"What...are you talking about..." Mrs. Carol seemed to have understood. She looked at Barton with shock on her face, "Is it you? Mr. Barton, you killed Dennis? Why? Why!"
She said and was about to rush forward.
Dr. Powell, who was closest to her, hurried up and stopped her, "Don't go there, Carol, that's a murderer."
"Huh... why..." Barton raised his eyes, looked at Carol with a compassionate look and said, "Pathetic woman... In every sense, you deserve sympathy... Maybe after you understand the truth
, you will come to thank me instead..."
"Mr. Feng, can you explain what is going on?" asked Miss Nancy, who was kneeling next to her father.
"It's a long story~" Feng Bujue seemed to be ready to tell a story, "First of all, let me introduce you to Mr. Barton in front of you..." He put down the knife and fork in his hand and wiped it.
He opened his mouth and pointed, "He is the eldest son of Mr. Colston Lovecraft."
Except for Feng Bujue and Detective Scofield, everyone else in the room looked surprised. Although Feng Bujue had already said the name "John Lovecraft" just now, when he officially revealed the name
When he revealed his identity, it still surprised everyone.
"Stop talking!" Colston shouted while sitting on the ground, "I plead guilty! I killed Dennis! Arrest me quickly! Officer! I plead guilty!"
"This is not a medieval religious court, Mr. Lovecraft." Feng Bujue said coldly, "This is a country with a sound legal system, and conviction requires evidence." He shrugged, "Even the Mafia,
Before looking for someone to accuse you or committing perjury, you should first seek the advice of a lawyer before taking any action."
He looked down at the old man who was on the verge of despair with his decadent eyes, "Huh... do you think... your behavior at this moment is very noble and great? In my opinion, even if you really take the blame on yourself,
It’s not like someone else has suffered it. The situation you’re in today is entirely your own fault.”
"Don't go too far!" Jack couldn't stand it anymore. He already understood the implication of Feng Bujue's words and said loudly, "You want to say that Barton is my father's illegitimate son? So what?"
It’s not my father who killed the person! He just lost one son, and now he’s about to lose another. It’s only human to react like this, so can’t you be kind?”
"Ha!" Feng Bujue laughed. "Are you sure that Dennis is your brother?" He paused and suddenly turned to Butler Henderson, "Or...are you sure that Dennis is Lovecraft?"
My son?"
As soon as he said this, everyone in the room turned to look at Henderson. The butler's face was pale, and his whole body was trembling. Even though he was sitting on a chair, he felt like he was crumbling.
As an outsider, Schofield couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "The world is so chaotic..."
"I don't know how much you know about genetics, but I think Dr. Powell should know some." Feng Bujue said as he took out two photos from the paper bag, "These two photos are from me.
Found it in the safe in Colston's room."
"Uh..." Officer Dumpdy couldn't help it anymore and interrupted, "I said...Mr. Feng, the door to the room may not be locked, which I can understand; but how did you open the safe..."
of?"
"Oh, that box uses a mechanical lock. I can do it with a stethoscope." Feng Bujue replied casually.
"Hey...wait a minute. Stethoscope..." The corners of Powell's mouth twitched, and he had an ominous premonition in his heart, "You..."
"That's right. I came from your room." Feng Bujue said with a smile, "Doctor, your reasoning ability is not bad."
"It's really unfair of you not to be a gangster because of your ability..." Powell muttered depressedly.
"Okay, let's get back to the photo issue." Feng Bujue raised the photo in his hand and showed it in front of everyone, "These two photos are a group photo of Colston and his two wives respectively.
." He paused, "We can see that one of his first two wives had red hair and the other had black hair." He turned the photo over and put it in front of his eyes, "I have to say, you
Life is always accompanied by beauty, Mr. Lovecraft. Unfortunately, the women who marry you are all beautiful and unlucky, and die young." He paused for a second, raised his head and said to Lady Odetta, "
Don't worry, ma'am, I just said it casually."
Feng Bujue turned his attention to Jack and Nancy again, and said: "Master Jack and Miss Nancy, both have blond hair, the same as their father when he was young." He pointed to the woman in the first photo.
"Taking into account the possibility of recessive genes, how likely is it that the child of Colston and his first wife will have brown hair?" He licked his lips, "If the hair color is not enough to explain the problem, then
Combined with the dominant genetic factors such as double eyelids and chin groove... Who does Dennis look like?" He turned his head, looked at the housekeeper and said, "Mr. Henderson, although your hair has turned gray, I can tell from your appearance that
Judging from your eye color, cheekbones and other features, you seem to have some Latino or Germanic characteristics..."
"Yes, Dennis... is my son, my first wife and I..." Henderson interrupted Brother Jue, but failed to finish a complete sentence. Halfway through, he gritted his teeth and said,
Lowered his head.
"Henderson! You..." Jack had a good relationship with the housekeeper since he was a child, but he never expected that this man had an affair with his mother.
"It's really a fun scene to watch, isn't it? Haha..." Feng Bujue was the only person in the room who could still laugh. "A suave rich man has a wife at home, but he still has an affair outside, and even
He had a child with his lover first." He put the photo back into the paper bag, "So his legal wife used similar means to retaliate against her husband."
Brother Jue said, stood up, and walked around in the spacious restaurant. He probably regarded this as a walk after dinner, "And the foreshadowing of all tragedies was laid forty years ago.
"He reached out and motioned to a chair next to him, "You'd better help Mr. Lovecraft to the chair. You can't sit on the ground with him and listen to what I have to say."
Odetta, Jack and Nancy had fallen into a state of confusion. They had not yet recovered from the shock, so they just followed Feng Bujue's suggestion.
After a while, when Colston sat down again, Feng Bujue took out a few more fax papers from the paper bag, held it in his hand and read: "Now that we have figured out the relationship between these people, the next explanation will be simple.
Well, let’s start with Mr. Button...” (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
