Thriller Paradise Chapter 5: I am also a detective anyhow

Feng Bujue followed the housekeeper and ran upstairs. When passing the corner of the stairs, he found a travel bag being thrown by the side of the aisle. It must have been the young master Jack who threw it down after hearing the gunshot.

More than a minute later, Feng Bujue followed Henderson to the door of the master bedroom on the second floor. The door of the room was wide open, and there was a fierce dispute in the room.

One of the voices was obviously Dennis, and he shouted emotionally: "It has nothing to do with you! Jack!"

Jack replied not to be outdone: "Hey! I'm not a three-year-old kid anymore, I have the right to know what you said to my father to make him furious!"

"Enough!" The third voice sounded. It was a voice that was relatively unfamiliar to Feng Bujue. It sounded deep and powerful, "Shut up all!"

Bang——

It was another gunshot. Judging from the sound, it was from the same gun.

At this time, Audita and Carol had also heard the sound, and they appeared from the other end of the corridor.

"Oh, my goodness! What happened..." Odetta said worriedly.

Carol's expression is similar to hers, and she looks embarrassed.

There are more than these people who are attracted by the gunshots. The maid, Oliver, the gardener Barton whom Feng Bujue has met before, and another tall and thin man in his fifties who wears glasses he has not seen before. The man also appeared in the corridor one after another. The expressions on everyone's faces were shocked, and they all said in their mouths, "What's the matter?" "I heard the gunshots."

"Master, two young masters..." Butler Henderson was the first to enter the door, "This..."

No one in the room answered him, and the scene fell into a suppressed silence.

Feng Bujue didn't care about those, he quietly approached and looked into the room over Henderson's shoulder. In the bedroom in front of him, there were three people in total. Except for Dennis and Jack, the third one was naturally the master of the Lovecraft family.

In the eyes of most people, Dennis’ appearance is considered tall and magnificent, but compared with his father, his temperament and aura are quite different.

The appearance of the Patriarch is unforgettable at a glance. His face is firm, clear-cut, and his eyes are indifferent and calm. There is a kind of majesty of a superior person in his gestures, giving people a supernatural, unquestionable Not to be offended.

"Yeah...it's no wonder that it's a good idea to marry a wife who is 30 years younger than him." Feng Bujue said, his gaze wandered rapidly, observing every detail in the bedroom.

At this time, the old man is sitting on a sofa chair, wearing a crimson nightgown, holding a silver-handed Colt revolver in his hand, a six-shot classic, The muzzle was still smoking.

Dennis and Jack were both standing two meters away from him, and they didn't look like they were injured.

"Cut...Is it just shooting at the ceiling to demonstrate..." Feng Bujue asked, his mentality of fearing that the world will not be chaotic is really undesirable, "The purpose of the question mark after the title of the previous chapter is this Ah..."

"Collston!" The tall and thin man in the corridor hurriedly walked, "I'm sorry, I borrowed it." He squeezed past Feng Bujue and Henderson and walked into the bedroom. , Said to the master, "Korston, are you crazy...put down the gun, what if you hurt someone?"

"Yeah...If I commit crimes in front of so many people, how can I support Chapter 33..." Feng Bujue murmured in his heart.

"Huh..." Colston put the gun on the small table next to the chair, exhaled deeply, then looked up at his two sons and said, "You two go out first."

Dennis and Jack glanced at each other, the smell of gunpowder was full, but neither of them said anything, just exited the room according to their father's orders.

"Powell, you stay, I have something to tell you." Kolston said to the tall and thin man, who seemed to be the "Doctor Powell" mentioned by Audita earlier.

After the two sons left the room, Colston motioned to Powell to close the door.

The atmosphere in the corridor is a bit awkward. Obviously, everyone has their own speculations about what Dennis and Colston said before. Therefore, everyone's eyes are telling a special emotion.

"Honey, are you okay?" Carol came up and took her husband's hand with concern.

"Don't worry, my dear..." Dennis is very good at hiding his true emotions. After walking out of the room, his expression has returned to his usual appearance, "Father is just... angry because of some trivial things, you know, In recent years, his temper has become more and more irritable. I think it may be related to his illness."

"Ha! It's true." Jack sneered, turning around to leave.

"Are you talking to your brother like this?" Dennis said loudly.

"You should be grateful, I don't have a gun like that." Jack spoke frivolously, maybe he didn't think so much, but the implication of this joke is very dangerous. In Feng Bujue's view, if Dennis was killed soon, this line could basically constitute the key suspect FLAG.

After Jack finished speaking, he headed for the stairs, and he should go back to pick up the luggage he dropped. Dennis snorted and didn't call him again.

As an outsider, it is naturally inconvenient for Feng Bujue to interrupt. He just watched everyone's reaction quietly... Butler Henderson, Gardener Button, Maid Oliver, Mrs. Carol, and Ao Dai Mrs. Tower. In the eyes of Brother Jue, they all hide some ulterior secrets.

"Okay, it's all gone~IndoMTL.com~ There's nothing to look at, it's okay." Dennis let everyone go away, and when he was talking, he realized that Feng Bujue was there, so he stepped forward and said, Oh, Mr. Feng, I’m so sorry to make you laugh. That... my father used to be a soldier, and that gun is a souvenir from the war..."

Feng Bujue was not interested in this perfunctory explanation. He directly replied in a very open-minded tone: "Oh, it doesn't matter. I'm used to such scenes. I'm also a detective anyway."

This sentence seems to freeze the air. The movements of those who were leaving were obviously stagnant, even Jack, who had already walked far away, looked back at Feng Bujue.

The expressions on the faces of Dennis and his wife also changed slightly. Although the latter had mentioned this when they chatted with Feng Bujue in the car, Dennis and Carol did not take it back at all. thing. A survivor of a car accident with a minor concussion who can’t even say his birthday or the age of his life, he said he was an astronaut, who would believe it...

However, Feng Bujue had already cleaned up at this moment and changed into a clean dress. Looking from top to bottom, this person has divine eyes, healthy body, clear speech and behavior, and degree of phrasing. It seems... it's really possible to be a detective. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe (this site), rewards, and your support is my biggest motivation.)