Chapter 154: Portrait of Shoton
"Mr. Henry, are you really going to rush back overnight?"
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Sir Henry looked at his beloved affectionately, refusing to blink for a moment, lest he lose the center of his pupils, and it was as if Scrooge had seen the most brilliant diamond in the world, and he would not be bored even if he looked at it for the rest of his life. He stepped forward, gently hugged Miss Adeline, waved at the person who gave him off, and then walked briskly towards Luo Hanya, who was waiting for him in front of him.
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"Mr. Han, I don't quite understand why we have to rush back at night, why don't we go back tomorrow?"
"Sir, I know you can't bear Miss Adeline, but it's not bad for a few days."
"I ......" Sir was poked in the sore spot, and his face flushed, even in the dark.
"Actually, I insisted on rushing back tonight just to block Remo's wife."
"Huh? You mean she's going to escape from Bach Manor tonight? β
"It's just a possibility, but if I were her, I'd definitely go out and avoid it. Or directly become a missing person. β
"Missing persons?"
"Yes, don't forget that her husband died tragically in the moor, isn't it normal if she goes missing? I went out with my husband at night, and I was attacked by an unexpected monster, and both husband and wife died in the moor, washing all her suspicions clean, and by the way, cutting off all our clues. β
"But there's a question in this, why do they go out in the middle of the night?"
"All the parties involved are dead, and this can only become an unknown mystery that can never be solved." Luo Hanya calmly stated what might happen next.
"Mr. Han, you have simply described the prospect of this case as dark to the extreme, so is there any hope for this case to be solved?"
"Of course there is hope, but it just needs your cooperation."
"I'm completely fine here, what should I do?"
"All you need to do is if anyone invites you to go anywhere on the moor, you say yes and go on time."
Jazz was stunned for a moment, he was a smart man, and he quickly understood what Luo Hanya meant by what he was talking about, that is, using himself as bait! His face quickly turned pale as paper, and he swallowed hard a mouthful of saliva, "Do you really have to do this?" β
"If the situation can be better, naturally there is no need for that, and you don't need to be afraid, the situation has not reached that unfavorable point now."
Sir was silent, and the two never said a word again, but it was clear that they both had a stone in their hearts. The difference is that Luo Hanya has been thinking about the people who may be criminals, while Sir Henry is conflicting about whether to be the bait or not, they are like robots, mechanically walking towards Bach Manor.
"Actually, if you want me to be bait, I'd be quite willing." The lights of Bach Manor were in front of him, and Sir suddenly spoke.
Luo Hanya glanced at Sir in admiration, smiled, and didn't say anything, just quietly accompanied Sir Henry, and followed him into Bach Manor.
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"Sure enough, she's not here." Jazz spread his hands and reluctantly accepted the current situation.
"Everything is still expected, isn't it? Sir," Luo Hanya joked with a wry smile, his eyes scanning the things in the room aimlessly. Suddenly, his gaze paused, and then he looked down.
When Luo Hanya looked down, Jazz could see that he was suppressing the excitement in his heart. His expression was still calm, but his eyes sparkled with ecstasy.
"Mr. Han? You must have found something. β
"Thank you to these great artists!" Luo Hanya said as he waved his finger at the row of portraits hanging on the opposite wall, "Although I don't generally think that I know any art, it's just that those arts are not great enough. Ah, these portraits are so well drawn, so good! Thank you for leaving these things behind! β
"Oh, I am glad to hear that," said Sir Henry, who did not quite understand why Lohanya was so excited by these portraits, but still proud of the Bach family, "I dare not pretend to be an expert in these things. I'm much more professional in merchandising or business than I am at a drawing, but I still think these things are pretty good. β
"Good! There, I could see it at a glance. I swear, it's a portrait of Naylor, the woman in the blue silk over there. And the chubby gentleman in the wig must have been written by Reynolds. I guess all of this must be portraits of famous artists from your family, right? β
"All of them."
"Do you know the names of the people?"
"Remo told me in detail a few days ago that I think I can still carry it well."
"Who's that gentleman with the binoculars?"
"That's Admiral Bach, he was a naval admiral -- his light blue clothes symbolized the sea, and he was the one who kept the British Empire on the routes to the United States, which was still part of our British Empire at that time."
"And the knight across from meβthe one with the black velvet cloak and the ribbon?"
"I remember this guy the most, all the curses came from him, he is the creator of the curse of the Bach family, the bad quality of Shutton, he is the root of all misfortune, I will never forget him."
Luo Hanya looked at the portrait with some surprise, he was amazed, and muttered in a low voice: "Maybe this is a reincarnation, the curse created by that villain, and finally brought back by his descendants." β
"What's wrong? Mr. Han? β
"I was just surprised." Luo Hanya said, "It seems that he does look like a serene and docile old gentleman, but I dare say that there is a perverse spirit hidden in his eyes." I imagined him to be a fleshy-faced, brutal, bloodthirsty bastard! β
"Sometimes the most vicious guy has a pretty face. And those who are good, God has made them suffer many calamities. Jazz sighed.
Luo Hanya didn't say anything more, but it was clear that he had agreed with Sir Henry, and although he had only lived in the world for eighteen years, he had already encountered many such things. Good and evil often have nothing to do with the face, and there are many "Quasimodo"-style characters, and of course it is more common to be dressed like a beast that does nothing evil. (To be continued.) )