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"Is the motive... Hmph..." Feng Bujue's nonsense began, "It can be seen... the relationship between the two of you is not very good, it shouldn't be too much to say it's 'weak'?" He shrugged, "Brother Ling has a stable personality, You have a successful career. And you are already in your thirties, basically you are still doing nothing, and you have no fixed source of income."
Brother Jue's ability to make up brains is indeed excellent, he continued: "Character determines destiny, Jack. I have seen many young people like you who say 'chasing dreams' but actually just use the word 'dream' as a An excuse for indulgence, a way of deceiving yourself. He picked up the booklet in his hand, flipped through it and said, "When you were nineteen years old, you dropped out of college in spite of your family's objections, and joined a third-rate... sorry... an unpopular rock band as the lead singer. You and your band travel and play around for the next five or six years, and most of the time you're not making any money, and the shows are getting mixed reviews, so basically... you guys are doing Use the family's money to pay for your so-called 'dream'. "
"Hmph... what do you know? How can someone like you understand the meaning of the music we make? You are just a petty citizen who has been brainwashed by warmongers, religious and bureaucrats." Jack said disdainfully. I'm still young! Why do you use a condescending tone... "
"You are like a cockroach." Feng Bujue interrupted the other party, and said in a cold tone, "A half-baked hippie, a pioneer of non-mainstream culture. I know people like you very well... Selfish, selfish, and seeking pleasure , Eat and be lazy. You rebel against the values instilled in you by the previous generation. Do you really have your own views? You hate the greed of the plutocrats, lament the narrowness of traditional morality, and oppose the inhumanity of war. So you use rock music Expressing your dissatisfaction, showing cynicism. You shouted 'love and peace' and thought you were 'innocent, exciting, great', but the world is not changed by these.
Eventually, when all this is over. One day, your parents will grow old. Because you use all kinds of high-sounding reasons to shirk your social responsibilities as an adult, you end up wasting your youth in meaningless escape. When you look back, there is a stupid young man with an embarrassing hairstyle, smoking weed and chanting empty slogans.
Your set of idealistic things sounds beautiful, but you don't have the ability to realize it. Thought is just thought, and there is nothing wrong with thought, just like Marxism, can you say that it is wrong? But a group of people are divorced from reality and hold high lofty ideas. In fact, people who live a life of parasites will only be annoying. "
Jack was dumbfounded, not only Jack, but also Schofield, and the two of them didn't know how to answer the conversation.
"I used to be a cynic too, Jack." Feng Bujue leaned back in his chair, raised his head and said leisurely, "If you feel like you, a guy who makes junk music, smokes marijuana, picks up girls, and travels around at his own expense, If it can be regarded as changing the world. Then Martin Luther King and I can form a rap group and make a record." He rested his hands on his head, "Do you think you can casually publish a few lines that allude to society and society in your works〖 Can speech change the world? I tried it a long time ago, but it didn’t work.”
"Uh..." Jack was completely taken aback. His family and friends would not tell him these views, and even if they did, they would not be able to speak so sharply.
"Let's go back to the topic just now..." Feng Bujue turned a page of the booklet and continued. "Five or six years later, your band signed with a record company that was also not in the mainstream, and released an album. But the sales were obviously not very good. Because that company went bankrupt soon." He paused, "Then Soon after, your band broke up. Then you went to North America and got a job writing music for TV commercials for a living. Huh..." His sarcasm was on display "What's it like working for some fat rich plutocrats ?”
Jack couldn't refute, so he could only change the subject: "Does this have anything to do with my brother's death?"
"Don't worry, we'll talk about it soon, buddy." Feng Bujue said with a smile, "Ideals are very beautiful, but if you want to talk about ideals, you must first be able to withstand the beating of reality." He spread his hands "You are lucky , Jack, because you were born into a wealthy family. For you... a superior life, the right to education, and financial resources after dropping out of school, these are all things you can get." He paused "And you too Unfortunately, also because you were born into this wealthy family, the timing of 'reality' hitting your face came too late...
The life your father gave you is beyond the reach of many people, but you have squandered it.
A few years ago, when your father finally had enough and stopped all financial assistance to you. You are nearly 30 years old, and for the first time in your life, you are alone, facing the monster of "reality". You found out that "living" is not such a simple matter.
In the adult world, nothing is simple and nothing is taken for granted. If you want to eat, you have to work; if you want to live a superior life, you have to work harder;
To change the world... huh... I won't discuss this topic with you. "
Feng Bujue stood up from the chair, and walked slowly, "Now you, I think you know better than anyone else what it's like to live without money. Living in a cheap hotel without hot water , sleeping on a dirty bed, eating only two meals a day, with only bread and tap water for each meal, and after sending out the finished song, I was afraid of being rejected, because it would mean starvation..." He walked to Jack In front of him, he looked down at each other with eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate everything, "A young man like you must have become a lot tougher after going through such ups and downs. And your fear of poverty will be stronger than those who have never been rich. more people."
Brother Jue sneered, and continued: "In recent years, your father's health has been deteriorating. This is undoubtedly a very bad omen... If he dies, what will he leave for your rebellious second son? Here In the hearts of your family, aren't you just an irresponsible swinger who only knows how to fool around and ask for money? No matter how much money you leave, you will be ruined... "
The look in Jack's eyes showed that he wanted to defend himself, but Feng Bujue immediately increased his tone and speed of speech, not giving him a chance to interject, "Let's not talk about how much the stepmother who started the door seven years ago and your younger sister can share." ... If it is in accordance with the general order of succession, Dennis, it will undoubtedly be a huge obstacle for you to get the inheritance." Although it is a false accusation, his words are really reasonable, "The relationship between your brothers is not very good, for this is enough to change Your family business in the second half of your life... Isn't it a matter of course that you want to kill him..."
Schofield continued, "Well... makes sense. Today's quarrel became the fuse. You made up your mind in the corridor, and after you returned to the room, you made a plan and committed the murder." Knowing Brother Jue's nonsense routines, it's not a problem to lend some support.
"You guy..." Jack really didn't expect that this detective could vividly describe his mental journey in the first half of his life through the information he and his family disclosed to Police Officer Mark...
In fact, Feng Bujue himself didn't expect it... He just combined different people's descriptions of Jack, sorted out the experience of the second young master over the years, and then made up his own brain and speculated about the inner changes of the other party at different stages of life. , Irresponsibly used his family's talents to string them together. I didn't expect everything to be true... including Jack's intention to kill Dennis, which is indeed true.
Jack gritted his teeth and laughed angrily, "Well, since the two of you have talked to this point..." He stood up and spread his hands, "Then I'll make it clear..." He sneered, "Anyway, I didn't kill someone, it's good if I have a motive , I have no motive... Before Carol found the body, I stayed in my room and packed my luggage. I never went out for half a step. If I didn’t kill, I didn’t kill. I won’t plead guilty, if there is evidence , you arrest me." He said, putting on a rogue look, and stretched out his hands towards Schofield.
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