When he got off the rail car, the first thing he saw was the city wall that divided the shield area and the sword area. On the day he first came to this world, Liang was also on his way to the office and passed by here on the rail car.
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The Bitter Leaf Sanatorium is located at the edge of the Sword District. Judging from the exterior buildings, it is quite old. There are many cracks on the exterior walls, the pool in front of the sanatorium is also lifeless, and green algae is growing wildly inside.
The security guard at the door was an uncle in his forties. He did not stop the two of them to ask questions. He just glanced at them and then lowered his head and continued to take a nap.
Just from the architecture and security, it can be seen that the service level of this nursing home is not very high, and the guests it receives are probably not big shots.
"Hello, what do you need?"
The young woman at the front desk was flipping through a magazine. When she saw the two people coming in, she quickly put it away and showed a perfunctory smile.
"Baron Grover lives here, right?" Vin rested his arms on the front desk, "Please let us go and visit."
The woman's expression was filled with confusion: "Are you a family member of Baron Groves?"
"No, it's the Suzheng Bureau handling the case."
Wein took out a badge and flashed it. The woman took a breath and became slightly nervous.
This kind of nervousness does not mean that you have done something wrong, but is similar to the discomfort caused by being suddenly visited by the police, or being stared at by the invigilator during an exam.
"No. 302, third floor." The woman flipped through the record book and gave the room number of Baron Groves.
"Thank you, let's go."
The elevator of the Bitter Leaf Sanatorium is very similar to the old-fashioned elevator of Leon's previous life, which is integrated with the stairs. The elevator car is surrounded by iron railings. After the railing door is opened, the two enter, and Wein presses the button for the third floor.
As the elevator went up, Leon raised his head: "It feels like I can climb onto the elevator car even if I jump."
The elevators he had taken in his previous life were all quite closed, not so open.
"Yes, it is convenient for maintenance workers to carry out maintenance." Wein raised his head and glanced, "Occasionally, assassins will also borrow this space. After all, most people don't pay attention to the top of their heads."
Ten seconds later, the elevator stopped, and the two of them walked out of it and headed to room 302. Halfway through, vague sounds of beating and cursing came from the room with poor sound insulation:
"Old man, why are you still trying to bully me? Do you really think of yourself as a master?"
With the sound of a slap, the two looked at each other, quickened their pace, and Liang pushed open the door of Room 302: "Stop!"
In the room, a thin old man with gray hair fell to the ground in a hospital gown. On the other side, a middle-aged man who looked like a caregiver looked at the intruder in surprise: "Who are you?"
"Someone who can send you to prison." Wein then walked in, "Hey, even though the Groves family is in decline, beating up a noble is still a big crime."
Both Leon and Vin's clothing are of a high quality, and clothing is the best reference for judging a person's social status in this world. The nurse did not dare to maintain a tough attitude, and yelled in defense: "I just...he made the food again."
It's spilled, I'm really angry, so now..."
Leon looked at the caregiver coldly. No matter whether Groves was a good person in the past or not, he was just a demented old man with no family or friends. A man in his prime who beat such an old man would not be an exaggeration to call him a scumbag.
"I'll talk about you later. Now, disappear in front of me." Wein took out his pocket watch, "You still have 5 seconds."
The nurse did not dare to talk back and hurriedly exited the room. Leon closed the door, walked to the old man and helped him up: "Are you okay?"
Baron Grofus coughed twice and looked at Leon steadily: "Ron, are you Ron?"
Ron, of course, is the son of Baron Groves, the victim of the prisoner abuse case 17 years ago.
Leon was stunned for a moment, then remembered that the Baron suffered from dementia: "Mr. Groves, I am not Ron, I am..."
Groves shook his head: "You're not...yes, you're not. No, I want to see Ron, let him come to me quickly!"
He doesn't remember that Ron is dead?
"Mr. Groves, please sit down first."
Baron Groves sat tremblingly on the edge of the bed and waved his hands angrily: "Hurry up, I want to see Ron! Tell me, where is he and why did he throw me into this bad place?"
Leon looked at Wein. He had never dealt with an elderly person with Alzheimer's disease in the past. He didn't know what to do for a moment, but he followed the old man's words and told the cruel truth.
Wei Yin looked around at the room layout, as if it was nothing to do with him.
Seeing that both of them were ignoring him, Baron Groverth raised his voice: "Did you hear that? Call Ron over here! Also, why did that guy just keep saying that my son is dead?"
"Uh, Mr. Groves, this..." Wein didn't speak, so Leon had to bite the bullet and answer, "What they said - maybe, maybe, probably, is just my personal opinion and is subjective -
-correct."
All the shielding techniques in the Internet era are used here.
Baron Grofus stared at Leon angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? My son is still alive!"
"Um... Mr. Groves, what are your memories of Ron?"
"What is the problem?"
"That's right, do you remember that Ron...went to join the army?"
"How could I forget this?" Grofus snorted coldly, "I spent a lot of effort before sending him to the command of His Excellency the Duke of Hohenlohe. I can count on his command under His Excellency the Duke.
Work hard and restore the Groves family!"
"Then what?"
"Then?" Baron Groves slapped the bed board, "Who knows why he sent me to this hellish place, I want to go home! Back to the manor!"
Leon was silent. It seemed that Baron Groves' memory was a long time ago. He only remembered that he sent Ron into the Grand Duke's army. The Baron had no memory of the subsequent events, including Ron's tragedy.
I don’t know if it’s self-protection caused by losing my son.
"Mr. Groves," Vin said, stroking his chin, "Do you remember the name Wilson Swift?"
The name of the Imperial Envoy made the Baron freeze. After a few seconds, Baron Groves covered his head:
"I...I remember this name...no, who is he...I...Ron...yes, Ron mentioned it, Ron mentioned this name, call Ron over here!"
Wein took a step closer: "Wilson Swift, one of the people who tortured your son Ron, do you really have no memory of him?"
Leon was stunned. Is it possible to stimulate Baron Grover in this way?
"What are you talking about?" cried Baron Groverth. "My son was alive and well. When did he die?"
"Do you really think so?"
Baron Groves stood up: "Why are you so baffled? I...I have to be called Luo**!"
"Since you are so sure, have you seen Ron recently and are you sure he is still alive?"
"Of course, Ron came to see me not long ago. How could he die? How could he have died 17 years ago as others said?" The Baron patted his chest, "Of course I have met Ron, he
Now that he has grown up, grown a beard, and is not so shy, he is a mature man. I think that when the dispute is over, he will be able to restore our family."
"What is going on?" Leon whispered uncertainly.
He originally thought that Vin's question was outrageous, but he didn't expect that Baron Grofus spoke with certainty, as if he had really seen Ron recently, and he was an older Ron.
Wayne walked to the bedside table, picked up the photo frame, took a look at it, and put it down again. Leon saw a photo of a man in the photo frame, with his name written in the corner - Ron. Ron was a pretty young guy with nothing on his face.
With a beard and a bright smile, he looks like a young man with innocent sunshine.
"These flowers were also given to you by Ron?" Wein pointed to the white bouquet in the vase on the bedside. The flowers looked like lilies. Leon noticed that the petals had withered and turned yellow, indicating that the flowers had been put out for some time.
time.
"Yes, this was given to me by Ron." Grover said, "He really didn't want to give me any flowers. Why don't he take me back to the manor as soon as possible. Also, Ron finally came here and returned
He comes at night, why can’t he come during the day? Is he so busy at work? Alas, if he really gets the respect of His Excellency the Duke, then it doesn’t matter if he is a little busy..."
Liang frowned: "Boss, it seems..."
"It seems that Ron really came to visit the Baron, otherwise the Baron wouldn't be able to explain it in such detail."
Leon nodded: "And...this white narcissus doesn't look like something this sanatorium would provide at all."
How could a nursing home in a poor financial situation provide flowers to Baron Groves?
These clues indicate that someone visited Baron Groves a few nights ago and brought fresh white daffodils.
Is it possible that Ron, the deceased, has really been resurrected and that he is the murderer who killed Wilson to complete his revenge?