Robert. Hutton, female, born in Scotland, came to China with her father at the age of 12, and died two years later in Qinxin Garden. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info a sensation over the years, and many personnel were dispatched to find it without success, and his father Huder sought Hudu Ying to rent a patrol house to participate in it, and cracked the tragedy of the Holy See in Shanghai.

the tragedy of the Holy See in Shanghai; In the summer, through the villagers' report, British missionaries kidnapped more than a dozen women and children in the name of missionary work and hid them in the 'Tiande Church', the villagers besieged the church, and the government suppressed it, until dozens of villagers died, and the missionary Trump was beaten to death.

-- Guangxu year, Lu Bao published.

Miss Hutton disappeared from view in the early afternoon, that is to say, she left the island from noon to evening.

Doubt; Did Miss Hutton leave voluntarily or forced?

- Hypothesis 1; Leave voluntarily.

Question 1; Are outsiders involved?

Untie; The security is so tight that it is impossible to leave by boat without being detected. Miss Hutton was not a good swimmer and could not swim away from the island, so she was excluded without the help of outsiders.

Question 2; Who gave Miss Hutton help, all the servants had evidence of their presence, and the servants were excluded from giving help.

Question 3; Why did Miss Hutton leave? There is no solution yet.

- Hypothesis 2; Forced to leave.

Question 1; Was the kidnapper due to Heard or Hutton?

Solution 1; Hutton is new to China, and rarely goes out, so the chance of resentment with others is not large, so it is ruled out.

Solution 2, Hurd's reason, Hurd is an official of the Qing Dynasty, and it is normal to have grudges with people,

Question 2; Why didn't the kidnappers contact Hurd if they had a plan? There is no solution yet.

Geng Daquan couldn't think of two big questions after thinking about it all night, a disappearance case ten years ago now has very few clues.

The next day, before it turned white, Geng Daquan got up and walked around the island, and when he returned to his lodgings, Evan was waiting for him at the door.

"Mr. Daquan got up early!" Evan instructed the servant to bring breakfast for Geng Daquan to use.

"What is the white building behind the bamboo forest for?" When Geng Daquan passed through the bamboo forest, he accidentally found that there was a row of buildings inside, but the outside was surrounded by an iron gate, and he couldn't get in.

"The church."

"Why don't you use it?" Geng Daquan saw that the iron gate was overgrown with weeds, and it was obvious that no one had taken care of it for a long time.

"That's a long story, for when my father first bought the island, he met a missionary in China, Archbishop Gordon, who had built this church at his request, and my father was here for service."

"Who would have thought that there would be a dispute with the local villagers later, and someone died, so it was useless to be put away after that."

"The tragedy of the Holy See in Shanghai?" Geng Daquan exclaimed.

"I don't know the specifics, anyway, the incident will be big, and I can't and won't be abandoned by my father." Among them, Evan didn't know much, all from his father.

"Oh." Geng Daquan responded, but he couldn't think of anything to do with the disappearance of Miss Hutton, so he didn't ask again.

"What did you find?" Ai Wenming asked knowingly.

What can be found in one night, Geng Daquan otherwise would not have walked around the island so early, only hoping to find some hidden places, but although the island is large, it is clear everywhere, if anyone wants to find something, it will never be able to hide, and at the same time, the possibility of Miss Hutton being forced and voluntarily hiding is ruled out.

"Miss Hutton's boudoir, can I take a look?" Geng Daquan didn't want to give up on this, and planned to learn more about Miss Hutton, hoping to find any clues from it.

"Of course, I'll ask the housekeeper to take you there." Evan called someone to call the housekeeper over, and only after leaving, did he say: "My father has a lot of trivial matters to do when he returns to China, and I will instruct the housekeeper to obey your dispatch, and you can directly tell him if you have any needs." ”

Evan left the island with a few servants in a boat, leaving Geng Daquan here without asking, and at this moment he was like half a master, and everyone knew that he was a distinguished guest of Robert's family.

After Geng Daquan finished eating breakfast and carefully read the confessions of everyone on the day of the crime, there were several knocks on the door, thinking that it was a servant who came to clean up the dishes, so he said, "Please come in." ”

"Mr. Daquan, it's an honor to serve you." The one who spoke was the middle-aged man who had seen talking to Evan on the docks when he came.

"Boss?"

"You're too polite, call me Baola." Bao La spoke very casually, not as serious as he looked.

Geng Daquan made a vacant seat for the random messy file, asked Bao La to sit down, and asked casually, "How many years have you been with Mr. Hurd?" ”

"It's been more than 20 years."

"Oh? Didn't you follow the master as a teenager. Geng Daquan didn't expect this housekeeper to follow him for so long.

"My father was a retainer of Prince Gong, and he was arranged to be by his side when the old man took over as the chief customs and tax department." Bao La didn't mind that others knew that he was the eyeliner that Prince Gong had placed next to Hurd.

Although it is now the Republic of China, everything in the past has turned into smoke, but Bao La's statement shows that he has Hurd's trust. When he was young, Bao La was not only a housekeeper, but also a powerful assistant to Hurd, who assisted Hurd in rectifying customs and taxation, and also accompanied Hurd to lead the Qing missions to various countries.

"You know what you know about Miss Hutton." Geng Daquan's question returned to the topic.

"Miss is weak and often sick, and she doesn't talk to people, and she usually reads books by herself in her room."

Geng Daquan really couldn't imagine the scene of a cardamom girl stuffed in the house every day, and then asked: "How is the relationship between the Robert family?" ”

At this time, Bao La's eloquent temperament suddenly paused, and Geng Daquan knew that he had scruples, so he said: "Everything I did was to follow Mr. Hurd's orders, I hope you don't have to hide it, this is not what Mr. Hurd wants to see." ”

"Okay!" Bao La seemed to have given great courage before he said: "The relationship between the master's family is not good. ”

Geng Daquan was interested when he heard this, and asked, "Oh, why is it a bad law?" Who has a bad relationship with whom? ”

"Madame and Madame often quarrel."

"Miss Hutton's mother?" Geng Daquan was a little strange.

"It's the woman that the lord likes when he comes to China."

"Why didn't you see her?"

"Madame lives alone in an attic by the lake, and doesn't usually go out." Bao La pointed to the other side of the mountain, a Chinese-style courtyard with a wooden structure.

No wonder, Geng Daquan had some thoughts in his heart, so he asked Bao La, "Does Mr. Hurd know about them?" ”

"The master is rarely with his family, I think I don't know very well, but I may know some!" Bao La is not quite sure.

"What is the relationship between Mr. Hurd and the two Hutton siblings?"

"The relationship between the master and the young lady is very good, but the relationship with the young master is extremely poor."

"Why is this?" Geng Daquan had seen their father and son together, but he couldn't see anything wrong.

"I think it should be the reason why the young master's mother died because she gave birth to him!" Bao La tried to guess why.

Geng Daquan couldn't help but feel that every family had a scripture that was difficult to read, and asked his wife if she had children, Bao La said that she had a daughter in her early years, and then she got sick and died somehow, and she never conceived again.

Although the Robert family was in power for a while, with the abdication of the Qing Dynasty, they were excluded from the supreme power, and now all that is left is money. In the case of this small island, although it looks magnificent and rich on the outside, everyone including Mr. Hurd has lost its life, so it also sets off the island coldly, like a dying foot worm, the only thing left is the shell.

Miss Hutton's house was separated from the stables by a canal, and in front of it was a large lawn, and the lake could be seen in the distance.

Her room was on the second floor against the balcony, and from the outside, the windows were still open, and the white curtains could be seen swaying in the breeze. When Bao La knocked on the door, the decoration of the inner room instantly came into view, and time seemed to have never passed! This was Geng Daquan's first reaction, lifting the sheets, using the bookmarked Bible, leaving the seat in its original position, as if to warn its intruders, the hostess had just left.

"The master ordered the servants to clean every day, but the things in the house are not allowed to be moved, so what you see now is actually the appearance of the young lady ten years ago."

An English lady's boudoir in China is less fat and more of a literati's book, and the shelves are full of foreign novels. If there is any representation that there was once a female guest here, it is the mural on the wall, which is a framed paper-cut, although the form is a traditional Chinese paper-cut, but in fact the cut out looks like herbaceous plants, lifelike, and detailed.

"Is this Miss Hutton?" Geng Daquan found a photograph on the wall of a young girl in a long scottish skirt, the white ribbon pinned to her hair in a bun waving in the sea breeze, and the time was frozen when a petrel landed on the deck.

He was a little strange, this picture was so familiar as if he had seen it somewhere, this idea only stayed in his mind for a second, Bao La happened to come over at this time, and when he heard Geng Daquan's question, he glanced at it, shook his head and said: "This is not Miss, here is only a photo of Miss when she was a child, she doesn't like to take pictures when she grows up, and the girl in this photo seems to have been taken by Miss for others on a cruise ship." ”

Geng Daquan asked again: "There is no big one?" ”

"Nope." Bao La affirmed.

Geng Daquan then asked about some other things, and Bao La knew everything, and when he left, he asked Bao La to carry Miss Hutton's letters, telegrams, diaries, etc. to his house.

One afternoon, Geng Daquan locked himself in the room, and checked some of Miss Hutton's letters, most of which happened in England and were sparse and ordinary, and there was a faint difference in the diary, others were written down day by day, but she was the opposite, writing the next things first and then the previous things, of course, it was not excluded that she deliberately tried to play.

Miss Hutton has a hobby of collecting newspapers, and there is a stack at the head of the bed in her room, and when Geng Daquan has the heart to tidy it up, she finds that there is a large box, all of which are a newspaper called the Shanghai Times.

This newspaper has 16 positive and negative editions, and it is a small sample for three days, and other newspapers publish the war situation in all parts of the country, but it is different, and there is no mention of the major events of the war, and most of them are trivial matters in City A, such as the following;

The next day, at the same mouth of Luhu, there was no way out of the house, friends should not pick the door, broke in, a woman knelt on her bed, her lower body did not avoid, the corn cob fell into the corner of the wall, the fracture was stained with blood, and her woman died.

Or. The missing person notice, and the lack of photos, is really strange.

How can this be called "Shanghai Times"? It's almost the same as "Anecdotes of Shanghai".

Miss Hutton, however, was so happy with the newspaper that she not only read it, but also circled it with a red pen when she encountered some word in each paragraph, and wrote densely with small letters underneath it, as if it were the behavior of a beginner who could read and write. This level of seriousness made Geng Daquan feel strange inside, there are not so many coincidences in the world, and then he had the idea of going to see this newspaper.