[Comprehensive Classics] Killing the Classics

Anya paused in surprise, but before she paused for a long time, she realized her chance and walked into the room faster.Madame de Villefort followed, and also entered the room.

As soon as they entered, the door was closed.People standing in the gloomy and dreary room all had pale faces, but most of them were as surprised and excited as they heard the secret.Anya looked around the room for a week, and exchanged glances with the earl.The roar just now was undoubtedly made by Caderousse, so what happened in this short period of time that made him make such a miserable roar?

Earl Chateau Leno just stood near the door, he gave way to the two ladies in a gentlemanly way, but said in a low voice: "I hope you don't go to see what's going on over there, because the situation is really terrible .”

"What is it?" asked Madame de Villefort.Anya could already smell blood.

In one corner of the room, near the staircase, a small circle of people was forming, of which the count stood at a distance.But in any case, no matter what happened to Caderousse, it must be inseparable from the earl.But what happened to Caderousse now?I smelled blood just now... Is he dead?

The famous bandit leader Roger Vampa was standing there calmly, with a white glove taken off and casually thrown on the low cabinet.Fortunately, Viscount Albert is not here now, nor is Franz, otherwise they would have recognized the man who had robbed Albert back then.But precisely because none of them were present at the moment, Vampa was able to deceive a group of noble ladies and gentlemen in Paris in such a nonchalant manner.It is not difficult to imagine the scene in the room. Vampa must have injured or even killed Caderousse just now.But listening to Caderousse's tone and content just now, he didn't have time to recognize whether that "Cavalcanti" was his former cellmate, and he had already been killed.

Caderousse was indeed dead.The count's two servants carried him out of the secret staircase, and everyone's eyes followed them until Caderousse completely disappeared into the stairs, and they never looked away.

"My God," murmured Mercedes, squeezing her husband's hand.Madame Danglars, on the other hand, was pale and almost fainted.

The Count of Monte Cristo said: "What do you think, Morrel, my friend?"

"One hit kills, no pain." The young man replied.

"Should we try someone for his crimes?" Count Morcerf challenged.He had originally discussed with Danglars about getting married, but just now Danglars' eyes kept circling Cavalcanti, and his words revealed the intention to regret the marriage, which made him very unhappy.M. Danglars, of course, would be more than happy to have the opportunity to bring down his new love.

The count looked at Morcerf thoughtfully, and said: "But we all know that it is easy to get away with certain crimes."

"Could it be that so many of us here today can't testify!" Mr. Danglars realized what Count Morcerf meant, and shouted accordingly.Caderousse's death would do him no harm, and Monsieur Cavalcanti now seemed less likely.

The Count of Morcerf himself shuddered under the gaze of the Count of Monte Cristo; this shudder won him a surprised look from his wife.

"I think you have misunderstood something." Vampa said calmly, "I just defended my legal rights. I am not some Benedetto, his companion; I am Andre Caval Conti, a guest invited by the Earl. And although my education is not so perfect, I know that interests are the reason that drives the public towards a common goal - I killed this poor nonsense man, but maintained You have no reason to take me to court for killing some of us who are both high-ranking and wealthy."

"My God!" cried the ignorant Madame de Villefort: "Monsieur de Villefort, you will have a fair trial!"

"I'm afraid your husband wouldn't do that." Vampa smiled maliciously, almost making Anya think she saw Benedetto himself.

"What do you mean? Could it be that a prosecutor who is recognized as fair can't try a villain like you?" Earl Chateau Lenoir showed an angry look.

Vampa replied: "But you must know that everything is related. I don't think that such a tramp who has never met can compare with me in the heart of M. de Villefort. What do you think, M. de Villefort? "

M. de Villefort turned pale, pretending to be calm and said: "I don't understand what you are talking about. No case that has been handed over to me has been judged for injustice."

The Count of Monte Cristo grew pale.At the same time, Bertuccio, who had just returned to the room from the small stairs, said loudly: "Then, when facing your own son, can you also pronounce the sentence justly like this!"

"What do you mean!" M. de Villefort turned even paler.

"That's what it means," said Vampa.

Madame de Villefort exclaimed, but before she could ask anything, Madame Danglars suddenly fell down.Anya moved aside, and Madame Danglars just fell on Madame de Villefort.Everyone's eyes turned to this side, and at the same time, the veil on Anya's face was pulled off by Madame Danglars' arm.

Count Morcerf took a step back as if struck by lightning.Mercedes looked at her husband in bewilderment, her heart filled with unknown worries.

The Count of Monte Cristo said empathetically, "I'm afraid Madame Danglars is feeling unwell now, may I ask you to take care of her, Madame de Villefort?"

Madame de Villefort reluctantly nodded, and helped Madame Danglars to leave the room.

Anya felt a little excited and jumped.Even though she did not personally intervene in the development of the incident, she still managed to change the node of history. The early misfortune and destruction of these people is also due to her credit.But without personally participating, the pleasure|feeling will be much less.If given the chance, she would still kill these scumbags with her own hands.

The count continued: "Let's not mention the personal grievances between Mr. Villefort and this Mr. Cavalcanti, gentlemen. I don't know exactly what happened between you, but the old Mr. Cavalcanti should not Misidentified his own son. The question now is, what should be done with the deceased?"

"Can you let me say something, Sir?" Anya looked at the Count of Monte Cristo and took a step forward.Her crisp and fluent French echoed in the room, and Count Morcerf's face paled again.

The count nodded: "I have never forbidden your right to speak, Haidee. You have the right to say whatever you want."

"Thank you, my lord." Anya showed a grateful expression, walked towards the center of the room, and then faced Count Morcerf, "Do you still recognize me, Mr. Fernand Montego?"

Count Morcerf's eyes seemed to be bloodshot suddenly: "No, I don't know you. I've never seen you before."

"What's the matter, this place?" Mercedes couldn't help muttering, "It seems to be cursed."

Unfortunately, at this time, no one cared about her feelings.Her husband is now focusing all his energy on this inexplicably appearing girl—she is young, elegant, beautiful, and has a mysterious Greek style.But it was like a lingering nightmare, covering his eyes.

"Perhaps you don't remember who I am, because you haven't seen me since you were four years old. But I think you must still have an impression of me, because you remember my mother, Vaselijk. Even these You have forgotten, and you must still remember the name you once used——Fernand Montego, the person my father trusted most." Anya took a step forward, her voice was sad and soft, but the content was aggressive.Anyway, except for the earl, no one knows the character of the original Haiidee, and the earl also knows who she is, so there is no need to try to figure out the character of the original owner.

There were murmurs of suspicion in the room, and Count Morcerf's face had turned pale with terror.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." He said, with forbearance in his tone, and an upright and unyielding expression on his face.This actually won him goodwill and sympathy, and at the same time drew doubtful eyes from Anya.It's just that when facing the beauty, everyone's suspicions have weakened a lot. "What do you mean, Count of Monte Cristo? Call some actors and kill us all?"

"Like you, I don't understand what's going on with this matter at all." The earl said coldly, "I don't know who and whom you are referring to when you say 'we'? What reason do I have to target you and us?" Your companions?"

Mercedes turned pale suddenly.Anya knew that she must have noticed something.