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"To sum up, the motive of Mr. Button, or Mr. John Lovecraft, has been clearly revealed." Feng Bujue looked at Jack and Nancy, and said, "Your brother , His temperament, ability, and experience are stronger than the two of you and Dennis combined. He was already an extraordinary thief in his twenties. After ten years of prison life, he has undoubtedly changed. Become a more ruthless person.
Today, he is tolerant, resolute, and secretive. When such a person is determined to kill someone, his ability to execute it is amazing. Ordinary people at least have to prepare and hesitate for a few days, but he can do it immediately.
So before he got off the branch, Mr. Button had already acted. He immediately used the scissors in his hand to cut off an iron wire tied to a branch (the method of tying iron wire is often used in garden design to make trees grow in a predetermined shape), which is the murder weapon, and took it back to the house. . "
Feng Bujue leaned on the back of the chair and raised his head. "After the shooting incident, Patton saw Dennis was alone in the room and knocked on the door. Dennis didn't know that the previous threatening conversation had been overheard. He thought that Patton was still in the room." He was kept in the dark. And Barton naturally pretended to be ignorant, and only said that he entered the house to do some chores, such as deworming the bonsai in the corner of the house."
"In this way, even if Mr. Button was wearing gloves when he entered the room, Dennis wouldn't find it strange." Schofield continued. The detective, who accompanied Jue Ge throughout the investigation and reasoning, still has a certain ability to solve the case, at least he hasn't forgotten the details of the case.
"That's right, detective." Feng Bujue nodded and said, "Thus, there was a scene where Dennis was smoking a cigarette on the sofa chair, while Barton was busy in the corner of his sight. Then the next scene was a murder." He Looking at Barton, "It's like you just stood up quietly and tried to get close to me. When the crime happened, you quietly and quickly approached Dennis from behind, took out the murder weapon in your pocket and strangled him to death.
Everything went well, but just as you were about to escape, someone knocked on the door of the room.
Mrs. Odetta wanted to talk to the latter because she was worried that the focus of the quarrel between her husband and Dennis was her own. She didn't know that a murder happened to happen in the guest room in front of her. "
"Huh..." Feng Bujue sneered, and continued to say to Button, "As I have been emphasizing. You are not a mortal, Mr. Button, you are very powerful. Ordinary people are likely to go out of their way under such circumstances, but You are as calm as before, and you have a plan.
The door of the guest room was locked at that time, and you were not worried that Odetta would find you. You just had to keep quiet and escape through the window calmly. But for you, that's not enough. If there is a murder, there must be a murderer. And Madame Odetta is a perfect scapegoat.
She has the motive and the ability to commit the crime, the key is when the murder happens. She has indeed been there. "
Feng Bujue tilted his head and said with a smile, "I remember everything you said, Mr. Barton." He repeated, "'I'm about the same age as Master Dennis. In fact, I understand him quite well. If I also have a rich dad, I want to I would also object to marrying a stepmother who is five or six years younger than me." He smiled again. "Obviously, your words came from a feeling. You came to this mansion eight years ago, and Mrs. Odetta married into the Lovecraft family seven years ago. I miss you back then, and Dennis The attitudes of both of you must be the same. You are all strongly opposed to the marriage between father and Odetta, but one is in the open and the other is in the dark.
No doubt you want Colston's legacy more than Dennis, don't you? Because he owed you, his infidelity killed your mother, his alienation and denial of you led you astray. Even though you finally come to this home after many years, you are still a gardener, not the owner.
Then at least after his death, let him use his family property to pay back.
Now that Dennis is dead, if Mrs. Odetta is convicted of murder, it will be a few years before Colston kicks his feet and the content of the will is made public, and you, John Lovecraft, can inherit the truth. Most of his family business became the head of the family. "
"What a dangerous guy!" Hearing this, Schofield couldn't help turning his head and staring at Button's face.
Feng Bujue turned his head and said to everyone, "So Mr. Barton didn't plan to escape from the window, but because there were people outside the door, he made it up on the spur of the moment. He locked the window with wire and arranged it as a secret room, in order to leave behind. Because he knows that such a case, with the police force of a local town, is difficult to solve in a short period of time. As long as you confuse the public for a while, there will be opportunities to set the blame afterwards. In the corner of the madam's room, it's easy for him."
Jue Ge paused, and continued, "After killing the person, Barton disposed of the murder weapon and quickly returned to the villa. If it were someone else, he would probably return to his room, fidgeting and waiting for the body to be found. But he He came to my room as quickly as possible, and wittily performed a rather interesting performance in front of me.
That statement was half true, half false, and quite deceptive. The only thing I couldn't figure out at the time was what was the point of him coming to tell me this? Is it really for me, an outsider, to persuade this family not to do stupid things
However, shortly after the incident, I understood his intentions. Before the body was discovered, Barton subtly instilled a point of view in my mind, "If anyone is going to kill Dennis, it must be Mrs. Odetta." . He's really smart, because he made up the conversation between Colston and Dennis as if Dennis was going to kill Odetta. The actual situation is the opposite, but it seems logical. "
"Heh" Feng Bujue sneered, and turned his gaze to Barton again, "Because I said that sentence in the corridor, 'I'm a detective after all,'" you deliberately did this after committing the crime. Your thinking is that it doesn't matter if your words don't mislead. Anyway, you were with me, the detective, when the body was found. From a psychological point of view, it is very likely that I will directly exclude you from being suspected. "
"Huh" Barton sighed deeply, "Now that I think about it, it was a huge mistake to come to you." He smiled wryly, "I underestimated you."
"Judging from your life experience, you must think highly of yourself, and you don't pay attention to ordinary detectives at all." Feng Bujue smiled with a corner of his mouth. "It's very ironic and interesting to use this so-called detective to achieve your goal. If it were me, I would try it."
When Brother Jue said this, he stood up and stretched his waist, "Actually, if you change the date and form to make it look like a suicide or an accident, maybe it will happen." He yawned, "I really want to do it." You say 'work harder later' but you kind of first degree murder. Entering the palace again, even if the death penalty is not imposed, there is no chance to come out in this life. I can only send my most sincere wishes, and wish you a successful escape from prison one day. "
"Uh, Mr. Feng, our [police] is here, and you can say 'prison break successfully' clearly," Schofield persuaded, wiping off his sweat.
"As soon as I talk about jailbreak, you'll pick up on me." Feng Bujue said, "Is this forcing me to complain about your name (Schofield, ie scofield)?"
After Feng Bujue said this casually, he walked towards Barton without warning. And leaned over and whispered something in his ear.
Except for Barton, no one heard what Brother Jue said. After finishing speaking, Feng Bujue turned around and walked towards the door, laughing maliciously while walking
"Where are you going?" Jack asked.
"I'm going to the bathroom. Can't I?" Feng Bujue leaned over and replied arrogantly, "If I come back, someone still wants to arrest me for theft. Put me in handcuffs."
Of course, Brother Jue didn't really go to the bathroom, he heard the system prompt. Prepare to find a place where there is no one to teleport.
It was another late autumn, and there was no green left on the gray wasteland, and it was bare under the sky.
In this place where forest valleys and chaotic hills intersect, roads and utility poles seem out of place.
My name is Schofield, Greg Schofield, a sheriff in a remote town.
The bright moonlight sprinkled soothingly on the earth, illuminating my way forward. Driving in such a landscape can always bring back some memories.
A few years ago at this time of year, I went to the Lovecraft mansion in the mountains to deal with a murder case.
A detective solved the puzzle and found the real culprit in less than half a day.
The strange thing is that I mistook him for another famous detective at the time, but when I saw the picture of that famous detective in the newspaper afterwards, I realized that they were not the same person
Later, reports about the murder did not appear in any mainstream media. Not even Dennis Lovecraft's obituary was published in any newspaper. Presumably some big shots took action and suppressed the matter in a low-key manner.
In April of the following year, John Barton, also known as John Lovecraft, was sentenced to death by the Supreme Court. And his father, Lord Colston, died suddenly in a hotel room two weeks before the sentencing.
Cause of death remains a mystery
In the end, 80% of the Lovecraft family property was divided equally between the second son Jack and the third daughter Nancy. I heard that Jack used his own money to open a fairly large record company in the United States. Their advertising slogan is intriguing—it is their mission to support young musicians with dreams.
The remaining 20% of the property, as well as the real estate, were inherited by Colston's third wife, Mrs. Odetta. After the death of her husband, the lady donated the property in the mountains to the government. It is said that she has now moved to settle near a winery in southeastern France.
Butler Henderson, family doctor Powell, maid Oliver, Martha, including the lawyer who handled the will, who had served the Lovecraft family for many years, did not receive a penny. Clearly, I was wrong about Colston being "very human", he's just a selfish, hypocritical asshole. Fortunately, his daughter did not inherit his bad qualities. One month after her father died, Miss Nancy took the initiative to give these people a sum of due severance pay in the form of gifts.
As for the eccentric detective I never saw him again. The back of him walking out of the restaurant that day is still vivid in my memory, but he seemed to disappear around the corner outside the door and never came back.
Afterwards, I also tried to inquire about this person's information, but found nothing. He seems to be a ghost and does not exist in this world at all.
In the land before my eyes, there used to be many bizarre legends. Maybe he is one of them.
In March 1986, the first detention center in Lane City, the capital of Yasali.
On a gloomy afternoon, Patton was brought into the interview room by a prison guard wearing a prison uniform, handcuffs and shackles. Opposite the glass in front of him, sat a luxuriously dressed woman.
The two each picked up the phones on their end and were silent for a few seconds. Then, Barton spoke first, "Long time no see, Carol."
Carol did not respond. She was wearing a very large hat with the brim pulled down and a veil over the brim.
"It seems that you have already checked it out, you should understand now, why I said 'you will thank me'." Barton sneered, "In a sense, he and Colston are really similar. Several years ago I I investigated him, and I knew at that time that sooner or later he would kill you, a miserable woman, and use the property he inherited from you to live and fly with his lover." Barton said in a deep voice, "even if he didn't kill himself I don't regret that kind of man at all."
"What you told me." Carol's voice was also very cold, she seemed to be a walking dead. "Someone has already done it, and there will be a result soon."
"Oh, thank you." Barton smiled.
"Is it really necessary to do this?" Carol asked, "He is still your father after all, and with his physical condition, he wouldn't be able to live for a few years, right?"
"This has nothing to do with you." Barton said here, and suddenly laughed, "You are a very good person, Carol. There are some things that people like you will never understand." He paused "But then there are some less kind people who say, 'If you don't have access to his property as compensation, why don't you make him pay for something else'."
After Barton finished speaking, he hung up the phone and laughed maniacally. (
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