Chapter 1936 U transcends major events (twenty-seven).
Isabel, who had always been expressionless, finally showed a smile where Hancock couldn't see her.
She remembered what happened after yesterday's dinner.
Isabel, who was sent back to her bedroom, stood by the window and looked at the scene in the garden. She saw her brother Henry running into the bell tower, and she had just learned from the housekeeper who approved of her learning to paint that the bell tower had once been
There is a studio.
Mr. Plohi was a slightly famous painter when he was young. He escaped from the disaster of the Plohi family's self-immolation by going out to sketch and paint. His painting skills were very superb. When he first came to the Nehlet family, he was not regarded as a child.
When he was a madman, he opened a small studio in the bell tower.
But then Owen fell ill, Isabel was suspected of being possessed by the devil, the youngest daughter Sherlock had a congenital heart disease, Mrs. Nehlet was stimulated and went crazy, and Mr. Prosh often went to the hospital because he wanted to investigate the murderer.
He made extraordinary moves in the manor and his reputation became worse and worse, so he gradually lost interest in painting.
The old housekeeper of the Nehlet family seemed very happy that she could go painting, so he told Isabel these old secrets. He may have thought that Isabel was still young and could not understand or remember these things, so he did not tell her.
concealed.
But besides Isabel, there was also Henry in the audience. He followed Isabel like a gangrene, surrounded her, and took away everything from her.
But this time, Isabel deliberately let it go. She knew that Henry would rush in. No matter what Isabel had or what she was going to have, Henry would definitely take it away.
Isabel knew the reason. Henry was not of the Nehlet family at all, but he felt that he should have been.
As expected, Henry rushed into the studio, and Isabel knew that this little devil would not learn anything at all. He would only want to steal ready-made paintings. She saw Henry steal a painting and presented it to Dr. Schiller. Unfortunately, Schiller
Dr. Le exposed him.
Isabel knew she had to act quickly, because when Henry was angry, he would always take it out on her, push her to the ground, leaving her with various bruises on her body, and she had to lie in bed to recuperate, everything
can not do this.
While Henry was so angry that he went crazy and just destroyed the painting, Isabel sneaked into the bell tower. She did not paint or look at any paintings. Instead, she went straight to the tool box and found a sharpened knife.
A pencil that has not been used yet.
Then she deliberately stood next to the window, letting Henry see her figure. Henry, who was so angry that he went crazy, would only think that Isabel was going to paint and have something, and he had to stop and snatch it away immediately.
So the boy rushed into the studio with anger, wanting to give Isabel some color as usual.
As usual, Isabel was punched to the ground by the crazy Henry, but this time she grabbed Henry's arm before falling and took him to the ground together.
Isabel quickly got up and pushed the easel next to her, causing the easel to fall on Henry's body. When Henry's sight was blocked and something was still pressed on his body, Isabel tightened her pencil and stabbed Henry's heart.
Isabel quickly pulled out the pencil. After Henry struggled for a while, he lost his breath. Isabel removed the easel that was pressing on him and dragged his body towards the window.
"Do you want to throw him down?" A voice came from outside the studio door.
Isabel looked up and saw a tall black figure appearing outside the door. She clenched her pencil tightly and stared at the figure, and then discovered that it was Dr. Schiller who came out of the darkness.
Isabel seemed to be relieved, her face turned pale, tears welled up from her eyes, Schiller walked to her and squatted down, reaching out to wipe away Isabel's tears.
But just when Isabel wanted to throw herself into his arms, Schiller gently pushed her away and said: "It's useless to me to repeat the same tricks. Miss, you still have a murder weapon in your hand.
"
Schiller lowered his eyes and continued to wipe the tears on Isabel's face with his hands and said: "Next time, remember to choke twice when you shed tears, otherwise it will be too fake."
Isabel opened her eyes slightly, took two steps back, and still stared at Schiller with that focused gaze.
"You want to pretend that it was me who killed Henry, or you want to gain sympathy so that I can admit it myself, miss. This kind of manipulation technique is not very clever."
Isabel pursed her lips and said nothing.
"You actually know what your father and uncle are doing. You saw what they did to Owen, you didn't stop it, you didn't tell anyone, and now you are helping them."
"I'm not helping them." Isabel's voice was a little hoarse when she said, "I'm protecting myself!"
"Do you think pretending to be possessed by a demon will prevent them from attacking you? That's a bit too naive, Miss." Schiller sighed and continued: "The reason why you are not treated like an eldest son is because they
Take care of your mother, lest she shout out."
Speaking of her mother, Isabel lowered her eyes, clenched her pencil and said, "She also knew what they were doing. She told her family, and they all died. She is a stupid woman."
"It was Hancock who instigated your father, right?" Schiller reached out and touched Isabel's head, and said: "One day he appeared as someone your father trusted and admired, and he treated your father's eldest son Owen
Shows appreciation.”
"And he sent him there." Isabel's arms trembled a little as she said, "I saw some horrific scars on his body, and then suddenly one day, I heard that sound in my father's room. I knew he
Bewitched."
"You also know you are next."
Isabel looked up at Schiller, and Schiller looked at her and said, "Henry is Hancock's child, right? He is a born bad guy, just like his father."
"I don't know, it was just a baby that my mother picked up on a rainy night. No one knows who his father is." Isabel said aside, "But one day he overheard my parents' conversation and knew that he was not
biological child, and then he started getting worse and worse."
"Then Hancock is most likely attracted by him." Schiller nodded and said: "He tried to find his biological father. The father and son wanted to use the Nihlet family as a hunting ground."
"And my father is stupid, greedy and short-sighted." Isabel gritted her teeth and said: "He was worried that his biological son would go to hell if he raped him, so he believed in the cult's saying that as long as he dedicated enough souls to the devil, he would
You won’t be punished.”
"So under the bewitchment of that cultist, he sent someone to light a fire at his wife's natal house and burned them all to death. Then this time he wanted to kill you all again. He would not do it."
"One more question, miss, you should have a helper, right?" Schiller asked, looking into Isabel's eyes.
Isabel looked back at Schiller, then withdrew her gaze and said, "I misjudged the person. You are not a good gentleman at all. I can't hide anything from you."
"what is her name?"
"Sherlock, she is my little sister. She suffers from congenital heart disease, but she actually had an operation when she was a child. She just didn't recover well, but she can move freely."
"She helped you put the allergens into the holy water?"
Isabel glanced at Schiller in surprise, but nodded and said, "Yes, as long as I react to the holy water, it means there is really a demon in my body, so maybe they won't dare to attack me."
"Smart girl." Schiller praised.
"But you ruined everything." Isabel stared at Schiller bitterly and said, "Even if you later tell me where there is a weapon that can be used, I will not forgive you."
"You don't need me to tell you, you will always find it. I have already told you that you are very talented in painting."
Schiele looked down at Henry's body and said, "Now let's think about how to create your first painting. Are you going to just throw him out of the window?"
Isabel was about to give a positive answer, but for some reason she didn't say it, and Schiller spoke her heart.
"Does this really repay him for what he did to you and the Nehlet family?"
"He...he once wanted to imitate that man and treat Sherlock..." Isabel took a deep breath. Obviously she was not completely unstimulated, but she still said with some trembling: "He told Hancock that he could
Sherlock deceived him."
"Then why didn't he do it?"
"Sherlock has a heart disease. She is likely to die. Before we are prepared, the police will definitely come to the manor to investigate. Hancock is wanted and dare not see the police for fear that Mrs. Nihilet will make the matter worse, but
I know they will sooner or later."
Isabel looked at Henry's body, the anger in her eyes getting stronger and stronger, and the fingertips of her pen holding the pen were almost dug into her flesh.
"Want to get some inspiration?" Schiller suddenly said with a smile: "Since you have no experience, miss, I can give you some suggestions, but you still have to answer my last question."
"What is it?"
"I was traveling with a female agent from the FBI. Who secretly let her in?"
Isabel looked a little surprised. She looked at Schiller and said, "You mean that woman named Natasha is an FBI agent?! She is in the manor now???"
Schiller nodded. It took Isabel a while to digest this shocking fact. Then she frowned and said, "I don't know. The whole manor is full of idiots. I don't think anyone..."
Isabel seemed to have suddenly thought of something. She looked at Schiller and said: "If there is someone who knows all the secrets of the Nehret family, but has a clear conscience and is smart enough, then only the old Mr. Nehret left behind before his death."
My old butler."
Schiller recalled the old housekeeper who came to greet them before. He was indeed an old man who looked very mature, steady and wise. If anyone could calmly release a crocodile into the quagmire, then he would be the only one.
Already.
"What inspiration are you talking about?" Isabel asked.
Schiller reached out and touched her head again, pulled her closer, and said: "Do you know where a person's remaining hope comes from when he is certain to die?"
Isabel shook her head.
"It is the offspring. Before they die, they will place all their hopes on their offspring. He will think, 'At least my son will have a bright future.'"
As if she understood something, Isabel lowered her head and looked at Henry, and Schiller patted her shoulder and said, "Go find your little sister, and you should stand there and watch this drama."
Isabel, who was standing in the hall, retracted her thoughts. She saw Hancock, who was lying on the ground with more air coming out and less air coming in. The moment he saw Henry's body, his face turned ashen.
At this moment, Isabel felt relaxed all over her body, but soon her eyes fell on the body of the old housekeeper next to her, and she clenched her fists angrily again.
In this dark manor, the only person willing to take care of her was the old housekeeper, and now he is dead.
"Want to know who killed him?"
Isabel looked up and found that Schiller was standing beside her again, and the servants next to her had already gone busy due to the complicated situation.
Isabel looked at the body again and nodded vigorously, while Schiller knelt down and said to her: "I will tell you a name, and you don't refute it. Let's make a deal, and someone will avenge you soon."
The chaos ended very quickly. Batman repaired the phone line and the police station sent a helicopter to handle such a major case.
The bodies should be collected and the arrests should be made, as if the matter had just passed.
Just after the chaos ended, the servants led the guests to leave. The black male servant walked to Schiller and asked if they still wanted to leave together. Schiller nodded and followed the male servant, while Batman and Na
Tasha and the others followed.
Regardless of whether the murderer is Hancock or Nehlet, everything is over, but Batman, walking in the dim corridor of the manor, has been thinking, what is the special ability of this murderer?
He originally thought that Hancock would jump over the wall to show off his special abilities, but until he was taken away by the police, he had no reaction.
Suddenly, Batman's heart trembled.
At this time, the black manservant who was walking at the front stopped.
He slowly turned around and showed a cruel smile. The five-pointed star symbol lit up in his eyes. In an instant, blazing flames surrounded the entire corridor.
Natasha took a breath and shouted: "We were cheated! This is actually..."
Before she could finish her words, an ax suddenly appeared above the head of the menacing flame murderer. With a "click", the brains exploded, and half of the murderer's head was cut off.
Everyone was shocked by this turn of events.
The figure of the priest holding an ax was revealed behind the murderer's slowly falling body.
Isabel also slowly walked out of the room. She looked at the flames in surprise, then looked at the priest and said, "It's this manservant who has been abusing me! Thank you, priest, for coming back to save me!"
After saying that, Isabel threw herself into the priest's arms and cried loudly, while the remaining people were all a little confused.
On the bus leaving the manor, Natasha finally couldn't help but asked in confusion: "So the Nehlet family is completely a cover, and the real murderer is just an inconspicuous manservant? But how did you figure it out?
?Schiller?”
Schiller smiled and said: "The answer to the riddle is written on the riddle, Nihility, which originally means 'nothingness'."
Beibao slowly opened his eyes, and now he began to understand why Natasha said that Schiller was not pretending.
Besides the terrifying murderer, who else can study the murderer’s thoughts so thoroughly?
Thinking of this, Beibat sat down at the furthest distance from Schiller at lightning speed, turned his head, and glared at Batman and Natasha.