Chapter Seventy-Five: The Imposter Monet

Ever since his brother had sent him a letter and five thousand pounds from New York, Alan had developed the habit of going to the post office almost every day to see if there were any letters from New York, although he also knew that normally there would be none, but what if it wasn't?

To be honest, Alan has never figured out how Tony, who was originally a stumbling bag and useless person, seemed to be a different person after arriving in New York, and suddenly not only could write novels but also predict the location of the treasure, and what was even more terrifying was that his predictions were all right.

He didn't know if the Hindu temple was real or not, but it was absolutely true here in Hockelson Village and even in the whole of Sackfordshire, and the villagers here watched batches of gold coins, antiques, and even hundreds of pounds of gold nuggets being carried out of Rouse's house, so the people here were almost to the point of personal worship of Monet, and even his brother himself was very respected here.

That's right, Alan has now moved to live in Ipswich, the county of Sakfordshire, because his reputation in his hometown was rotten before that, and he would have moved even without Monet......

Just when Alan was full of cranky thoughts and walked home, before he could open the door, the neighbor Uncle Tom greeted him warmly: "Mr. Allen, congratulations so much!" ”

"Congratulations? What do I have to congratulate? Alan asked, puzzled.

"Isn't it worth congratulating your brother Monsieur Monet, the treasure hunter, to be back? Isn't that what you've been looking forward to lately! Uncle Tom said loudly.

"What's Tony back? Where is he, where is he? Alan asked repeatedly.

"When Monsieur Monet came just now, he saw that you were not there, so he went to find a place to live!" Uncle Tom explained, then pointed to the distance and said loudly, "Look, isn't that Mr. Monet!" ”

Alan heard the sound and looked back, only to see a gentleman walking not far away, he was wearing a black wide tweed dress, tall man, standing next to several gentlemen around him but looking so prominent, broad shoulders, wearing a pair of shiny full-top shoes, his fine silk shirt collar with a very wide and fashionable black bow, with his pure black clothes very decent. His golden hair was shrouded in the sun, like a silver glittering hat. The two mustaches were trimmed neatly, and when they smiled like a sun, they showed two rows of white teeth.

And a lady who took his arm was dressed as beautiful as a butterfly, and her skirt was so swollen that the lace-trimmed petticoat peeked out from below. A snow-white and pink chest dragged around the lace neckline, a silk scarf hung casually on the arm, a gold-sprinkled fan hung from the wrist with a thin velvet band, and the golden sideburns hung from the neck stem, jumping with the huge gold earrings on the ears.

While Alan was looking at the two of them, the two also saw everyone, only to see the gentleman in black walking over quickly, opening his arms and greeting Alan enthusiastically: "Oh, my dear brother Alan, I haven't seen you for more than a year, I really miss you guys!" ”

"Uh, you, who are?" Alan asked, somewhat uncertain.

The gentleman in black pretended to be displeased and replied, "Oh, Brother Allen, what's wrong with you?" Don't you even remember me? I'm your brother Tony! Didn't I write to you before? ”

"But, didn't you say in the letter that since the Titanic shipwreck, you don't dare to take the ship?" Alan asked, puzzled.

"Isn't this meant to surprise you! If you knew in advance that I would be back, how could you get the surprise now? The gentleman in black replied with a smile.

Then he pointed to the beautiful woman next to him and introduced: "By the way, let me introduce, this is my wife Mona!" Mona, this is the brother Alan I often tell you about! ”

Although Alan can be 100% sure that the "Tony-Monet" in front of him, who claims to be his younger brother, is absolutely fake, he really can't figure out why this guy is pretending to be Tony, especially in front of himself, can he not recognize his own brother who has only been separated for a year?

While Alan was thinking hard, "Monet" looked up at the sky and proposed, "Oh, it's so late now, I just booked a place at the Pond restaurant, let's go over and eat and talk!" ”

Pondo's restaurant is the most upscale and expensive restaurant in Ipswich, even if he has the five thousand pounds sent by Monet, Alan is reluctant to go, and now he obviously doesn't have to spend his own money, so Alan plans to go over and have a meal, and by the way, see what this guy wants to do?

When I arrived at the Pando restaurant, Alan was still very nervous and cramped at the beginning, but after drinking a few glasses of red wine that I didn't know the brand but must be very expensive, under the smoke of alcohol, I gradually let go, at this time Mr. Allen took advantage of the strength of the wine to ask "Monet": "Tony, do you plan to stay for a few days or stay for a long time when you come back this time?" ”

"Oh, I'm taking Mona on a newlywed trip, I'll probably stay for a week, take this opportunity to spend more time with my brother, after all, we haven't seen each other for two years, and I may have to settle in New York in the future!" Monet replied casually.

Then he said: "By the way, brother, this is a gift I prepared for you, I hope you like it!" As he spoke, he took out a large number of beautifully packaged gift boxes and pushed them over.

Although Alan was very sure that the Tony in front of him was definitely fake, but seeing so many exquisite and expensive gifts, Alan felt that there was no need to expose him for the time being, and he would not suffer a loss in this matter anyway.

So Alan said hypocritically while unpacking and checking them one by one, without being ashamed: "Oh, Tony, I'm already very happy that you can come back to see me, what else are you buying, especially these things are so expensive...... But at the moment, he was busy looking down at the gifts, and he didn't see the disdainful eyes of "Monet" and Mona......

Although this was 1913, the speed of information spread seemed to be faster than that of modern society in 2018, and after only one night, it seemed that the whole of Ipswich knew that the treasure hunter Mr. Monet had returned to visit his brother, and there was even a windfall......

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PS2: I went to see "On the Cliff" yesterday, in fact, I like the TV series "Cliff" very much, basically I will rewatch it every two years, this movie version is indeed a powerful star-studded group, and the acting skills are very good, but the script is too much like a movie book......