[The Phantom of the Opera] Redemption

How could she jump out and accuse me if she didn't see her lover suffer with her own eyes, so love always makes people dizzy, especially women, they can easily forget their minds. "

Betty Gerson's sharp voice sounded, "You will definitely pay the price, you insidious and despicable villain! Do you really think that no one will know what you have done, or do you think you can get away with it. Fa. Wai, I will definitely let you taste the most tragic thing in this world!"

"This is a semi-enclosed area. Your lover——Vincent's leg needs to be fixed by a skilled doctor to fix the dislocation. It takes two days at the fastest to find a doctor, and these two days are enough His leg injury has progressed to an irreversible situation, do you want your lover to drag a lame leg forever. You can try it, I am not the kind of doctor who strictly abides by the professional code, I will do everything Come out, do you really want to try?"

Mitchell gently said to Sherlock and the others: "I'm really sorry, I'll take care of it here, Sherlock, can you help me deal with the police, I think they will arrive in half an hour at most, I will I think you just need to help me drag it on for another 10 minutes and they will be able to figure it out, please rest assured, I am a civilized person, and I am not interested in violent methods."

Watson wanted to say something else, but Sherlock held him back, and immediately agreed, "Okay, but Mr. Eric Bartley probably needs to stay, and I'm more confident with him."

Mitchell nodded knowingly, and he lifted Vincent up from the ground, and Clark quickly took the other side of his body, and the two carried him up quickly.Betty felt something was wrong, but the servant, who was still carrying Vincent, held her hand tightly like iron clamps, and she couldn't break free at all.

Mrs. Kellogg seemed to have not seen what happened here. She silently packed up all the things that should not exist, and was about to leave quietly. Watson stopped him, "Aren't you sad at all? The corpse is lying in front of you, you should have taken care of him, right? Why are you all so indifferent, so indifferent? Is it really blood flowing in your veins? Is there such a thing as a heart?"

Mrs. Kellogg still had a serious expression on her face, and her tone was unwavering, "From the time they made up their minds to leave the Gnoster family, they were already dead in the eyes of my master and me. They are now It's just to continue with one's own destiny. Sadness is useless, the only thing we can do now is to maintain the glory of the Gnoster family, this is my mission, and I can give everything for this."

"I understand very well, Mrs. Kellogg." Sherlock nodded, watching the gray-haired resolute lady slowly leave, "Watson, Mrs. Kellogg's experience is unimaginable. She has also been on the battlefield. , She also fought against the enemy, and then she came back victorious, she is a real soldier, she knows her mission, has her own goals, and can pay the corresponding price."

Then, the doorbell rang, and three policemen stood outside the door. They had already received a call from Mitchell the night before, but they felt that this was not a big case, so they dragged it on until Today is long overdue.However, now it seems that they came just in time.

As soon as they entered the door, they saw the body of William Gnoster lying in front of the portrait. In such a remote place, such cases could be seen several times, and they were taken aback for a moment.

Mrs. Kellogg walked over slowly from behind, and said very sadly: "This is a sad accident. It started the night before yesterday. If I had known that he would be so overwhelmed and desperate, I would have convinced the master more. Give him some support, after all, they are blood relatives."

When a gray-haired lady wipes her tears and chatters in front of you, it's hard not to have some sympathy. The same is true for the police. They sit down naturally and listen to Mrs. Kellogg's words.Her narration is very detailed, and some details will be repeated, but they are still very patient.

At this time, Mitchell was sitting on the only chair in the room, looking at the woman kneeling in front of him, her face was swollen and tall, and Vincent was lying weakly on the floor beside her .Mitchell sneered, "You really think I don't know anything about your situation, the fact is that Mr. Leonard knew your plan from the very beginning, and he has already figured everything out clearly , The hallucinogen that drives you crazy is handed over to your lover and let her put it in by herself. Now, if you want a way to survive, you have to obey me obediently. "

"Impossible!" The stubborn woman raised her head high, unruly, "Do you really think that you have everything under control? If we bite you back in front of the police, you will definitely be very miserable , Let me tell you, now, you let us go immediately, otherwise, I don’t guarantee that I will say anything.”

"Hehe..." Mitchell chuckled. For the first time, he met such a woman. It was really interesting. He suddenly darkened, "Do you think what I just told you was a discussion? Clark. "

As soon as the words fell, Clark faithfully stepped forward and slapped her hard twice, and with two simple crisp sounds, her arms fell limply to the side, "Betty, you still have two more Opportunity, if you say the wrong thing again, Clark will remove all the joints on your leg, and once again, your lover—Vincent's leg will be broken again. Once again..."

Mitchell walked to her side, stroked her hair gently, and asked gently: "Betty, why, I know your family is not difficult, why put yourself in this situation. "Mitchell's hand pulling her hair suddenly exerted force, and a large bundle of hair fell into his palm, "Look, Betty, how miserable you are now, you can do whatever I want, to be honest , There are many ways to make you shut up forever, but I pointed out the brightest way for you, you should know how to be grateful."

☆, unanimous statement

Betty looked at him with hatred, and spit on his shoe fiercely. Clark was horrified. Mitchell waved his hand, not paying attention, and rubbed the shoe on his foot. She wiped her clothes back and forth carefully, and her tone became softer: "Do you know how they treat a disobedient dog? They don't give it food at first, starve it alive, and then beat it with a whip. If it doesn't obey, it will end with a knife. Betty, you still don't understand, I'm not negotiating terms with you, but I'm willing to give you a way out."

Vincent woke up suddenly, he somehow woke up briefly from the effect of morphine, he struggled to crawl to his feet, grabbed him firmly, and begged: "No, I Wrong, I should listen to you, as long as you give me another chance, give me one more time, I will be honest and will never disobey you. Please, I am only 22 years old, my Life has only just begun, and I don't want to die yet. Doctor Bartley, please don't, don't do this to me. This woman offended you, and it doesn't matter what you do to her, as long as..."

Mitchell stepped on his hand indifferently, "I suddenly figured it out now, but it's too late, don't worry, I won't ask for more, I just want your kidney, you won't die." "As for her?" Mitchell's shoes rubbed against her face fiercely, "At first, I thought that she still had two looks, and let her use her own body for two years, so there is no wink , It’s all about revenge for me, I need her to disappear completely from this world, if you do this well, I will write off your mistakes before, can you do it?”

"Sure, sure, you can do whatever you want with this woman, and, in front of the police, I will be honest and do exactly what you say. You..." He prostrated himself on the ground, extremely humble, Just a shitty dog.

"Look, this is the person you love. In your next life, open your eyes and live carefully." Mitchell raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and patted Vincent, "Yo, now you know the truth, you've done a good job, okay , just cut you half, I think after this pain, you will be honest, won't you?"

The atmosphere was deathly silent, Clark stepped forward silently, and gave him an injection of morphine.Then, he slowly approached Betty with the needle.Mitchell's voice seemed to come from far away, "When you wake up, just accept your fate, honestly, maybe there is still a glimmer of hope. In the next life, don't worry about things you shouldn't touch. When it's time to bow your head, you should bow your head obediently, so that you can live longer."

When Mitchell and Clark came down, their questioning of Mrs. Kellogg was not over yet. He stood aside politely, changing his clothes to look more elegant.Therefore, after the police finished asking Mrs. Kellogg, they naturally looked at him, wanting to learn the situation from him first.

Mitchell looked very sad, and said sincerely: "I met the Gnoster family 12 years ago. At that time, I was still in medical school worrying about my living expenses. It was Leonard Gnos Mr. Te sponsored me. After graduation, I accepted his physical examination. The relationship with the Gnoster family became more and more close. Regarding what happened in the past two days, I have to say that A very tragic accident."

"Accident?" The leader frowned, obviously not satisfied with Mitchell's words, "Mr. Gnoster's physical condition was not too bad before, but within this month It went down sharply, and he had just died for a day before the eldest son found himself dead in front of his portrait, is this really a coincidence?"

Mitchell showed a embarrassed look just right, hesitated to speak, he and Mrs. Kellogg looked at each other, sighed, as if they had reached some agreement, he turned sideways to signal the police to follow him, There is a study room at the slanted back of the stairs, which is extremely private, and usually the old Leonard has an interview with him on any important matters.As soon as he entered, Mitchell locked the door carefully.

"Sorry everyone, there is no other way." He forced a smile and began to explain the current situation, "Reynard has worked hard all his life, but he has raised some... things, how can life be so perfect? ?”

Mitchell rummaged through the room a few times, found out the results of the inspection he had done on Leonard before and handed them to the police, "This is all the results of the previous inspections, and they are stored here."

The police turned it over in embarrassment. There were a lot of professional medical terms and Mitchell's very distinctive cursive characters. After reading it for a long time, they put it down, but they didn't understand it.Mitchell replied very considerately: "Actually, there is no major problem with Leonard's body. However, his heart is different from others. His blood vessels are too narrow. Once he gets old, His heart is like a machine with a pipeline blocked, as long as the power is increased a little, he will bang, it's over, you should understand."

Now the police understood the reason for their silence, "You mean, they made Mr. Gnoster's body turn around quickly."

Mitchell frowned and paced back and forth in the room, "At that time, Mr. Gnoster caught a little cold, and I set off for Paris and couldn't come back in time. I have to say that their temper and character are still exactly the same as before, without any improvement. This is extremely disappointing, and it is not surprising that Mr. Gnoster finally made such a decision .”

"What decision?" The police felt that this must be a key piece of information, "Did they murder their father for inheritance?"

"No, Mr. Gnuster died of his own illness. They didn't tamper with his medicine. They just kept doing things that disgusted Mr. Gnuster and kept him in a depressed state. And his heart is always not very strong. Finally, the night before yesterday, his body reached the critical value, and ended his own life with a bang. But, this is just the beginning..."

He closed his eyes, with a sad look, as if recalling something very bad, "This led to mutual hatred and hatred between them, and they all wanted to get more inheritance, but Mr. Gnoster Before he died, he made three wills with different conditions, and how they did it happened to achieve the worst situation. I can’t reveal too much about the specific provisions, but I can tell you that they can at most They can only get [-] pounds, and other properties will be directly transferred to their children for inheritance."

One of the policemen widened his eyes, and he couldn't help exclaiming: "Mr. William Gnoster does have some financial problems, it seems that his company has no new capital injection within the end of this year... ..."

"It's not just bankruptcy. He repeatedly mortgaged his real estate to the bank. As long as the new funds don't arrive, he will have nothing at once, and the fund gap is at least 5 pounds. Once this will appears, it is undoubtedly a sentence for him. The death penalty. I thought about it, in the end, it was this thing that made him go nowhere." Mitchell took out a thing from the drawer, which was still a few thin sheets of paper.

This is the bank's report on re-investigating his assets, and the meaning expressed in it is very clear-he has been listed on the blacklist of the big London banks, and he can no longer get money from them Got a penny.Mitchell sighed, feeling a little lost, "William is just too stubborn. Once he finds a path, he doesn't want to turn back even if he hits a wall. It's just for a little illusory face. His life is the most intolerable." The only thing is to be ridiculed by his brothers and sisters, which is his pointless insistence. I think you have fully understood the reason why I want to hide."

"This is a disgrace to the Gnoster family. The children wanted to murder their father, and the elder brother committed suicide with a gun in extreme despair. This has brought too much suffering to this family. I sincerely beg you here to I bury the cause and effect of this matter in my heart, and don't let anyone know. This is a complete scandal, and Mr. William Gnoster wants to..." Mitchell took a step back , covering his eyes, with sadness, "Sorry, I watched them grow from childish to what they are now, please forgive me..."

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☆, the last will

The police finally agreed, "Dr. Mitchell Bartley, we can tell the public outside that Mr. Leonard Gnoster died of a sudden illness. There was nothing strange about his death, and William Mr. Gnoster has always suffered from depression, and after hearing the news of his father's death, he committed suicide. However, I still have to write it truthfully in the files in the police station. "

Mitchell said eagerly: "This is enough, as long as five years, don't let the outside world know any truth about this matter for five years, after that, it doesn't matter how you deal with it. I just say... Thank you from the Gnoster family and thank you for your understanding."

The police quickly resolved the case, and they left with William Gnoster's body very quickly. After the judicial autopsy, they will send his body back, which is also a normal procedure .This matter seems to have really come to an end. After a night of running around, they all went back to their rooms for a while to rest.

After surviving the interrogation by the police, Eric felt the exhaustion welling up, but he did not ignore a very important question, "Mitchell, what happened to your wounds, don't Tell a lie, I saw glass scratch you with my own eyes, let me see your wound."

Mitchell smiled apologetically at the others, and walked upstairs with his half arms around Eric. He purposely whispered in his ear in an ambiguous tone: "My dear Eric, are you hurting my body? Infinite curiosity? Don't worry, I will try my best to fulfill your request, but this is still in the room, it is better to do it when there are only the two of us."

He frowned subconsciously, but still didn't say anything. He has never been a good talker. Facing Mitchell's provocation at this time, he could only remain silent.When he arrived at the room, Mitchell stood in the middle of the room, unbuttoned his coat, took off all the decorations on his body, and asked, "Eric, be careful." Check it carefully, I won't let you worry, come here."

His smile was so bright that Eric suddenly felt a little at a loss. He collected himself, went around behind him, and unbuttoned his shirt.

The pale skin was clearly displayed in front of him. Under the sunlight, it seemed to be stained with a layer of luster. It was very beautiful, but it was completely intact, without even a trace of blood, and this was just the most impossible thing. Condition.Eric frowned even tighter. He glanced at Mitchell and said seriously, "Take off your pants."

"Eric, I really have nothing to do. Are you willing to check my whole body?" Seeing his firm eyes, Mitchell had to take off all the rest of the clothes by himself so that he could check . Check everything, things are even more strange, his knees, legs, anywhere is intact, without a trace, not even a bruise.

Mitchell had fully understood what he was worried about. He quickly put on his clothes, knelt down in front of him, and held his hand reverently, "Eric, I can't do it right now. Say, I am different from ordinary people, as you can see, there are no bruises or scars on my body, and I will not have the slightest reaction in the cold wind. I am not very sensitive to the four seasons , It's just that it's not time yet. The last thing I want to do is to lie to you, so I can't tell you anything now, you can..."

Eric quickly withdrew his hand, and walked out without stopping, "This is your own business, and has nothing to do with me. Your good friend has already started to suspect."

"Eric, are you worried about me?" Mitchell's eyes lit up immediately, and he hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed him, "Sorry, I didn't mean to hide it, I knew it before I got here , we have entered into a conspiracy, and our journey is bound to be accompanied by death and blood. How can I endure it, being separated from you for such a long time, so, I deliberately force. Force you, let you and me Let's go together. It was my mistake."

Eric just had a straight face and pursed his lips tightly. Mitchell couldn't get extra information from his face. This mask concealed Eric's inferiority complex and his own true thoughts. He turned back and walked down without saying a word. Sherlock Holmes and John Watson had been waiting in the restaurant for a long time.

They had dinner together, only Mrs. Kellogg and the other servants were there, and Betty Gerson had disappeared, but that didn't matter, she played no important role in the matter. In terms of function, she is at best a negligible smoke bomb.

They walked to the living room together and sat down. The three owners in this room finally appeared. They had been informed of Mr. William Gnoster's death and the disposal of his body before dinner.Now, Hannah Gnoster seems to be very sad, she has been wiping the tears on her face, but, with the faint candle light, her handkerchief is still very dry, which is not like she expressed So sad, the remaining two gentlemen just kept silent, and walked to them with a straight face. They both had some injuries on their bodies, and it didn't matter much now, and they didn't show much panic.And this is precisely the most unusual thing, but once they think that there is no friendship between them and they have a grudge against each other's existence, this kind of behavior is logical, and they no longer need to pretend in front of others.

Finally, Lawyer Albert Aldridge also came down. He stayed in the room all this time, and a little incense that soothed his nerves made him spend a good night. When he heard the news He didn't feel sorry. For William Gnoster, who was so self-willed and stubborn without any talent, it seemed obvious to get such an end.

Everyone has already arrived, Mitchell coughed, and began to talk, "I think Aldridge agrees with you, and to make public the will left by Leonard in advance tonight, I don't want to be in the Stay here for one more second. What happened last night, I have covered it perfectly for you from the police. I don’t want any gossip to spread from you. Leonard has already paid for the reputation of this family. too much."

Albert nodded, very heavy. When he woke up, everything had been settled, and Mitchell handled the matter perfectly.

He opened the last envelope that was placed there, and collapsed in front of them, the regulations inside were almost familiar to him, "...if any successor dies due to accidents during this period, or encounters anyone. , all the properties will be formed into an exclusive fund, and the rest of the other heirs can receive [-] to [-] pounds from the fund every year according to their shareholding ratio. The specific properties will be transferred to their children for inheritance..."

Mitchell pushed the will forward, "If you don't have any doubts, you can sign it. The company will transfer the money to your account at the end of each year, and the division of the real estate is still valid. Vincent Queno Mr. Sturt, this mansion already belongs to you, and Mr. Victor Gnoster, your property is temporarily kept by the foundation, supervised by Mr. Vincent Gnoster, and supervised by Mr. He allocated it. And Miss Gnoster, here is a special clause about you. If you marry a man who does not meet the status, it will be deemed that you have automatically waived all property inheritance rights. Another point, if you do not agree This will is also regarded as automatically giving up all inheritance rights. So...you don't have any right to choose at all."

It doesn't matter what mood they are in. Mitchell picked up the two boxes at his feet and said politely: "Attorney Albert Aldrich will be your chief supervisor. , I think you still have a lot to say to him, so I won’t bother you, I don’t have any reason to stay here anymore.”

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☆, real real

Quickly and gracefully he put on his hat, picked up his cane, and handed Erik's luggage to him, and Sherlock did almost the same thing.He nodded to the others, "Clark has finally arrived here, we still have to catch the 11:[-] p.m. train and we won't stay any longer. I hope that under your leadership, the Gnoster family can prosper. I am looking forward to it in my heart." .”

As soon as the words fell, they walked out of the gate without touching the ground. Sure enough, Clark was already waiting outside in the carriage. The interior of the carriage was extremely comfortable, blocking the cold wind from the outside, and even prepared a pot of hot water inside. Tea and some snacks.After they were done, Watson finally burst into anger, "Sherlock, do you take our human rights seriously? From the beginning to the end, you have helped me decide everything, and I'm like something, I'm like a sparrow who doesn't know anything, just chirping by your side, I'm really grateful, you completely let me feel, I'm just an ignorant... Sherlock, you It's really great!"

Mitchell kindly poured a cup of tea for Eric, he was so gentle, "Eric, I just feel that you don't need to do these little things, I can do it all for you, I'm not sitting here with you now, I have carefully explained the cause and effect for you, the process is just a trivial matter."

Eric just took the tea and didn't answer him. The more he understood, the more he realized that every time he was silent, Mitchell would always say more things unknowingly. Because of ignorance, he would fear.

Sherlock took it for granted, "Watson, don't you know, I thought you had seen my contact with Mitchell, didn't we just reach a consensus in front of you?"

"Didn't you just open the window and make a few gestures?" Watson felt that his anger was getting worse, and he said through gritted teeth: "Sherlock, don't expect any normal person to understand the meaning between you, really Sorry, my IQ is not as outstanding as you think, big detective, next time you..."

Mitchell immediately changed the subject. Eric must also be dissatisfied, but he never said it out. "Don't worry, Watson, we didn't make a sudden decision. In fact, Clark arrived here this morning. Sherlock and I agreed that things here are over and we can return to London earlier. The date of my trip to Switzerland It is already close at hand. That's why I asked Mrs. Kellogg to help us pack our luggage. At this time, we can tell you the whole thing. This is the truth hidden under the surface Humanity, cruelty, darkness, every time I think about it, I feel that it is simply suffocating."

Watson seemed to have thought of something, and said angrily: "When did you guys exchange information-forget it, I don't want to ask, I didn't go all the way with you, I still sat with Eric, Mitch You and Sherlock are sitting together, I don't want to have any physical contact with you for the time being!"

Looking at Watson's lingering anger, Mitchell swallowed his words wisely—Eric is an out-and-out genius, and his immaturity in interpersonal relationships is just because he doesn't want to That's all, it doesn't mean he can't do it.Mitchell spoke slowly in a steady tone, "It all started when Mr. Leonard Gnoster felt that he was being watched and his medicines were changed. Then, I concealed Some facts."

"Some facts that are crucial to the follow-up." Mitchell put his hands in a little embarrassedly, his slender and even fingers kept flipping a small thing up and down.

"You're tense, your eyes are flickering, and you've been doing something with your hands. This is a good way to relieve stress. Are you going to start telling lies?" Eric stared at him, caught It is said that the eyes are like a group of flames burning. He seems to see the blue sea from inside. Maybe this is the real Eric.

Be quick to explain yourself, though, the damage starts when the misunderstanding starts, "No, Eric, I'm not lying. You can use the methods I taught you to analyze human beings, I really I'm very happy, but I'm not nervous now, and I'm not going to tell a lie, I prefer to describe my current behavior as a necessary preparation before an important event begins." He blinked at Eric In the blink of an eye, the question of face is completely irrelevant in front of the future wife. Dignity does not bring you love.

Mitchell finally started the key part, "This was a well-designed killing, and the perpetrator was Mr. Leonard Gnoster who died first. I didn't intend to say anything bad about the deceased. , However, I have to admit one thing, that gentleman is extremely insidious and cunning, and his thoughts are treacherous, if I have another chance, I will never deal with him again anyway."

Sherlock leaned back on the chair very chicly, "Let Dr. Bartley describe all the facts, he knows the truth from beginning to end best."

Mitchell smiled and did not refute, "After I received Leonard's urging, I soon received another document, which was sent directly to my residence in London, it was Leonard It is impossible for him not to know my address in Paris, so this behavior became complicated and confusing. I made a quick decision and asked someone I could trust in London to send the document to me in Paris. The address in Paris. It was my move that saved a tight time."

"The document was sealed on the outside very well, and I hardly found any way to take it out without showing any traces. This aroused my curiosity even more. I must see the true face inside in advance." Mitchell took With a smug smile, his fingers couldn't help bouncing a few times, feeling a little lonely.

Eric couldn't help but sarcastically said: "You are more talented than anyone else in heresy, you must have remade the exact same envelope from the original."

"Yes, Eric, you really understand my thoughts too well. I always enjoy talking with you." Mitchell wanted to say something more, but Eric had already turned cruelly. Turning his head and concentrating on looking at the scenery outside the window, he could only suppress his inner thoughts, and continued: "Then, I saw the will inside, the terms were very harsh, and the first reaction in my heart was——He wants to let these inheritance People are all killing each other!"

"Why is there still a father in this world who hates his children?" Watson was puzzled, and Eric suddenly clenched his fists tightly. His muscles were tense, and his parents And never loved him as a child.

"Hehe." Mitchell tapped the desktop again and again, "There are thousands of people in the world, how can you expect everyone to be like what you imagined? The love of parents for their children is their kindness. You are not good and you don’t owe you nothing. They just met a father who has no parental love at all, and the hatred is too strong. What’s more, there are some old things mixed in, if it is not By chance, I wouldn't know."

This time, he wasn't in the mood to show off, and continued smoothly: "Before, Leonard Gnoster was just a poor boy, and he had always resented the aristocrats who had dismissed him before, Therefore, after he became famous, it was natural for him to forcefully marry the only daughter of the nobleman in order to get revenge. Afterwards, they gave birth to their first son—William Gnoster. Completely cultivated a waste. During this period, he had a mistress, who was the mother of his three children. However, this was even more of a tragedy. That woman just wanted money, and was rejected by him He was caught having an improper relationship with a young man on the spot. He took the woman to a deserted place, beat her half to death, buried her alive in the coffin, and buried her on the spot. They still think that their mother is Died suddenly of a lung disease."

The author has something to say: "This is just the beginning of the tragedy, and the subsequent plot is even more surprising." Mitchell drank