Chapter 31: Your Social Circle Is Really Chaotic

"What are you...what are you talking about..." Mrs. Carol seemed to have understood. She looked at Barton with shock on her face, "Is it you? Mr. Barton, you killed Dennis? Why? Why!" She said as she rushed forward.

Dr. Powell, who was closest to her, hurried up and stopped her, "Don't go there, Carol, that's a murderer."

"Humph... why..." Barton raised his eyes and looked at Carol with a compassionate look, "Pathetic woman... In every sense, you deserve sympathy... Maybe after you understand the truth , you will come to thank me instead..."

"Mr. Feng, can you explain what is going on?" Miss Nancy, who was kneeling next to her father, asked.

"It's a long story~" Feng Bujue seemed to be ready to tell a story, "First of all, let me introduce you to Mr. Barton in front of you..." He put down the knife and fork in his hand and wiped it. He opened his mouth and pointed, "He is Mr. Colston Lovecraft's eldest son."

Except for Feng Bujue and Detective Scofield, everyone else in the room looked surprised. although. Although Feng Bujue had already said the name "John Lovecraft" just now, when he officially revealed his identity, everyone was still surprised.

"Stop talking!" Colston shouted while sitting on the ground, "I plead guilty! I killed Dennis! Arrest me quickly! Officer! I plead guilty!"

"This is not a medieval religious court, Mr. Lovecraft." Feng Bujue said coldly, "This is a country with a sound legal system, and conviction requires evidence." He shrugged, "Even the Mafia, Before looking for someone to accuse or commit perjury, you should seek the advice of a lawyer before taking action. "

He looked down at the old man who was on the verge of despair with his decadent eyes, "Huh... do you think... your behavior at this moment is very noble and great? In my opinion. Even if you really take the blame on yourself It’s not like anyone else has suffered. The situation you’re in today is entirely your own fault.”

"Don't go too far!" Jack couldn't stand it anymore. He already understood the implication of Feng Bujue's words and said loudly, "You want to say that Barton is my father's illegitimate son? So what?" It’s not my father who killed him! He just lost one son and now he’s about to lose another. It’s only human to have this reaction. Can’t you be kind?”

"Ha!" Feng Bujue laughed, "Are you sure Dennis is your brother?" He paused. Suddenly he turned to Butler Henderson, "Or...are you sure that Dennis is the son of the Lovecraft family?"

As soon as he said this, everyone in the room turned to look at Henderson. The butler's face was pale and his whole body was trembling. Even though he was sitting on a chair, he felt like he was crumbling.

As an outsider, Schofield couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "The world is so chaotic..."

"I don't know how much you know about genetics, but I think Dr. Powell should know some." Feng Bujue said as he spoke. While taking out two photos from the paper bag, "I also found these two group photos from the safe in Colston's room."

"Uh..." Officer Dumpdy couldn't bear it anymore and interjected. "I said...Mr. Feng, the door to the room may not be locked, which I can understand; but things like the safe...how did you open it?"

"Oh, that box uses a mechanical lock. I can do it with a stethoscope." Feng Bujue replied casually.

"Hey... wait, stethoscope..." The corners of Powell's mouth twitched, and there was already an ominous premonition in his heart. "you……"

"That's right, I came from your room." Feng Bujue said with a smile, "Doctor, your reasoning ability is not bad."

"It's really unfair of you not to be a gangster because of your ability..." Powell muttered depressedly.

"Okay, let's get back to the photo issue." Feng Bujue raised the photo in his hand and showed it in front of everyone, "These two photos are a group photo of Colston and his two wives respectively. ." He paused, "We can see that one of his first two wives has red hair and the other has black hair." He turned the photo over and put it in front of him, "I have to say, you. Life is always accompanied by beauty, Mr. Lovecraft. Unfortunately, the women who marry you are all beautiful and die young." He paused for a second, raised his head and said to Lady Odetta. Don't worry, madam, I just said it."

Feng Bujue turned his attention to Jack and Nancy again and said, "Master Jack and Miss Nancy, both have blond hair, the same as their father when he was young." He pointed to the woman in the first photo. , "Including the possibility of recessive genes, how likely is it that the child of Colston and his first wife will have brown hair?" He licked his lips, "If the hair color is not enough to explain the problem, then Combined with dominant genetic factors such as double eyelids and chin groove...who does Dennis look like?" He turned his head and looked at the housekeeper and said, "Mr. Henderson, although your hair is gray, I can tell from your face, Judging from your eye color, cheekbones and other features, you seem to have some Latino or Germanic characteristics..."

"Yes, Dennis... is my son, the first lady and I..." Henderson interrupted Brother Jue, but failed to finish a complete sentence. Halfway through, he gritted his teeth and lowered his head.

"Henderson! You..." Jack had a good relationship with this housekeeper since he was a child, but he never expected that this man had an affair with his mother.

"It's really a fun scene to watch, isn't it? Haha..." Feng Bujue was the only person in the room who could still laugh. "A suave rich man has a lovely wife at home, but he still has an affair outside, and even He had a child with his lover first." He put the photo back into the paper bag, "So his legal wife used similar methods to retaliate against her husband."

As Brother Jue said, he stood up and walked around in the spacious restaurant. He probably regarded this as a walk after dinner, "And the foreshadowing of all tragedies was laid forty years ago. He reached out and gestured to a chair next to him, "You'd better help Mr. Lovecraft to the chair. You can't sit on the ground with him and listen to what I have to say."

Odetta, Jack and Nancy had fallen into a state of confusion. They were far from recovering from the shock, so they just followed Feng Bujue's suggestion numbly.

After a while, when Colston sat down again, Feng Bujue took out a few more fax papers from the paper bag, held it in his hand and read: "Now that we have figured out the relationship between these people, the next explanation will be simple. Well, let’s start with Mr. Button..." (To be continued...)