Beiquan: "Oh?"
He asked the man who called:
"So, what happened to you in that house?"
[No, no.]
The man replied:
[Actually in that manor... everything is normal, in terms of public senses, it is indeed so right.]
[But…]
His voice stopped for two seconds.
[However, the people who live in that manor seem to be stared at by the god of death, something happens every once in a while, and the ending, without exception, is death.]
The trembling in the man's voice became more pronounced.
[Can you imagine?]
He said:
[I lived in that home for four years and attended three funerals...]
Beiquan: "Oh, who are the dead?"
The man thought about it:
[In order not to cause ambiguity, let me start from the beginning.]
Beiquan smiled: "Okay, please say it."
[Thank you, host.]
The man politely thanked him and started his memory:
[The first funeral I attended, the name of the deceased was Zack, strictly speaking, it was the brother I never met...]
Next, Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan heard a rather strange story.
The man told them that, before entering the manor, he had heard some rumors about "Daddy Texas Longlegs" other than "richness", "generousness" and "kindness".
In the orphanage where he lived, the nuns used to talk privately that "Daddy Long Legs" was a weirdo.
The strange thing about "Daddy Long Legs" is not his appearance, personality, dress, hobbies, or any other habits, but that he is always renovating the manor and expanding his mansion every year.
Of course, "Daddy Long Legs" claims that this is because there are more and more children in his extended family, and in order to provide these children with better living conditions, necessary expansions and renovations will continue to be made.
But if someone looks down from a slightly higher place, they will find that the home of "Daddy Long Legs" looks more and more eccentric every year.
Originally a good European-style luxury villa, because new corridors and rooms were continuously added to the two wings, it gradually lost its original beauty and began to become as complex and chaotic as a labyrinth.
If someone who is unfamiliar with the structure of the house steps into the house, it is easy to be confused by its old and new corridors, which are twists and turns.
But that doesn't mean anything.
Maybe this is really just a hobby of a rich person who has too much money to burn.
And Daddy Long Legs' labyrinthine mansion is no mystery to the town's residents.
Because the host is really kind and generous.
He often opens his estate and residence to various charitable events, allowing invited guests to freely visit his home and learn about the good life he offers his children.
In this way, over time, everyone will no longer care about the fact that he is renovating and expanding the house every year. The townspeople who are often invited in and out of the mansion even regard the mansion as an interesting topic, eagerly anticipating what new changes will be discovered this year.
As for the man, who was an eight-year-old boy at the time, the government decided to place him in the house of "Daddy Long Legs", and when he arrived at the manor on the first day, he felt that there was something indescribable about this strange-looking mansion in front of him. of weirdness.
After two months of frightened living inside, the boy attended a funeral.
The deceased's name was Zach, one of the adopted sons of "Daddy Long Legs". The cause of death was a car accident - he was hit by a drug-driven car on the way to work, and fell heavily on the road sill, etc. By the time the ambulance arrived, the man was long gone.
It's just that Zach was twenty-seven years old when he died, and he had long since left the custody of his adoptive father, and he went to college in another state as an adult. After graduation, he found a good job in the city where the school is located, only occasionally Come back and visit his adoptive father.
However, even so, "Daddy Long Legs" was extremely saddened by the death of his adopted son.
He arranged a respectable funeral for Zach, and took his children in person, offering white roses to the coffin.
But that's just the beginning.
About a year later, the boy attended another funeral.
This time it was the teenager who lived next door to him named Cartel.
Carter is six years older than the boy, mixed-race African-American, tall, lively, and a good athlete, especially good at basketball.
However, the promising young basketball player unfortunately fell while fighting for rebounds in an inter-school game. The back of his head was knocked on the metal basketball hoop. The traumatic cerebral hemangioma ruptured. He was sent to the hospital two weeks later because of the injury. Heavy and unfortunate death.
Like Zach, Cartel's death looked like a sad tragedy, with nothing suspicious and no Daddy Long Legs to blame, but the nine-year-old boy felt that Something is not right.
[I can't even tell what's wrong.]
The man said on the phone:
[But I just have a strong feeling that I can no longer stay in that house.]
[But fortunately, I was only temporarily fostered in that home, so I still have a chance to escape.]
[So I started to do everything possible to find a family who would adopt me...]
He sighed:
[It's just that I was not too young at that time, and it was not easy to find a suitable family... This time, it took another three years.]
The man told Beiquan that he attended the funeral for the third time in the last year before he left Daddy Long Legs.
This time, it was a nanny in the manor who died.
The lady's name was Natasha, an Eastern European immigrant. She was over sixty years old at the time and unfortunately suffered from ovarian cancer. It took less than half a year from abdominal pain to death.
Birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature, except for boys, no one seems to feel strange about it.
[This is by no means my suspicion.]
There was a hint of nostalgia in the man's words:
[I have a very good relationship with Natasha, she has always taken care of me, so before she died, I secretly went to the hospital to visit her.]
[She was already very weak at that time, and her consciousness was not very clear... But Natasha still recognized me.]
He paused, his tone changed from nostalgia to panic:
[I clearly remember that Natasha held my arm tightly with her thin hand...]
[She said to me—there are other people in that family!]
"other people?"
Beiquan touched his chin and found this statement very interesting:
"Do you know who she's referring to?"
[do not know.]
The man replied:
[At that time, Natasha just kept repeating this sentence, but no matter how much I asked, I didn't get an answer.]
[Two days later, Natasha died...]
There was more emotion in the man's voice:
[Although you may think that I am irrational, Natasha's last words before her death really convinced me that something was wrong with that house!]
[So, when I found a family that was willing to adopt me, I couldn't wait to leave that home!]
North Spring:
"So, after you left, have you never returned to that manor?"
[Yes.]
The man replied:
[Later, [Daddy Long Legs] invited me back in the name of various activities, but I found reasons to shirk it.]
[After another four years, my adoptive parents took me back to China with me, and I completely broke up with there... ]
Beiquan recalled the information previously provided by the man, and quickly added and subtracted in his heart:
"So, you haven't been back to that manor for more than ten years and haven't been in touch with Daddy Long Legs?"
[To be precise, it is a full twenty years.]
The man replied:
[If not recently...]
His voice cut off abruptly.
Beiquan's heart skipped a beat, for fear that the moment he mentioned key information, he would startle the ghost.
Fortunately, the phone was not hung up.
After being silent for about two seconds, the man continued:
[Host, you must not guess what happened.]
There was a smile in his voice, but he was obviously laughing at himself:
[I actually received a transoceanic email from [Daddy Long Legs] again.]
Beiquan: "What did the email say?"
[The mail is from his lawyer.]
The man replied:
[He told me that [Daddy Long Legs] was seriously ill, and the doctor said that he might die soon, so... He wanted to divide his property equally among the children he had cared for, but only if we went back to see him His last.]
Having said this, the man finally laughed.
[Host, can you believe it?]
[This kind of plot that only appears at eight o'clock in the blood, actually happened to me!]
[The lawyer's letter said that all the inheritance of [Daddy Long Legs] will be divided equally between me and the other three adopted sons. According to preliminary estimates, after deducting taxes, the amount that each person can get exceeds one billion US dollars!]
The man took a deep breath:
[A full billion dollars!]
As an "extraordinary person" who grew up in a secret realm, Beiquan actually doesn't have much concept of money.
However, Wei Fuyuan, who was sitting outside, widened his eyes.
Windfalls from the sky, no one will not be moved.
Especially when the amount of this "windfall" is too large to imagine.
Young Master Wei thought for a moment. Even a child of a wealthy family like him who grew up in the splendid pile, I am afraid it is difficult to resist the temptation of this "billion dollar".
But Beiquan was thinking about something else at this time.
He clearly remembered that the man had said before that by the time he left that home, he had already had eleven children.
But now, the lawyer told him that the man would share the inheritance of "Daddy Long Legs" equally with the other three adopted sons.
- In other words, among those eleven people, there are only four left who can survive till now.
Thinking of this, Beiquan smiled and asked the person on the other end of the phone:
"So, are you going to go back?"
He didn't hear an answer.
Because the next second, the busy tone of "beep, beep, beep" came from his earphones.
The author has something to say: this chapter was inspired by Midi's Winchester Mystery House!