My years as a menswear boss

Jiqiu stared at Bertuccio as he staggered upstairs, and she followed behind him.

Bertuccio couldn't help but glance back.At this time, the wind outside the window blew out the candle in his hand, and the light from the lightning hit half of the young man's face, looking like a devil who wanted his life.

"Oh no! I can't go any further!"

The candlestick in Bertuccio's hand was adjusted to the ground and made a dull sound. He covered his head, and slowly squatted down in the corner of the wall, shrinking into a ball.

Jiqiu touched his face in doubt, 'Am I that scary? '

Dantès walked forward silently, picked up the candlestick that Bertuccio had lost, and took out a match to relight the candle.

"Mr. Bertuccio, are you okay?" Jiqiu asked softly, but she was even more frightened when she saw the man, so she turned her eyes to Dantès for help.

"Bertuccio, are you hiding something from me?"

Dantès' tone was indifferent, which calmed down the frightened man, and took the candlestick in his hand.

There was another flash of lightning outside the window, and the raindrops hit the window hard, making a crisp sound.

"This is France. The superstitious behavior of you Corsicans won't work. You might as well focus on your own business and do your job well."

Dantès said that after making sure that Bertuccio was not threatening, he took the lead in striding forward.

"Don't! Don't stand there, sir!" Bertuccio yelled brokenly.

Dantès just spread his hands helplessly, "Mr. Bertuccio, take a closer look. There is nothing here. It is just an open space. Although it is a bit old, it is still livable. If you continue like this, I doubt your integrity." Mental condition, you may have to ask someone to send you to a mental hospital."

Jiqiu saw that Bertuccio's lips were trembling and his pupils were dilated, which was an expression of extreme fear, 'Is there something frightening here? '

"Mr. Bertuccio, did you kill someone?"

Jiqiu asked calmly. She carefully observed the man in front of her. She didn't have a high psychological capacity. They can even live as if nothing happened at the scene of a murder for several months.

Dantès' expression became serious, and he put his hand on the long sword on his back, making a defensive movement.

Bertuccio stared at the pair of golden eyes in front of him, he closed his eyes slowly, and knelt down resignedly, "Yes, I once killed someone, right here, on the same night, so dark that I couldn't see my fingers .”

"Who is it?" Jiqiu's voice was calm, like a priest, facing the penitent prisoner.

"My enemy, Monsieur Villefort, former prosecutor of Nîmes."

Jiqiu looked at Dantès, and found that there was no surprise on his face, and he seemed to know Bertuccio's affairs well.

However, she thought of the man she saw at Albert's birthday party a few days ago. If Bertuccio said he killed him, who was at the party?

"Then you probably don't need to repent." Dantès twitched his lips and said, he looked out the window, "If you pay more attention to the news from the outside world, you will know that Mr. Villefort is still alive and well."

"How come!" the Corsican shouted in disbelief.

"Are you really sure that he has no breath?" Jiqiu asked.

Bertuccio fell into the memory, he thought of himself that night, slashed the man with a blade, saw him fell to the ground, and didn't reach out to test his breath.

"However, besides that, you not only concealed this matter." Jiqiu said.

"Yes, sir. On the night when I assassinated Villefort, I saw him burying something. After I saw him fall to the ground, I couldn't restrain my curiosity to check it out. I found it was a newborn baby.

His whole body was bruised and purple, cold and stiff, and I vaguely felt his faint heartbeat, so I blew into his mouth.Watch him come alive again. "

"Where is that kid now?"

"He is now adopted by my sister-in-law Aisutai, who named the child Benedetto, but what I saved was not an innocent child, but a devil.

He inherited his father's vicious personality, disobeyed discipline since he was a child, stole money from Aisutai's wallet from time to time, and later joined a group of gangsters and disappeared for a while.

Afterwards he spent all the money he had on him, and came back to my poor sister-in-law, with two accomplices, to force her to give her money.

They tried to burn the soles of her feet with a hot iron, but in the struggle she overturned the brazier, setting her clothes on fire.Those people had to run away, and before they left, they knocked down the door, and Ai Sutai was locked inside and burned to death. "

"I'd rather he had killed me than my beloved brother's wife, the source of all this crime."

"Hiss—it looks like they are the murderers." Jiqiu touched her arm. She felt that human hearts are far more vicious than devils. What kind of genes can burn her loving adoptive mother to death? at home.

"I've always believed that human nature is inherently evil." Jiqiu stretched out her hand, her expression solemn, "Mr. Bertuccio, those wicked people live without a heart, why do you trap yourself in sin, you can think like this, Kill a villain, and one more innocent person will survive in the world. Your biggest shortcoming is that you are too kind.

The origin of the crime is Prosecutor Villefort, he is the culprit.I believe that sooner or later the Villefort family will go to hell and accept the judgment of the devil. "

"You mean kind?!" Bertuccio opened his eyes wide.

"If it were me, the target of revenge would not only be the person who did the wrong thing, I would choose to kill all his relatives.

Whether it's a newborn baby, an elderly person who can't walk, or even... a witness. "

"As long as there are witnesses, things will eventually be revealed."

Bertuccio looked at the young man with a kind smile in front of him, his mind was blank, and his vision was blurred by sweat. He seemed to see thick and sticky black mud wriggling behind the young man, "Is that the devil?" '

He subconsciously put his hands on the young man's outstretched palms. Those slender hands were warm and dry, tempting people to hold them.

Jiqiu easily pulled Bertuccio up, and she patted her palms twice, "Let's continue to visit the villa, we can just have dinner after shopping."

Then she glanced at Dantès, at this moment his figure was hidden in the shadow of the curtain, she couldn't see the man's face clearly.

'Will you be afraid? Jiqiu thought, she was really curious if Dantès would treat her as Benedetto too, the level of cruelty he had just now must have frightened him.

Dantès came out from the shadows, he raised his hand and rubbed Jiqiu's head, "Are you hungry?"

"Huh?" Jiqiu couldn't understand the man's brain circuit, but he honestly touched his stomach, "I'm a little hungry, I want to eat a croissant, and I want nuts and chocolate sandwiches in it!"

"It seems that you haven't replenished fruits and vegetables for a long time." Dantès mused.

"I don't eat boiled vegetables." Jiqiu's expression of refusal was evident on his face.

"The reason why you don't grow taller is because you only eat desserts and don't eat meals. Oh, and you always add honey to your milk." Dantès looked down and found two hairpins on the top of his cub's head.

"Honey is a good tonic." Jiqiu said seriously, as if giving an academic report.

Bertuccio listened to the discussion between Dantès and Jiqiu behind him, and his mind also calmed down.

Although he didn't know why His Excellency the Earl could forget about the brutal scene of the young man and easily discuss what to eat for dinner, but he believed that as long as he did his best for the Earl, the Young Master would not do anything to him.

Jiqiu, who had no idea that he was scaring another person, ran up and down the second floor with great interest, "Dad! Look! There is a spacious secret passage between the master bedroom and the second bedroom!"

Dantès has always been doting on his cub, "Oh, as expected of Simon, he is so smart."

"Yehe, what is this?" Jiqiu picked up a piece of rope from the ground, with golden bells tied at both ends, and she flicked it back and forth curiously, listening to the melodious sound of the bell.

Dantès' face darkened, he reached out to grab what Jiqiu was holding, and threw it out of the window, "This is a torture tool used in religion to punish traitors, and it's very dirty."

"Okay." Jiqiu scratched her head, she looked into the room connecting the two bedrooms, "Is this the place where Villefort raises his mistress?"

The space between the master bedroom and the second bedroom was transformed into a small room with a soft couch, without windows, and could only be illuminated by the oil lamp on the wall.

Jiqiu explored and opened the drawer. She saw a leather whip, but it was very slender and soft. It didn't look like a whip for a rough horse, but more like...

Isn't that what happened just now... She immediately understood everything.

Looking at Jiqiu's face, Dantès was puzzled at first, then became disgusted, and kept wiping his hands with a handkerchief.

"There is a bathroom in the bedroom." Dantès quickly stopped him as he looked at the young man's red palm.

Jiqiu went straight to the bathroom and rinsed his palms with water, as if washing the dirty things off his hands.

'One day, sooner or later, I'll chop off this Villefort piece by piece and feed it to the dogs. '

Dantès watched Jiqiu come out and handed over a clean handkerchief, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Jiqiu shook her head, she thought of the painting she saw passing by the bathroom, "Is Villefort's mistress the Baroness?"

"How do you know?" Dantès asked.

"Because I saw the signature on that painting, her surname is Tanglar." Jiqiu said.

Dantès had known this information for a long time, he nodded, "Yes, Baroness Tanglar."

Jiqiu feels that illegitimate children are everywhere now. When she was Elvis, she had illegitimate children and brothers, but they were all abolished by Elvis' mother.

"Daddy, I'm the only child you have, right?"

Dantès reached out to help the young man pat the dust off his shoulders, "My child is only you, and you are my only one."