Scofield's retort had returned.
The expression on Nancy's face quickly changed from confusion to shock. "This is so preposterous! What makes you say that? "
Feng Bujue laughed. "Humph … It's an expected reaction." He continued to spout nonsense. "Let this detective retell the story of your crime."
'To put it bluntly, you're just making things up again …' Scofield thought. 'But … this trick sure works …'
"It was an autumn …" Feng Bujue started to narrate.
"You suddenly changed to a very old voice, and your face was so serious. What are you up to?"
"Like previous years, you returned to Asari from Vienna and came to your father's bungalow to celebrate Thanksgiving." Feng Bujue raised his head in confusion and recited, "The autumn was deep in the mountains, and the red maple trees were like fire. The slight chill in the air made one want to put on a pair of long johns."
"Hey … the beginning of a ghost story, the foreshadowing of a hipster, and the ending of the story with such a sentence?"
"You were driving on the deserted road, and under the influence of the scenery before your eyes, you suddenly thought … How about I kill my elder brother?" Feng Bujue continued.
"A few minutes ago, you were the one who said, 'We have to follow the rules of logic and common rules, but we can't be bound by these habitual thoughts,' right? It was really you, wasn't it? Please restrain yourself! "
"Mr. Feng, if you want to use this method to make me laugh …" Nancy interrupted. "I can tell you clearly that this is not a good idea."
Feng Bujue ignored her and continued to lie. "As the daughter of Old Master Colston's second wife, your status in this family is a bit inferior. In recent years, your father's health has been deteriorating, and you have to consider your own future after his death … "
"Using the same motive repeatedly to frame different people …"
"You've been a good girl in the eyes of your family since you were young. You followed your father's will and walked on the life path that he arranged for you." Feng Bujue's imagination was running wild. In front of the people involved, he observed their expressions and continued to make up the story. "Since elementary school, you've been excellent in your studies, upright, talented, and well-educated. You're like the legendary 'other people's child'.
When you were eighteen, you entered the prestigious music academy in Vienna and stayed on as a teacher after you graduated.
In other people's eyes, your life is perfect. You have a good family background, good looks, and a good personality. You have a stable job, a good income, and a high social status.
You have a life like this is no doubt what every girl wants, but … what do you think? "
"Hey … it's not appropriate for you to tell her what she thinks …"
"Your education, your job, and even your interests … none of these were chosen by you, but by your father's wishes." "Maybe you don't want that perfection, because 'perfection' makes you lose a lot." He paused for a moment. "I'll give you an example. For example … you're almost twenty-eight years old, but you're still unmarried." He spread out his hands and shook his head. "The only reason I can think of for a lady like you to remain unmarried is that … all the outstanding men think that you are unattainable and flinch at the sight of you. And some men who overestimate themselves and are only good for their looks make you hate them."
"In short … I'm afraid that your inner world is not as happy and carefree as it seems to others." Feng Bujue said, "No matter how perfect you are, you don't get more attention than your two brothers." He said in a sarcastic tone, "You're like a dog. When your master tells you to sit down, you sit down. When he tells you to play dead, you play dead. When he tells you to roll, you roll … You stick out your tongue and wag your tail to make yourself perfect. You don't do it for the dog food, but to get the attention and approval of your master. "
[You'd better change your career to multi-level marketing … You can even be a cult leader … By the way, why does Miss Nancy look like she's about to believe me? Miss Nancy, you have to hold on! Don't let others change your settings with just a few words!]
"But the reality is cruel. A stepmother's child is a stepmother's child." Feng Bujue continued, "From Colston's attitude toward marriage, you can also see his attitude toward women. After all, he values his two sons more. Even the disappointing second son, didn't he grit his teeth and support him for nearly ten years?" His face darkened. "So … you hate your father, and this emotion will soon make you vent your anger on Denis and Jack. After all, these two guys are just your half-brothers …"
"'If my father dies, he will definitely leave his inheritance to Denis' is a reasonable idea in my opinion." Feng Bujue said, "The psychological factor is jealousy, and the material factor is the inheritance. With these two factors, you have enough motivation to do the deed."
[After brainwashing for so long, are we finally going to talk about the case …]
"Today, you didn't come as late as you looked. In fact, you arrived early, and you were the first to arrive!" Feng Bujue said, "As early as this morning, you hid the car in the woods a few miles away from the villa. Then, with the murder weapon, a string, and gloves, you quietly walked to the villa on foot." He described it vividly, as if he had seen it with his own eyes. "Anyway, the murder weapon is easy to hide. Even if you were seen by someone in the villa before the murder, it doesn't matter. Just say that the car broke down in the woods, and you had to walk back. That's enough to cover it up." He changed the topic. "You have the key to the villa's gate, so it's not difficult to sneak in. Things went smoothly, and no one found out that you had sneaked into the villa. So, you took the opportunity to hide, and waited for the right opportunity. In the afternoon, Denis and Jack came. Then, there was the shooting incident. You, who was observing in the dark, felt that … the time was right.
If you took action today, not only could you get rid of Denis, but you could also make Jack take the blame for you. You could let your father watch his two sons die one after another, and then hand over his life's inheritance to you, the real criminal that he had neglected all these years. This could be said to be the perfect revenge.
Not long after, you saw that Denis was alone, so you directly knocked on the door and entered his room. When he heard your voice, he naturally wasn't on guard. He must have thought that you had just arrived at the villa and wanted to chat with him. Then, you killed him and set up the room as a secret room. Then, you escaped from the window.
After the murder, you went back to where you hid the car, got rid of the murder weapon and gloves, adjusted your emotions, and thought about how you should react to the police … After some time, you came late and put on a good show in front of us. "
"Oh! So that's how it is! I was almost fooled by her! " Scofield himself was also fooled.
"Phew …" When Nancy heard this, she sighed deeply and said to her Brother Jue, "It's a waste of your talent to be a detective. I think you should be a writer."
"Heh heh heh …" Feng Bujue touched the back of his head with one hand and smiled proudly. He almost said, "I'm not that good."
Although their personalities were quite different, in terms of ability … Nancy was the closest to her father among the three children. She was a very smart woman and was not easily frightened. When facing Feng Bujue's ridiculous accusations, she did not panic like Carol, nor did she fly into a rage like Jack. Just like her father, Nancy refuted with facts and logic.
"My flight was delayed. You can go to the airline to check what time my flight arrived at the airport," Nancy said. "Also, the car that I drove here was rented. I think there will be many witnesses at the place where I rented the car. They will remember my appearance and the time that I appeared and left." She paused for a moment. "If your math is not too bad, you should be able to calculate … how long it took for me to arrive here from the place where I rented the car."
Feng Bujue put on a helpless look again, as if he was a villain who was about to be killed. He stuttered, "Wh … What …"
[His confident reasoning was defeated with just two sentences …]
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