"You ...... What the hell are you talking about......" Mrs. Carol seemed to understand, and she looked at Barton in shock, "is that you?" Mr. Patton, you killed Dennis? Why? Why! She said and was about to rush forward.

Dr. Powell, who was closest to her, hurriedly went up and stopped her, "Don't go there, Carol, that's a murderer." ”

"Hmph...... Why ......" Barton raised his eyes and looked at Carol with a compassionate gaze, "pathetic woman...... You deserve sympathy in every sense of the word...... Maybe when you understand the truth, you'll thank me......"

"Mr. Feng, can you explain what is going on?" Miss Nancy, who was kneeling beside her father, asked.

"It's a long story~" Feng Bujue seemed to be in a state of preparing 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, wiped his mouth, stretched out his hand and said, "He, it's Colston. The eldest son of Mr. Lovecraft. ”

Except for Feng Bujue and Detective Schofield, the rest of the room all looked surprised. Although Feng Bujue had already said "John. Lovecraft", but when he officially revealed his identity, it still surprised everyone.

"Don't talk about it!" Colsten sat on the ground and shouted, "I plead guilty! Dennis was killed by me! Arrest me! Police officer! I want to confess my sins! ”

"This is not a medieval Inquisition, Mr. Lovecraft." Feng Bujue said coldly, "This is a country with a sound legal system, and conviction requires evidence." He shrugged, "Even if it's a mafia, before finding someone to confess and commit perjury, you have to consult a lawyer before acting." ”

With decadent eyes, he looked condescendingly at the old man who was on the verge of despair, "Hmph...... What do you think...... Are your deeds noble and great at this moment? In my opinion. Even if you really take the blame on yourself, you can't be considered to have suffered on behalf of others. The situation you are in today is entirely your own doing. ”

"Don't go too far!" Jack couldn't stand it anymore, he had already understood the meaning of Feng Bujue's words, and said loudly, "You want to say that Barton is my father's illegitimate son, right?" Yes and what? It wasn't my father who killed them! He has just lost one son, and now he is going to lose another, and it is human nature to have this reaction, can't you be kind? ”

"Hah!" Feng Bujue laughed, "Are you sure Dennis is your brother?" He paused. Suddenly turned his face to Henderson Butler, "Or ...... Are you sure Dennis is the son of the Lovecraft family? ”

As soon as these words came out, the whole room turned their heads to look at Henderson, the butler's face was pale, and his whole body was trembling, even if he was sitting on a chair, it gave people a shaky feeling.

As an outsider, Schofield couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Your circle is really messy......"

"I don't know how much you know about genetics, but I think Dr. Powell does." Feng Bujue said as he spoke. While taking out two photos from the paper bag, "These two group photos were also found by me from the safe in Colston's room." ”

"Uh......" Officer Dempdie on the side couldn't help it, and interjected. I say...... Mr. Feng, the door of the room may not be locked, which I can understand; But the safe ...... that kind of thing How did you open it? ”

"Oh, the box has a mechanical lock. I can do it with a stethoscope. Feng Bujue replied casually.

"Hey...... Wait, stethoscope......" The corners of Powell's mouth twitched, and a hint of foreboding was already born in his heart. "You ......"

"That's right, it came from your room." Feng Bujue smiled and said, "Doctor, your reasoning skills are not bad." ”

"Just rely on your ability not to be a Jiangyang thief, it's really a talent......" Powell muttered depressedly.

"Okay, let's get back to the photo." Feng Bujue raised the photo in his hand and showed it in front of 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 is red-haired and the other is black-haired. He flipped the picture over and put it in front of his eyes, "I have to say, your life is always accompanied by beautiful women, Mr. Lovecraft." It's a pity that the women who marry you are all red-faced and died young. He paused for a second, then looked up at Lady Odetta and said, "Don't worry, ma'am, I'll say whatever I want." ”

Feng Bujue turned his gaze to Jack and Nancy again, and said, "Young Master Jack and Miss Nancy, both blonde, are the same as their father when he was young. He pointed to the woman in the first photo, "Counting the possibility of recessive genes, how likely is it that Colston and his first wife's children have brown hair?" He licked his lips, "If hair color isn't enough to tell the story, then combine these dominant genetic factors such as double eyelids and chin grooves...... Who is Dennis more like? He turned his head and looked at the butler, "Mr. Henderson, although your hair is gray, judging by your face, eye color, cheekbones, and other features, it seems that you have some Latino or Germanic characteristics......"

"Yes, Dennis...... It's my son, it's me and my first ......wife," Henderson interrupted Jue, but couldn't finish a sentence. Halfway through, he gritted his teeth and lowered his head.

"Henderson! You ......" Jack has had a good relationship with this housekeeper since he was a child, but he never expected that this man would have an affair with his mother.

"It's a nice thing to see, isn't it? Hehe...... "Feng Bujue is the only person in this room who can still laugh," a suave rich man who already has a wife at home, but he still has to cheat outside, and even has a child with his lover first. He put the photo back in the paper bag, "and his legal wife took revenge on her husband in a similar way." ”

Jue Ge said, stood up, and paced through the spacious dining room, probably thinking of it as an after-dinner walk, "And the foreshadowing of a qiē tragedy was also laid forty years ago. He gestured to a chair beside him, "You'd better help Mr. Lovecraft into the chair, you can't sit on the floor with him and listen to me." ”

Odetta, Jack, and Nancy were in a state of confusion, and they were far from recovering from the shock, so they just did what they didn't know.

After a while, when Colston sat down again, Feng unconsciously took out a few more fax papers from the paper bag, held them in his hand and read: "Now that we have figured out the relationship between these people, the rest of the explanation will be simple, let's start with Mr. Barton......" (To be continued......