naturally didn't take precautions and must have thought that you had just arrived at the villa and came to chat with him.
Then, you killed him, arranged the room into a secret room, and escaped through the window.
After the murder, you returned to where the car was hidden, disposed of the murder weapon and gloves, adjusted your mood, and thought about how you should react when facing the police... After a considerable period of time, you came.
Chi, you put on a good show in front of us."
Schofield himself was deceived.
"Huh..." Nancy sighed deeply when she heard this, and said to Brother Jue, "You are really unqualified to be a detective. I think you should write novels."
"Hehehehe..." Feng Bujue touched the back of his head with one hand and showed a proud and silly smile. His virtue... was just short of saying "I'm not that good".
Although the personalities are quite different, in terms of ability...Nancy is the one closest to her father among the three children. She is a very smart woman and will not be easily frightened when things happen. When facing Feng Bujue,
When the absurd accusation was made, she did not panic like Carol, nor did she get angry like Jack. Nancy, like her father, used facts and logic to refute.
"My flight is delayed. You can go to the airline to check what time my flight arrives at the airport." Nancy said, "In addition, the car I drove here is rented. I think there are many places to rent cars.
The witness remembers my appearance, as well as the time I showed up and left." She paused, "If you're not too bad at math, you should be able to calculate... how long it took me to arrive here from where I rented the car."
Feng Bujue put on a confused look again, like a villain who was about to be killed, and stammered: "What...what..."
