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"What are you guys talking about..." Mrs. Carol seemed to have understood, she looked at Barton in shock, "Is it you? Mr. Barton, you killed Dennis? Why? Why!" she said I'm about to rush forward.
Doctor Powell, who was closest to her, hurried up to stop her, "Don't go there, Carol, that's a murderer."
"Hmph... why..." Barton raised his eyes, looked at Carol with a compassionate gaze, and said, "Poor woman... In every sense, you are worthy of sympathy... Maybe after you understand the truth, you will come to me instead. thank me..."
"Mr. Feng, can you explain what's going on?" Miss Nancy, who was kneeling beside her father, asked.
"It's a long story~" Feng Bujue seemed ready to tell a story, "First of all, let me introduce you, this Mr. Barton in front of you..." He put down the knife and fork in his hand and wiped his mouth , stretched out his hand and said, "He is the eldest son of Mr. Colston Lovecraft."
Except for Feng Bujue and Detective Schofield, the rest of the people in the room were all surprised. Although Feng Bujue had mentioned the name "John Lovecraft" just now, when he officially revealed his identity, it still surprised everyone.
"Stop talking!" Colston yelled, sitting on the ground, "I plead guilty! Dennis was killed by me! Arrest me quickly! Officer! I want to plead guilty!"
"This is not a religious court in the Middle Ages, Mr. Lovecraft." Feng Bujue said coldly, "This is a country with a sound legal system, and the conviction must be based on evidence." He shrugged, "Even if it is the Mafia, Before finding someone to take the blame and give false testimony, you should first consult a lawyer before taking any action."
He looked down at the desperate old man with decadent eyes, "Hmph... do you think... do you act very noble and great at this moment? In my opinion, even if you really take the blame on yourself, It can’t be regarded as a generational experience. The situation you have come to today is entirely your own fault.”
"Don't go too far!" Jack couldn't stand it any longer, he had already understood what Feng Bujue meant, and said loudly, "You want to say that Barton is my father's illegitimate son? So what? It's not my father who killed people! He just lost one son, and now he's about to lose another one, and it's human nature to have this reaction, can't you be kind?"
"Ha!" Feng Bujue laughed loudly, "Are you sure Dennis is your brother?" He paused for a moment, then suddenly turned his face to Butler Henderson, "Or... are you sure Dennis is the Lovecraft family? son?"
As soon as he said this, everyone in the room turned to look at Henderson. The butler's face was pale, and his whole body was trembling uncontrollably. Even though he was sitting on a chair, he seemed to be on the verge of falling.
As an outsider, Schofield couldn't help sighing in his heart: "Your circle is really chaotic..."
"I don't know how much you know about genetics, but I think Dr. Powell should know a little bit." Feng Bujue took out two photos from the paper bag as he spoke, "These two photos are the same ones I have never seen together. Found in the safe in Colston's room."
"Uh..." Officer Dempdy couldn't bear it anymore, and interrupted to ask, "I said...Mr. Feng, the door of the room may not be locked, I can understand that; but the safe...how did you open it?"
"Oh, that box uses a mechanical lock, I can fix it with a stethoscope." Feng Bujue replied casually.
"Hey... wait, stethoscope..." The corners of Powell's mouth twitched, with a hint of ominous premonition in his heart, "You..."
"That's right, it came from your room." Feng Bujue smiled, "Doctor, your reasoning ability is not bad."
"It's a shame not to be a gangster based on your ability..." Powell muttered depressingly.
"Okay, let's get back to the photo issue." Feng Bujue raised the photo in his hand and showed it to everyone, "These two photos are a group photo of Colston and his two wives. " He paused, "We can see that his first two wives, one with red hair and one with black hair." He turned the photo over and put it in front of his eyes, "I have to say, you Your life is always accompanied by beauties, Mr. Lovecraft. Unfortunately, the women who marry you are all beautiful women who die young." He paused for a second, raised his head and said to Mrs. Odetta, " Don't mind, ma'am, I'm just talking about it."
Feng Bujue turned his gaze to Jack and Nancy again, and said, "Master Jack and Miss Nancy both have blond hair, the same as their father when he was young." He pointed to the woman in the first photo , "Counting in the possibility of recessive genes, how likely is Colston and his first wife's child to have brown hair?" He licked his lips, "If the hair color is not enough to explain the problem, then Combining these dominant genetic factors such as double eyelids and chin groove... Who is Dennis more like?" He turned his head, looked at the butler and said, "Mr. Observing the characteristics of color, cheekbones, etc., you seem to have some characteristics of Latino or Germanic race... ”
"Yes, Dennis...it's my son, me and the first wife..." Henderson interrupted Brother Jue, but couldn't finish a complete sentence. Halfway through, he gritted his teeth and lowered his head.
"Henderson! You..." Jack had a good relationship with this housekeeper since he was a child, but he never thought that this man had an affair with his mother.
"It's really a happy story, isn't it? Hehe..." Feng Bujue is the only person in the room who can still laugh, "A suave and suave rich man, who already has a wife at home, still wants to have an affair outside, and even has sex with him. The lover had the child first." He put the photo back into the paper bag, "So, his legal wife used similar means to retaliate against her husband."
As Brother Jue said, he stood up and paced around the spacious dining room, probably he regarded it as a walk after dinner, "And the foreshadowing of all the tragedies was also laid down forty years ago. He reached out his hand to signal a chair next to him, "You should help Mr. Lovecraft to the chair, you can't sit with him on the ground and listen to me."
Odetta, Jack and Nancy had fallen into a dazed state, and they were still far from recovering from the shock, so they just followed Feng Bujue's suggestion indifferently.
After a while, after Colston sat down again, Feng Bujue took out a few fax papers from the paper bag, held them in his hand and read: "After figuring out the relationship between these people, the next explanation work will be simple." Alright, let's start with Mr. Button..." RS
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