[The Phantom of the Opera] Redemption

Yes, I just want to talk to someone, you don't need to pay attention to me. "

Hannah Gnoster tightly clenched her handkerchief, and the muscles of her body trembled slightly. This is usually the performance of a person when they are telling a lie. The body cannot deceive people. Most people can't control their body's most natural reaction. This girl is lying about something, and she wants to know something from herself.Eric turned his head and said coldly: "I don't know anything about the will, Mitchell won't let me get in touch with this level."

Hannah wrapped her handkerchief awkwardly, looking very anxious, "Mr. Bartley, I didn't come here for this matter. To be honest, I don't have any thoughts about inheritance. The money my father usually gives me, It already allows me to live comfortably, but all I want is a warm family, can you understand, I don’t really care about the rest. My father, Mr. Mitchell Bartley, understands very well, He has a strict plan for my life, which has caused great differences between us, which has kept me in..."

She hesitated to speak, a string of tears rolled down from the corner of her eyes, which was very pitiful, "My life was strictly regulated when I was born. Sometimes, I even thought, why don't I just start from Jump off the roof, so that I can walk cleanly. Recently, this kind of thought came to my mind again. I really feel that I can’t hold on anymore. Why should I continue to live in this world? superior."

"Because I don't know why, I have to continue to work hard to live." Eric pressed down on the brim of his hat to hide some of his expression, "Compared to ordinary people, you have got enough, Miss Hannah Gnoster .sister."

Eric suddenly felt that this place had become much more boring. He got up and wanted to leave, but the young lady's voice suddenly became sharper, "Why, I'd rather be a pauper than enjoy these sinful places. I would rather stay with my lover till the end of life.”

"You can't bear it." The thin layer on his face perfectly blocked his sneering expression, "It's unimaginable for a woman like you to live in poverty, you are still suitable to stay here, people If you want to keep a canary in a cage, it will not survive if it leaves the cage, why don't you abandon all the thoughts you shouldn't have and stay quietly in the cage?"

"Mr. Bartley, you really disappointed me. I always thought that you were the only person in this manor who could understand me. From my point of view, you are just a pathetic person corrupted by money." She Shaking his head fiercely, he turned and left arrogantly. This man was simply stubborn.

It's really interesting, seeing clearly the thoughts in their hearts, firmly grasping their weaknesses, and stepping on their dignity. However, they still have to be patient and not lose their so-called strength of character.Seeing the woman scratching her head and posing, he suddenly thought of Christina. She is a woman with a truly pure heart, but she is too naive. Compared with her, some of Christina's shortcomings can be ignored .

Mitchell's words like a prophecy still ring in his ears, they will not be so happy, anyway, the gap between them is too huge, and Mr. Raulchani has not changed the surrounding powerful In other words, he cannot be a safe haven for a weak woman. Only a woman who is truly self-improving can live like a fish in water in his family. This is the reality.

Hannah Gnoster shook her fan fiercely, and the anger in her heart was getting higher and higher. For the first time in so many years, it was the first time that someone actually humiliated me like this. When I get the inheritance, I must let This man pays the price.Then, she bumped into...

Mitchell stood at the intersection and looked at her, as if he had been waiting for a long time, his brown eyes showed a bit of strange purple under the sunlight. Under such eyes, Hannah felt the most secret in her heart. All of her thoughts were laid out under the sun, with nowhere to hide.

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☆、short peace

Mitchell narrowed his eyes slightly, his voice was more ruthless than the cold December wind, "Miss Hannah Gnoster, please watch your words and deeds, if you still want to get a little property Let's take care of your lover? Let me think, what is his name, Alan? Cecil? Or Carter? Sorry, I don't waste my memory on the names of irrelevant people. However, there will be a lot of relevant documents locked in my cabinet at that time, just take another look, and I will soon remember, Hannah, do you want to go and see with me?"

Seeing the woman trembling in front of her, Mitchell said unceremoniously: "If you didn't take care of Leonard in his last days, now, everything about you The results of the investigation have already been spread on Albert's desk, and he will be happy to deprive you of all your rights. Finally, I advise you, miss, don't do things that are not within your ability .Remember, there will always be a pair of eyes watching you behind your back."

When they returned to the room, Albert had already fallen asleep on the bed. His nerves had been highly tense for the past two days. Now, seeing Mitchell, he suddenly relaxed. The long-lost Exhaustion flooded his body one after another, and he fell asleep in a short while.

Sherlock didn't know where he went, and took Watson with him.In this mansion, it was the first time for Mitchell to sit down and face to face with Eric. Just like this, he also felt that his mood improved a lot. Xiu. Se Ke Tan really has its reason, " During this time, what did you see?"

"People who fight for power and profit for profit." Eric looked out the window, the sunset was slowly setting, and the burning clouds in the sky were so beautiful, like blooming life, full of vitality. "The day will eventually pass, and I can't keep it."

Mitchell smiled faintly, "This is their choice. We don't need to intervene. People who are full of unrealistic fantasies are unpredictable. By the way, you know, morning glow and sunset glow, at the corresponding moment In fact, it is almost the same, the beginning and the end are equally important, this is just the most ordinary cycle in life, there is nothing to sigh."

As the sunset gradually sank, Mitchell said full of memories: "In the past, what I most hoped for was the night, and what I hated the most was also the night. Only now can I experience a little bit of the beauty in it. Sin, in this You can only discover its thrilling beauty when you watch it quietly. Eric, would you like to share this sky with me?"

Mitchell took a step forward and stretched out his hand, "Eric, I dedicate my heart to you, I only hope that you will travel with me in the darkness, and I will give you the best .”

Eric pushed him away, very calm, "Are you sure your mind is still clear, the relationship between me and you is just a simple employment relationship, other than that..."

"Eric, are you complaining that I have concealed many things? I didn't mean to, I just want to make you happier. Soon, after the things here are over, we will arrive in Switzerland. I will help you fix it right away. You will become perfect. When the right time comes, I will confess everything to you." Mitchell's application eyes made him feel overwhelmed, and at some point, he had already firmly held on to his heart occupied a place.

Eric seemed to be on fire, and left quickly, as if there was some monster chasing him behind.Mitchell just walked to the window and knocked twice rhythmically. Clark quickly rolled over from the outside and knelt at his feet, "Master, I'm sorry, I'm late. Sherlock Holmes and John Wah Life is close to the truth, and Sherlock seems to have begun to vaguely suspect that this matter could not be done by themselves. Should we..."

"Not for the time being, our cooperation with Moriarty is far from breaking down, and Sherlock has not yet fully grown up, now, we will only startle the snake, we are waiting for a few years, not to mention, soon I will I'm going to live in Sweden with Eric, and when he gets more mad, that's when he falls." Mitchell narrowed his eyes and looked at the portrait in the room, "His hand is too long , for a person like him who has no restraint at all, he will only go out of control and will definitely die, we just need to wait quietly."

Clark was a little strange, "Master, I always thought that Moriarty's style is more like yours...why, you'd better choose Sherlock Holmes."

"Clark." Mitchell called his name softly, "You said a train without brakes, even if its technology is superb, it is still a waste product, no, it is even a dangerous product. Moriarty is Such a dangerous product, he may stab us in the back at any time, more importantly, Sherlock is not a completely decent person, he can perfectly accept the gray part, as long as it can arouse the sympathy in the heart of a good doctor , they can be the biggest help.”

"But, what about that one?" Clark's eyes were fixed on a certain 'person' in the room, and it was he who tried his best to provoke the fratricide within his family.He couldn't help shivering, "It's really scary. I probably don't want to contact this kind of person in my life. Is he really a human?"

"Now he is no longer, and soon he will become a wandering soul with no memory and nothing. What does the result of these people's killings have anything to do with him." Mitchell raised the corners of his mouth, "However, I I think this is a good way, isn't it the same in nature, only the strongest can survive and lead the entire group, but his luck is a little bit back, and the rest are all weak. The weak, Can only be eliminated!"

Under the cover of night, a massacre is about to take place. It is not known whether the guests who come here can stop it.They were relatives before each other, yet they had the deepest hatred. It was a strange relationship.

Eric left the room and walked to a small room with a piano in it. He couldn't help but sat down and played "Moonlight". Walking in from the outside, she choked up and said, "This piano piece was my father's favorite when he was alive, we, we will suffer misfortune, no, it has already started, we will all be killed, from our It starts when that decision is made.”

She seemed to see hope, "By the way, you are the most cherished person of Mitchell Bartley, he will definitely protect you, I must be safe by your side, please, help me, everyone in this house People are crazy. They all want to kill me, they, they have turned into monsters!"

Eric lost his patience. Anyone who was interrupted when he was concentrating on one thing and heard some random words would not be in a good mood. Eric passed her and walked out. Suddenly, a force tensed up. Grabbing his trousers tightly, at this moment, the woman burst out with great strength.

He lowered his head, she looked at him with a strange face, and muttered in her mouth: "They are coming, haha, they will soon become more miserable than me, why am I destined to become the one to be eaten?" On the one hand, I can also become a cannibal, and I can also kill them. Who said that women cannot inherit all the family business? Obviously, I am the best one, why should I be killed by a group of people? The idiot is firmly pressed down, I am not reconciled!"

She jumped up and grabbed Eric's neck firmly, "I want Mitchell Bartley's life, he will be my best sacrifice to prosperity! Before that, you are his weakness. As long as you are caught, you are caught. Don't move around!"

The cold touch touched his neck, it was a dagger!Eric tried to slow down his movements as much as possible, cursing inwardly, what happened this night, it was full of weirdness everywhere, he suddenly remembered a meaningful sentence from Mitchell before he went out, before the morning sun shone into the room, Don't leave the room for half a step. Tonight is a wonderful journey. I hope everyone will be there at the end.

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☆, doomed result

The frantic woman behind led him forward bit by bit, and when he came under the bright light, Eric glanced down diagonally—her white nightdress was covered with blood, and it was completely dry It turned brown, and I only thought it was the pattern on her skirt in the darkness before, but I didn't expect... what happened here.

She smiled to herself, "Sherlock Holmes and John Watson were tricked by Victor into the garden, where our father personally set traps. It is their honor that they can die here. Being the nourishment of this manor and living with it forever is the supreme honor we bestow on them. They should be willing to become nourishment with gratitude now. Greedy human beings, how could the wealth of the Gnoster family be so easy get."

At this time, in the manor, Sherlock Holmes and John Watson were indeed in trouble, but it was much better than they imagined, thanks to Mitchell who had already captured all the traps and distribution maps in the manor on the train. Show them a look, with the world's most superb organ masters on the side, how could they not know how to escape from these places?It's just that they got into a little trouble.

"Damn it, Sherlock, can't you stop standing aside and just watch me get stuck here?" Watson glared viciously at the man standing on the dry ground doing nothing, "Sherlock, can't you come over and get acquainted?" Handle, is it interesting to see me stuck in it?"

"No, Watson. This is your own mistake, and you need to bear the consequences yourself. Hurry up, Watson. Victor Gnoster's figure is almost out of sight." Sherlock urged, which made Watson's heart ache. His anger grew even higher, and it was just like this that he suddenly burst out with great strength and pulled his feet out of the mud all at once. If Sherlock hadn't stopped suddenly in front of him, how could he Go there, the moonlight is very bright tonight, he is not blind to that extent yet!

The person they had been following suddenly stopped, just like at the beginning, his movements were very strange, seeing the two people following him, he frowned dissatisfiedly, "Really, this time Why is the little bug so stubborn, he has gone through so many traps, and he is still alive. He has a lot of life. By the way, it must be Mitchell Bartley. He knows the traps here, and I know it. He must be the one who did the bad thing this time, but after today, he can no longer open his mouth, let's see if he can do it, then what shall we do!"

As he spoke, he began to take off his clothes, as if he was in the tropics. He was sweating constantly and his skin was flushed. Watson was a little worried: "He looks like he has taken some inappropriate drugs. If He's sweating a lot, he's probably going to go into shock, we're going to do something about it."

Sherlock had already quietly approached from behind, and knocked him neatly on the neck, Victor's body fell limply, Sherlock threw him to Watson, and hurried back, "Watson Sir, we have to hurry back, the situation inside the mansion is very critical."

"Is it Mitchell? They all hate him so much, could it be..." Many terrifying images appeared in Watson's mind, and he began to really worry about Mitchell's safety, "The rest Everyone is in the mansion, Mitchell has no helpers, will they..."

"No, what I'm worried about is who will die this time. Willem Gnoster, Vincent Gnoster or Hannah Gnoster, they start killing each other, it's the worst The result. Watson, we must speed up." Shouted Sherlock from the front.

Watson carried Victor Gnoster's heavy body on his back. He began to pant, and gradually fell behind Sherlock. Suddenly, a key was thrown at his feet. Sherlock's voice sounded a little distant, "Watson, take the key and open the door to the servants' rooms, and throw Victor Gnoste into their care! Mitchell has predicted that this day will happen, I'm afraid it will happen after Leonard Gnoste When he sent the letter to him, he understood the real meaning hidden in him-Reynard Gnoster did not have any hope for his children at all, if they were not obedient, let them go Destroy yourself, he is about to complete his revenge on them!"

These words made Watson even more confused, but Sherlock would definitely explain it clearly in front of him. The faithful doctor hurriedly dragged Victor Gnoster towards the servant's room.

In the living room again, this is really an extremely ironic thing. After going around, most people returned to the living room. They stood here, confronting each other. William held a gun in his trembling hand. His left leg was bent unnaturally, and it was obviously broken. Although he was in extreme pain, his hand holding the gun was still steady. This gun was the key to his getting out of here today.

He roared: "No one comes here, keep a distance of ten meters from me, otherwise, whoever takes a step, I will kill him! The bullets here are still full, and I still have a magazine in my pocket. Kill me!" All of you are fine."

Vincent licked the blood from his mouth and tapped the hammer on the ground three times slowly and rhythmically. He smiled, "William, you can hold on to this gun for the rest of your life. If it weren't for my good intentions to only break your leg, how could you have the chance to get the gun in the cabinet? I really underestimated you, but it's okay now, I can't deal with you, but a woman , I am still relaxed. You just sit there now and watch me send her to heaven."

Hannah's hand holding the knife tightened, and she yelled hysterically: "Mitchell Bartley, if you don't save my life, I will definitely let your little lover accompany me to hell, even if I die Fate, I will definitely draw a wound on his neck, get out of here quickly!"

Mitchell stood on the stairs and walked down step by step. He put his hands behind his back leisurely, and no one could clearly see the expression on his face, "Don't worry, Hannah, I'm here to let you live It’s better, isn’t it, your thinking is not very clear now, why don’t you wait, after dawn, you can sleep comfortably, and then we can sit down and have a good talk. Actually, the treaty of the will is not Just to restrain you, as you imagine. Now, Hannah, can you put down the knife in your hand?"

Mitchell looked at the huge suspended ceiling directly above her head with some concern, it was like a death talisman hanging above her head, "Hannah, we can talk again, why don't you move back a little bit , In this way, the distance between us will be wider, don't worry, I will help you restrain Vincent, see if my gun is aimed at his head, believe me, as long as Eric is safe, I will I can grant you any request."

Mitchell pointed his gun steadily at Vincent, and they stood in four directions of the room, forming a weird quadrilateral, but it was only a brief moment of peace.

Sherlock walked in at this moment, and everyone's eyes focused on him. He quickly raised his hands and stood aside, intending to treat himself as a statue for the time being.

Mitchell squinted at him and continued: "I really think we have to talk later. Right now, we're all just dominated by the impulse in our blood, and we can't really control our interests for ourselves. Little Hannah Sister, you also understand very well in your heart. Although Eric is in your hands, if I deliberately harm you, you will have no way of knowing. I have always been very proficient in language traps. If, If you are willing to give me a little bit of trust, I can open the will and put it in front of you, and then we can have an open and honest talk. I am here to fulfill Leonard’s entrustment, and I don’t want to get involved in killing I'm just an ordinary doctor."

Vincent was yelling, "Hannah, don't trust him, none of us know how many will documents he has in his hands, if he sincerely tricks us, do you think you can jump, don't let go, otherwise , It will be you who will die immediately, but I can see clearly that he cares so much about that little lover named Eric, he is our life-saving talisman!"

The author has something to say: Glamorous version: Stupid human beings, your current choices determine your future!

In fact, idiot, if you don't do it, you won't die. A small cannon fodder dares to single out our protagonist. If you don't die, whoever dies!

☆、An unexpected harvest

William suddenly laughed out loud, crying while laughing, as if he was crazy. "I can't escape, none of you can escape, all of you will go to hell with me, this is really a good deal, you all have to accompany me, but it's just a sacrifice!"

He smiled arrogantly, and then slowly put the muzzle of the gun into his mouth. His face was extremely twisted, as if to say, I am waiting for you.The next second, a gunshot rang out, and blood spattered all over the portrait at the back, on which Leonard Gnoster smiled confidently.

Everyone was stunned there, and Mitchell took the opportunity to quietly gesture with Eric, telling him to get rid of Hannah's shackles quickly, and he moved forward little by little.Vincent found out, and he immediately shouted: "Hannah, don't let them take a step forward, Mitchell wants to take the opportunity to get close to you, if William dies, let him die, he is a lunatic, we Those who are still alive must live well!"

Mitchell cursed secretly, he just quietly put down the gun in his hand and kicked it to the side, "Hannah, look, I've already kicked the gun away, there's nothing in my hand that could threaten your safety, right? , I don't want your life, you never blocked my way, didn't you, I just want you to change a little bit, it's not safe here."

"Hannah, don't listen to him, he just wants to paralyze you and take the opportunity to take back the weight in our hands. Once Eric leaves your control, it will be your death! Hannah, don't forget, How did you plot against him in the past? You really thought that a person like him who is sure to revenge would really let you go, even if you can walk out of this gate properly today, another day, he will definitely let you die without a place to bury you!"

Vincent completely abandoned his elegant appearance, barking like a mad dog, Mitchell flicked the dust on his clothes that didn't exist, and the old god stood there, "Hannah, you can't deny my love The angle is much farther and deeper than what you can see, do you really think that I will make you move away from where you are standing for no reason, or do you feel from the bottom of your heart that you can completely believe Your two elder brothers, they have always spared no effort to use you, how many times, you became a victim between them and Leonard because of their bruises, the medicine I gave you It hurts to rub it on the wound, and there are scars left in some places. Hannah, you have grown up completely, and you have to make your own decision, whether you believe them or me!"

Mitchell stretched out his hand, and he was standing five meters away in front of them. He had already calculated in his heart that if there was any danger, the distance of five meters was enough for him to rush to Eric's side.

He stared at Hannah frankly, the knife in her hand gradually softened, the grief and anger in her heart began to decrease, she began to feel tired, her potential had almost been stimulated, and she was about to lose strength.At this moment, the large chandelier directly above the living room was crumbling, and the next moment, it suddenly fell off from the ceiling!

Hannah looked panic-stricken, she suddenly realized that she had no strength, she just fell backwards holding Eric in vain, Mitchell had never run so fast before, the distance of five meters was just his two steps, he Without hesitation, he swooped and pushed Hannah away, pressing Eric tightly under his body.

The heavy chandelier hit the ground, and the glass splashed. Mitchell just covered Eric's head and buried it in his arms. He glanced back and comforted: "It's okay, it's just some glass shards It flew over, I was wearing thick enough clothes, I didn’t get hurt at all, it’s just a pity for my coat.”

Hannah fell into a coma on the ground, delirious, and she must have been tired. She had unleashed her unimaginable potential, wandered around with Eric, and confronted her brothers for so long.Now it is really possible to rest, the matter is finally over, Leonard has also obtained his most satisfactory result, everything is completely like his plan, it is really sad, they are destined to have nothing.

Vincent fell beside the chandelier, unconscious. Sherlock shook his head, "He tried to push me over the moment the chandelier fell, but he fell under the chandelier himself."

Mitchell focused on the thin scratches on Eric's neck, feeling very distressed, "If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have brought you here, this is the most vulnerable place for people, as long as it goes down a bit, the wound on your neck The main artery will be cut, and the blood will spurt like a fountain, and then, no one can save you, I just watch your body slowly icy cold in my arms, Eric, You must live well, even if you have to use other people's blood as a sacrifice, as long as you are alive, it is better than anything else."

This time, instead of pushing the man away, he held his hand. He couldn't ignore it. At that moment, the man's trembling hands, and his flying over without hesitation, did he really hold his hand? I took it to heart.Maybe, since he uttered his real name in the secret passage that day, he has someone who really understands him. Maybe, this is love.

Mitchell was not in a hurry to go any further, he just gently pressed against Eric's ear, "Thank you, for giving me a chance, I will prove that I will always treat you well, spend my whole life with you Together, nothing long can bring me down, Eric, my angel."

Clark and Watson finally arrived late. After everything settled, Mitchell said angrily: "Clark, you can come a little later, how about we meet at the train station? Then, we each Take the train home and never see you again."

"No." Clark was so nervous that he stammered, "I suddenly encountered some problems at the train station. I was stopped by someone, and I didn't know who sent it. As a result, I delayed coming here until now. I originally I was supposed to be here at 8 o'clock yesterday morning and I think they mistook me for someone else."

"It's really bad luck." Sherlock patted him on the shoulder. "The person they were going to stop should be lawyer Albert Aldrich. They didn't expect the lawyer to arrive ahead of schedule on the previous train."

Clark graciously helped Hannah up from the ground and sent her to the room. There are still many things to do. "Watson, you didn't release those servants, did you? We need some trustworthy people to clean up the scene. I don't think it is necessary to inform the public of this fact. Albert Aldrich and I also I will find some excuses, the worst result has already happened, I can only make up for it a little bit."

Mrs. Kellogg and Betty Lawson cleaned up the tragic scene. They were startled by the blood all over the floor. Mitchell rubbed his temples and said very seriously: "Ladies, I asked you to come out to Solve this matter perfectly, instead of listening to your screams here, now, move, ladies, the sooner you finish it, the more secure the glory of the Gnoster family, we have to do There are still many things to do, please stop standing here like a quail."

No one can ignore the strong curiosity on Watson's face, and Sherlock chimed in, "Watson, now is not the time for you to show your curiosity. When the things here are over, Mitchell and I will be revealed by all the truth." Before you, however, Mr Vincent Gnoster needs some medical assistance."

Mitchell waved his hand, "Watson, you don't need to come here, it's just an ordinary fracture, and the bone hasn't been inserted anywhere, just put on a splint and it will be fine, you'd better help sort out William Gnoster's body, he The back of his head must be very tragic, I hope he can still look decent when he is buried."

For the first time, Eric walked up to him, took his handkerchief, wiped the sweat off Mitchell's head, and said awkwardly: "I won't talk nonsense, I will tell the police. I don't even know. Starting today, you can try to confess to me completely." Holding Eric's hand and standing in a pool of blood, Mitchell felt unusually sweet in his heart.

The author has something to say: Eric finally succeeded in boiling the frog in warm water. For this, I can only light 32 waxes silently in my heart, and say seriously, this black-bellied, insidious and cunning person, please, put the lid on the pot gallop.

☆, gentle killing intent

He firmly covered his heart for three whole months, and finally brought his own warmth to his heart. The smile on Mitchell's face became brighter and brighter. He couldn't restrain his good mood at all. Nodded: "Well, I will, I will spread myself out in front of you, as long as you are willing to listen to me."

Clark has settled down completely. Miss Hannah came down with a small box. She slept very soundly. Presumably, even when the police came, she would never wake up. What needs to be solved now is this A gentleman, Mitchell took out a potion from the box and injected it into Vincent's body, so that they can't talk nonsense, this is the safest solution.

Betty Lawson immediately threw away her things and rushed over. She burst out with great strength and pushed Mitchell away, "What else do you want to do? Don't you think Vincent is not miserable enough? It's you , let this family become like this, you are the scourge with bad luck!"

Mitchell rubbed his wrist calmly, walked in front of the woman, and slapped her backhand, "Miss, if you can't even control your own mouth, why keep it? Do you need me to do it, to ensure that the solution will be clean and there will be no future troubles, do you want to try it now?"

Betty stared at him with big watery eyes, Mitchell looked like a heinous bastard, he looked at it, and slapped her on the other side of the face with his backhand, "Look, it's symmetrical , a girl's face is very important, isn't it, she looks much better now, her complexion is rosy, and her mind is clearer, isn't she?"

Watson stood aside in embarrassment, not knowing where his hands and feet should be looking. Mitchell stood up generously and pointed at her, "Sherlock, it's just this stupid woman who drugged her. It's okay to say that she is the culprit." Excuse me, that's why I let her out, to