The confrontation did not last long, and it was the waiter's desperate move to seize the nearest hostage.
Moreover, accidents always come unexpectedly. A spider that was originally on the chandelier, for some reason, landed in the clothes on the back of the waiter's neck at that moment.
He felt a moment of pain on the back of his neck and couldn't help but let out a soft cry.
Pippen, with quick eyesight and quick hands, grabbed his wrist and gave it a firm squeeze, then threw him over his shoulder and knocked him out.
It has to be said that the detectives invited by Dutch are not vegetarians in their skills.
After Pippin threw the waiter out, Tom next to him also pounced on him. The two of them suppressed him, knocking over the glass table beside him, and the pieces were scattered all over the floor.
And de Gaulle rushed forward and used his leather boots to step on the back of the waiter's hand that was about to pick up the glass.
Although it was unclear why the waiter was distracted, Victor guessed that his talisman must have worked.
Pippen was also under the spell of bad luck. He was also affected by bad luck. Not only did he become a hostage, he was bitten by a waiter while fighting on the ground, causing him to bleed profusely.
I screamed in pain.
The guards of the villa broke in. They were all armed with guns, and they immediately controlled the waiter tightly.
The whole chaotic process only lasted about ten seconds. Dutch completely showed his composure and calmness, sitting still throughout the whole process and not showing any panic.
He stopped the maid who was shaking with fear and asked her to quickly get the first aid kit and bandage Pippen.
"Well... you... how can you speak our language..." The waiter was tied up and asked de Gaulle unconvinced.
De Gaulle relaxed and twisted his neck: "Of course I don't know Runeese, but I have heard that tune and just imitated the pronunciation. Who told you to be so unscrupulous?"
……
The next finishing work was very simple. The security escorted the waiter out and prepared to hand it over to the police station.
Mr. Dutch had a changed impression on the detectives' ability. He said to de Gaulle: "It seems that you have won, Mr. de Gaulle."
De Gaulle smiled and greeted him, but Pippen, who had just been bitten, still looked unconvinced.
Dutch continued: "However, the on-the-spot reactions of the other two are also impressive. Even if you encounter unexpected situations, you can make correct judgments. This test has passed, gentlemen."
Pippen and Tom looked at each other, and their tense expressions relaxed.
"It's an honor to satisfy you. Can we continue to talk about the details of the commission?"
De Gaulle focused on the key points, and his mood was not affected by the chaos at all, as if it had never happened at all.
Dutch tapped his cane on the ground twice, then glanced at Pippen, and after confirming that the other person's wrist had been bandaged, he slowly left the chair and led everyone to the deeper areas of the villa.
This house is too big and the layout is very complicated. If there is no host to guide the way, the guests will easily lose their way.
They came to a passage that was open to the outside. The round arches connected the array of columns, introducing the cunning moonlight into the hard stone pavement under the dome.
Outside is a dark green lawn, hanging on the edge of a steep cliff and surrounded by a dense iron fence.
The fountain in the center has dried up, with dead vines wrapped around the sculpture, like poisonous snakes strangling its prey. It is surrounded by withered flowers. It must have looked like it has not been bathed in the sun for a long time, and no matter how much water is poured, it cannot be saved.<
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Sitting on the stone bench nearby was a beautiful woman.
She was wearing a wavy singlet, and her blond hair hung loosely, covering her upper body. Her catkin-like arms stretched out from her hair and rested on a crib that was shaking slightly beside her.
A soft moan came from the woman's mouth, which was a lullaby to put the child to sleep.
The baby inside kicked the quilt mischievously and let out light and silly laughter from time to time.
……
"Excuse me, is this..." Tom looked at the woman in the terrace garden with an increasingly weird expression.
Everyone stood under the dome behind the arch, without attracting the attention of the blonde woman.
"Let me introduce to you, the woman you see is my wife—Shasa."
Dutch told the story very calmly, not shying away from outsiders looking at his wife in this way.
No, in fact it was he who led everyone here to see his wife.
Victor frowned, and de Gaulle beside him was the first to question.
"Mr. Dutch, didn't you say that your child has..."
In addition to Dutch's beautiful wife, people's attention is also focused on the child sleeping in the crib.
Dutch's face looked extremely gloomy under the moonlight.
"That's not my child..."
When these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.
"A foster child? Which friend or relative's child is it?" Tom asked continuously.
"This is what I asked you to investigate." Dutch stood at the front, holding an ebony staff and turned to look at the four of them.
"I witnessed the death of my child with my own eyes. It was an unforgettable painful experience, but my wife didn't seem to accept this fact. One day she suddenly brought this strange baby into her home and treated him as her own son.
Raise it up."
"What?" Pippen raised his injured hand and exclaimed involuntarily.
However, Victor's expression was frozen, because this incident revealed the strangeness of deja vu.
"Wait a minute, your wife was out there and stole other people's children?" De Gaulle stared, even he was surprised.
"I have to confirm again, Mr. Dutch. What you said at the beginning was that you suspected that your child's death was not accidental and that we needed to investigate the truth of the incident, right? But why are you telling us now that there is an inexplicable death in the family?
Baby?" Tom asked quickly.
"These two things are not in conflict..." Dutch's voice was extremely calm, as if he was not involved at all, "The death of my real child is strange, and the child my wife brought back is also unreasonable.
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"You said before that your wife suffered from mental illness. Is it related to this child?" Victor rarely interjected.
Dutch glanced at him and nodded slightly: "Her current situation is that she has forgotten the fact that her biological son has died long ago, but she really regards this baby who was brought back inexplicably as her own child."
Everyone was speechless, and then Dutch added: "So the details of this commission are not only to investigate the truth about my child's death, but also to investigate the origin of this baby. If possible, we can find a way to let me
Madam is back to normal."
"Huh?"
De Gaulle heard the implication of Dach's words.
"Please wait a moment, do you mean that the origin of this baby has not been clarified yet?"
"Yes..."
"If it is really your wife who brought her back, then we can definitely find clues from the recent missing persons report."
"No, it's a pity..."
Dutch sighed.
De Gaulle's face changed slightly, and he continued to ask without giving up: "What about the orphanage? Where about the hospital? If the child was originally an orphan..."
"No. In the five days before and after the child was brought back, there were no cases of missing babies in Renekton..." Dutch replied in a deep voice.
The detectives immediately lost their bearings and looked at each other.
Victor stared at the blond young woman putting the child to sleep, and the sense of déjà vu became stronger and stronger. He recalled a strange incident he had just dealt with not long ago, and suddenly asked Dutch again: "Is there something wrong with this child?