"Young Master Denis shouted excitedly to Master... 'Everyone can see that the woman married you to steal our family's property. You're the only one who's still in the dark. You're old and muddle-headed, and you've been charmed by her. I won't let this happen. If you don't want to erase her name from the will, I'll find another way! '" Barton imitated the tone of the person involved and repeated, "After Young Master said this, Master roared loudly, and then there was a gunshot. At that time, I was so scared that I almost fell from the tree. Fortunately, I was close to the tree trunk, so I hugged and slid down in time. After that... I ran into the house and met everyone in the corridor on the second floor. "
Barton looked like an honest man. He was not shrewd, but he was a little gossipy. It was human nature for the servants of wealthy families to be interested in the master's family's dirty laundry.
Feng Bujue thought that Barton's description might have been exaggerated, but the basic meaning should not be too different. Therefore, Brother Jue asked tentatively, "In other words... you think, this' find another way 'is..." He made a throat-slitting gesture with his hand.
"Yes..." Barton's eyes widened as he nodded.
"Isn't this a little arbitrary?" Feng Bujue said, "When we were in the hall earlier, I didn't think their relationship was tense to the point of death."
"No... you don't know, Mr. Feng." Barton leaned forward and said, "I've been a gardener here for eight years, so I more or less know some things..." His gossipy soul seemed to have been ignited, and he narrated with a serious face, "Mrs. Odetta married Master seven years ago. At that time, she was only 28 years old, and Master Colston was 55 years old. You should know what outsiders would think of this kind of marriage between an old man and a young woman... "
"Yes … A pear blossom suppressing the begonia," Feng Bujue added. "Beautiful …" His face was filled with fascination.
"Uh … What did you say?" Barton was confused. It seemed that the system's translation function was unable to convey Feng Bujue's meaning.
"Nothing, I just thought of something irrelevant." Feng Bujue instantly changed his expression and brought the topic back. "I think, even if they don't say it on the surface, most people will still think that … Mrs. Odetta married Mr. Lovecraft for money."
"Yes." Barton responded and continued, "So you should be able to guess the reaction of the master's three children when they heard the news."
"Three children?" Feng Bujue asked. "Is there another one besides Denis and Jack?"
"Yes, Master also has a daughter, Miss Nancy." Barton added, "Young Master Denis and Young Master Jack are both the children of the first wife, and Miss Nancy is the child of the master and the second wife."
"Is Miss Nancy in this villa now?" Feng Bujue asked.
"No, but she should be here today," Barton replied. "In fact, only Master and Madam are here. Young Master and Madam live in the city, Miss Nancy works in Vienna, and Young Master … seems to be homeless. But every year at this time, they come back and stay until Thanksgiving. "
"Hmm …" Feng Bujue quickly sorted out the situation of the family in his mind and said, "Understood … Please continue."
"Okay." Barton continued, "When Master announced that he was going to marry the young Ms. Odetta, the family naturally thought that this woman came for Master's property. Of course, at that time, Young Master Jack was busy being a rock star, and Miss Nancy was still in college. Although they were quite critical of this matter, it wasn't to the point where they couldn't accept it. "
"But Denis's attitude is more intense." Feng Bujue followed Barton's words.
"That's right." Barton said, "I'm about the same age as Young Master Denis. In fact, I quite understand him. If I had a rich father and wanted to marry a stepmother who was five or six years younger than me, I would also object. "
"In short, the conflict between the two was foreshadowed from then on, right?" Feng Bujue said.
"Yes, so over the years, the relationship between Young Master Denis and Mrs. Odetta has been very tense, but on the surface, they are very polite," Barton replied.
"Oh …" Feng Bujue muttered, "I heard that now … the focus of the problem seems to be Master Colston's will. Do you know anything about that? "
Barton heard this, recalled for a few seconds, and said, "Well … that was … the winter three years ago. One afternoon, Master suddenly had a stroke in the study. Although he was finally out of danger, he had to be accompanied by crutches in the days that followed. This was undoubtedly a heavy blow to Master, who had always been healthy. After that, his physical condition became worse and worse. A few months later, he found a lawyer and made a will … "
Feng Bujue interrupted, "Could it be … that Madam asked him to make it?"
"Uh … I don't know about that." Barton said, "But Young Master Denis seems to think so, and he has argued with Master many times over the will. I remember that one time, they quarreled very fiercely, and everyone in the house heard Young Master shouting in the house, 'That woman is a witch! She should be tied to the stake and burned to death! '"
"Well …" Feng Bujue thought for a moment and said, "Then … why are you … telling me these things?"
"Because I really don't know who to ask for help, Mr. Feng," Barton said with a sad face. Barton said with a worried look on his face, "Master's shooting today really scared me. What Master Dennis said is also true … I think something bad will happen if this goes on. Master and Madam have always been good to me, and I don't want to see either of them get into trouble or do something that will harm someone's life. " He paused for a moment. "I saw you in the corridor before. You were extremely calm in the face of unexpected situations. I can see from your eyes that you are a great person. That's why I'm telling you this. I think maybe you can talk to Master or Young Master and persuade them not to do anything stupid. "
When Feng Bujue heard this, his expression didn't change. He was silent for a while before he said, "In the end, I'm just a passerby who encountered a car accident in the mountains. I'm not qualified to tell them what to do about the Lovecraft family. "
Barton lowered his head and showed a disappointed expression.
Feng Bujue continued, "In my opinion, you are a little oversensitive, Mr. Barton. Everyone will say a few words in anger … especially when they lose control of their emotions. "He spread his hands." Witches, burning at the stake, they are obviously metaphors. When you said 'think of another way,' perhaps you were referring to … using legal means or something. " He stood up and patted Barton on the shoulder. "Don't worry, Mr. Barton, nothing will happen …"
"Ah —" A woman's scream suddenly sounded, interrupting Feng Bujue's words.
The system's voice followed immediately: [Current mission completed. Main mission updated.]
In the menu, [Stay in the villa and wait for the case to happen] had been ticked, and a new mission appeared: [Investigate the crime scene and wait for the police to arrive.]
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