The servant looked in his thirties, with a straight face and a strong stature, and stood respectfully behind Ferdinand's side. When the three were together, if it wasn't for the clothes that distinguished them, he felt more like Ferdinand's eldest son than Mons. .
Ferdinand's grief was beyond words. When he was old, he lost his long-awaited youngest son, his only biological son. He was almost on the verge of collapse.
"I heard that George is the child this gentleman got with great difficulty?" Dong Zheng asked Fix in a low voice.
Fix sighed and sighed: "That's why it's hard to accept it now, it's impossible to accept it on anyone."
Ferdinand had a hard time giving birth to children, and at this age, it would be impossible to have another child to be raised as an heir.
Dong Zheng found that Fix did not refuse to tell him the news about Ferdinand's family.
When it was time for the free memorial service, Ferdinand quickly left the hall. As the protagonist of the memorial service in a sense, he should have listened to what everyone said about George's death.
But no one minds, everyone understands the father's current mood very well.
Judging from the atmosphere of the memorial service and the attitude of the residents, they still liked this gentleman. Just as the newspaper said, Ferdinand had contributed to help Wisteria Town build roads several times and was keen on charity.
Fix didn't know where he went, and Dong Zheng didn't even want to look for him, just because there was no one around, he could explore the house well.
Except for the first floor, which is responsible for hosting the guests and holding the memorial service, the rest of the villa is not open to others, and the doors are tightly locked.
Taking advantage of the negligence of the servant, Dong Zheng sneaked up to the second floor, and a rather large oval mirror was hung on the wall facing the stairs. Go up, as if two identical people are approaching each other, or... are getting into the mirror step by step.
This kind of layout is not only uncomfortable, but also has a kind of evil spirit invisibly. Dong Zheng stood sideways where the mirror couldn't see it, and looked at the dense patterns on the frame.
It is completely different from the pattern used for decoration. The carvings on it use extremely abstract methods to outline the distorted human figures. Dong Zheng glanced at it quickly and did not take a closer look. If you find it, you have to take the time to explore other places.
Most of the rooms on both sides of the corridor had their doors closed, and this small purple purse hung next to each door. Dong Zheng reached out and squeezed it, feeling very fragmented.
He leaned in again and smelled it carefully, a very strange aroma drifted into his nose, making him immediately nauseated, and dizzy, he quickly took two steps back.
Just smelling the smell that remained in the nasal cavity persisted for a long time. Dong Zheng frowned and took a few deep breaths of normal air, but he still couldn't suppress the disgusting feeling.
Hanging this thing on the door, wouldn't the family be afraid of being smoked to death
Dong Zheng thought about it and continued to explore silently.
He walked to the foyer at the end of the corridor. It was connected to a room, which was arranged like a lounge. There were two luxurious wooden chairs next to the coffee table. One of them was stained with blood, and it was marked with white chalk. A silhouette of a humanoid.
Little George probably "suicide by swallowing a gun" here.
Probably because of the police’s request, the crime scene was well preserved, but it has been more than ten days since the incident, and the scene has been thoroughly investigated and has no use, so no one was sent to guard it.
It is worth mentioning that there is a strange statue sitting on the chair, about 20 centimeters high, it is a naked human figure with his arms around himself. The head of the statue is large and rectangular, almost occupying the A third of the size, wearing a collar, with a few strokes of dark red and dark green paint on it.
"Witchcraft?" Dong Zheng murmured, "Is it used to suppress George's unjust soul?"
No one could answer him, Cui Zuojing asked in the prisoner's space, "Do you think there will be supernatural elements in this dungeon?"
"It's hard to say." Dong Zheng smiled, "If there is, I hope you don't have to stare at me."
Dong Zheng stood by the window and looked out. Below is the inner courtyard of the garden, which is surrounded by the buildings of the villa and cannot be seen from the outside.
The plants in the garden were well taken care of, and there was even a small fountain in the middle. Dong Zheng leaned against the wall and looked out to avoid being discovered by people outside the window.
A black thing was hidden in the shadow of the tree, showing only a corner of the outline, which seemed to be a black car.
Dong Zheng narrowed his eyes. He remembered that the car that escaped after killing a passerby on the spot that morning also seemed to be black.
There shouldn't be many people in the whole town who can drive a car these days.
Dong Zheng made up his mind to go down to see if it was the car that killed the person that day, and walked out of the room at the crime scene. He just turned the corner and was about to go downstairs, when he met the maid who came up.
The maid reminded him kindly: "The memorial service is only held on the first floor, sir, we are not open to guests on other floors."
"I'm sorry, the house is really too big. I was looking for the bathroom, but I didn't expect to get lost, so I didn't come up on purpose." Dong Zheng played the image of a cautious guest very well, "Can I ask where the bathroom is? ?"
"I'll take you there."
Back on the first floor, I walked through the people who were talking to each other. As the son of a wealthy businessman, George was not very old, and his interaction with everyone was actually not as much as he imagined. Therefore, after a simple discussion, everyone’s topic was inevitable. The morning resembles the dark cloud that has shrouded Wisteria Town in recent days - this series of serial murders.
"Is the murderer from our town? I haven't seen anyone moving in for a while."
"Yes, isn't a friend of his living in the Fix's house?"
The speaker caught a glimpse of Dong Zheng passing by them, and immediately silenced and smiled at Dong Zheng.
Dong Zheng also smiled back at her. To be honest, he didn't think much about the fact that the residents of Wisteria Town would doubt his own problems. After all, for the pilgrims, the NPCs in the box except for the key characters are in a sense just. It's just the elements that make up the world of boxes.
He walked past the two who were talking.
But to be careful, if he was a resident of Wisteria Town, he would definitely be suspicious of people who moved in during this special period.
The inner courtyard also does not allow guests to enter at will. After Dong Zheng observed it, he successfully turned the window from the bathroom to enter. His landing point was in the bushes, and an apple tree just covered his figure.
Dong Zheng squatted behind the tree and waited for the servants to pass by before approaching the position he saw from the second floor.
The car was parked in a very hidden location. If Dong Zheng had not reached the second floor, he would not have been able to see it from the window in the hall.
Reliable, Dong Zheng can almost be sure that this is the car that hit and run that day. Although it was only a glimpse that day, but in the process of gradually improving the core, Dong Zheng's memory ability is much stronger than before, and he can still recall it until now. Every detail of the scene.
According to the position where the passerby fell to the ground, after the car hit him, the left wheel ran over the corpse's leg again. Dong Zheng checked the tire carefully, and finally saw a small piece in the depression of the tire pattern of the left front wheel that had not been cleaned up. clean blood.
That's it.
Thinking of the disappearance of the corpse later, and Fix's sentence "Who knows? Maybe someone stole it", Dong Zheng hissed, he confirmed again that there was no one around, and turned his eyes to the rear door .
The noisy conversations in the banquet court were not clear. Finally, Dong Zheng saw a little bloodstain that was difficult to detect in the gap at the lower end of the door.
After finding the clue he wanted, Dong Zheng didn't delay for a minute or a second, and immediately turned around and left the car. Then returned to the banquet hall.
After the accident, the vehicle that was thought to have escaped returned to its original location while no one was paying attention, and brought the body back in the back seat.
brought back to this house.
What do they want the corpse for? And who was instructing the person who brought back the corpse? Ferdinand or Mons
Dong Zheng took a glass of lemonade from the table, and Fix didn't know where he was going. He didn't know anyone or knew the little George, so he couldn't mourn, so he could only listen to the conversation of the people around him silently.
Most of what they were talking about were anecdotes between the neighbors. When such a big thing happened, no one had the time to visit during this time. They just took the opportunity of the memorial service to exchange gossip information with each other eagerly.
Having said that, the topic inevitably turned to the murder case.
"Why did the murderer have to take the left hand of the corpse?"
"Didn't you say that the ghost of little George came to take revenge?"
"You really believe this, hey, but then again, why does George... The murderer wants his left hand? Is there anything special about it?"
"I don't know... But do you remember? George was playing in the yard with the Bailey children when he was ten years old. He accidentally fell from a tree and broke his left hand. It took a long time for him to recover. It seems that Since then, the little finger on his left hand hasn't worked very well."
"Could it have something to do with this?"
"Who knows, it's a pity for such a smart child, but the murderer is really powerful. He killed several people in a row, and the police have come so many times, and he has not been caught until now."
"… "
Has George ever had surgery on his left hand
Dong Zheng wrote down this clue that he didn't know of any use. He always felt that the box should not allow him to decipher the cause of George's death. After all, until now, he had no chance to contact the police and could not obtain first-hand clues and information. material.
He listened for a while, but he didn't get any useful information anymore, and the clues these ordinary residents knew were extremely limited. Dong Zheng had nothing to do, so he started wandering around again.
In line with the idea of being familiar with each other once, Dong Zheng also wanted to go to the second floor to see if there were any clues he had overlooked before. familiar figure.