Chapter 17: Colston's Narrative (I)
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After a few minutes, there was another knock on the door, and it was still Temple's voice outside the door, "Sir, Lord Colston is here." ”
"Please come in." Schofield replied.
The door opened, and Odetta appeared in the doorway, helping Lord Colston.
After the two entered the house, Colsten sat down unceremoniously, this was his home after all, and Feng Bujue and the police were already noisy.
"I'm sorry, we want to speak alone with Mr. Lovecraft." Feng Bujue said to the hostess, "Can I ask you to go out first?" ”
"This ......" Odetta looked at Colston inquiringly, who nodded to her.
Odetta hesitated for a moment, then walked out the door, and before going out, she seemed to remember something, and turned back, "Uh...... Gentlemen officers, Henderson Butler has woken up, and the doctor says he's fine. It's not too early, and if I can, I'd like to tell Oliver to get dinner ready. ”
"I have no opinion." Schofield said.
Feng Bu looked at Colston, and his master seemed to have no opinion, so he replied, "Then I'll bother you, madam." ”
After Odetta left, the door was closed by Templedie again, leaving three people in the room.
Schofield was still sitting in his place, and Feng Buyi began to pace slowly around Lord Colston.
"I'm sorry to bother you again and again at times like this." Feng Bujue said.
Well...... The opening line is exactly the same as before.
"It's okay, you're the duty too." Colston replied without humility or arrogance.
Feed...... It's so strange that even the answer is the same, only the tone is different, and the content is not bad at all! But...... The next sentence should be different, because Colston has already sat down, so it is impossible for Mr. Feng to say "please sit down" again.
"I'll get straight to the point." Feng Bujue continued, "The murderer is someone in this villa, right among us. ”
Hey! I skipped that sentence and used the exact same line!
Colston's expression didn't make a wave. Just calmly replied, "Who do you suspect it is?" ”
"I did think of some assumptions." Feng Bujue made a very embarrassed look and said, "But before I'm completely sure, I want to hear your opinion first." ”
This script is well memorized! I can ask according to this routine!
Colsten raised his head, met Feng Buju's gaze, and said coldly, "Do you want me to accuse one of your family members?" ”
"It's not all family." "Henderson, Oliver, Patton, Powell, none of them have the surname Lovecraft. ”
"In my eyes, they are family." Colston replied, "I don't want to believe that any of them are murderers. ”
Oh...... This old man is still quite human.
"Someone with a motive to kill Dennis. Can't you really think of any of them? Feng Bujue asked.
"Yes." Colston replied, "That's you." ”
It's anti-customer-oriented.
"Me?" Feng Bujue said, "Oh? Hehe......" he sneered, with an understated expression, "What is your basis?" ”
"There's no particular basis for that." Colsten replied, "It's just that you don't know where you came from, and I heard Carol say that you suddenly came out of nowhere on the road to stop the car, which is suspicious, isn't it?" Maybe you're just an imposter detective. It's actually a killer or something, and after killing my son, he uses the identity of a detective as a cover to point the finger at someone else. This is just the right way to clear the suspicion. ”
While the other party was talking, Feng Bujue slowly walked to the desk, picked up the booklet on the table and looked at it silently. Until Colston's words were finished, Brother Jue did not respond. Just continue to turn the page with your back to each other.
"Are you listening?" After nearly ten seconds of silence, Colston continued.
"Huh? What the? Are you done? Feng Bujue turned around and opened his eyes wide. A cheap expression.
Feed...... You obviously heard it, and deliberately pretended not to listen...... Well...... But this is probably also a way to provoke the other party.
"I'm sorry, but I started to ignore it when you said, 'There's no special basis.'" Feng Bujue continued, "There is this sentence at the bottom, and the content behind it is basically nonsense." ”
"Hmph...... Youngster. Colston sneered, "Wouldn't it be ridiculous to use a child's trick like 'pretend to ignore' to provoke me?" ”
"After some reasoning that came out of the anus, I was still unhappy because I didn't have an audience......" Feng Bujue sneered similarly, "It seems that I overestimated you before......
Just curse! And the export is dirty! Five minutes ago, I said a lot of handsome words, and finally stressed to me that I should "not lose my demeanor"!
"Let Uncle Ben sue you, what is real reasoning!" Feng Bujue's eyes froze, and he forced to look at Colston and said, "Swear in the name of grandpa!" The mystery has all been solved! ”
I say...... I feel like there's a strange line messing in...... Who the hell is your grandfather...... And also...... You've ruled out Colston's suspicion on the grounds of "inconvenient legs" before...... The next step is undoubtedly to slander him casually...... Is it really okay if your grandfather doesn't keep it at night?
"What the hell are you trying to say?" Colston asked, glaring at Feng Buju.
"The murderer is you!" Feng unconsciously pointed at Colston and said.
"Are you crazy? Know what you're talking about? Colston wasn't a woman like Carol, he was very calm, and he turned his head to look at Schofield next to him, "Detective, is this person really a detective?" What is the attitude of your police? ”
Feng Bujue didn't care what he said, he still went his own way and continued: "I have solved the mystery of the secret room...... With the door locked, the killer killed Dennis with a murder weapon such as a steel wire, then climbed out of the window, and then used the murder weapon to lock the window from the outside of the house. He held up the pamphlet in his hand, "You told Officer Mark that Dr. Powell took your blood pressure an hour before the crime, and you stayed alone in your room after that. In other words, you have plenty of time to sneak to the first-floor guest room, kill someone, get out of the house, discard the murder weapon, and then go back to your room. ”
Hearing this, Colston thought for a few seconds, "Is this your reasoning?" He snorted coldly and stomped the floor with his cane, "Then please sue me, how can a person who is difficult to walk without crutches kill people with steel wires?" And how do you get out of the window? (To be continued)