Chapter 1211

The foreign pavilion has two floors. The roof is estimated to be an attic, and it seems that it has been established for a long time. The walls on one side are full of ivy, which adds a sense of tranquility and vicissitudes to the foreign Pavilion.

Jonathan quickly stopped the car and took ANN to the front door.

An Yi pointed out that he didn't call the door, but took out the key to open the door. He asked strangely:

"Is there no one at home?"

In any case, the floor area of the foreign Pavilion is not small. It would be too big if Jonathan lived alone.

"No, I don't usually live here. This is my uncle's house. There were several servants before, but most of them were dismissed because my uncle died of illness."

It is estimated that the reason for dismissing them is the 200 kg gold. After all, the will says that the gold is in this house. If you can't find it, you may be found by the servant first, which is very embarrassing.

After entering the gate, there is the luxurious lobby.

There are various oil paintings and decorations on both sides. You can see a Y-shaped staircase extending to the second floor. There should also be a corridor behind the staircase, which is probably leading to other positions on the first floor.

An Yizhi looked at the luxury configuration nearby and felt that even without the 200 kg of gold, the decorations around could sell a lot of money.

——That is, the force is very high.

"Mr. ANN, where are you going to start? Or do you need me to show you around first?"

An Yi was about to speak. Accompanied by a series of footsteps of high heels, a woman in her forties came out from behind the stairs.

Although she was dressed like a lady, her behavior was not elegant at all. She directly carried a red wine bottle and held a goblet in her other hand.

Is this Mr. Jonathan's wife? I think I should be about the same age.

However, when the other party saw an pointing at them, it didn't mean to be polite at all. Especially when he saw Shuidao Mengzi, he secretly smacked his mouth and asked proudly:

"Who are they?"

"This is an Yizhi detective. The lady behind him is an assistant."

The woman glanced back and forth at Ann, pointed at them, and walked towards the stairs without even turning around. It was estimated that she was going to the second floor.

"Sorry, Mr. ANN, Miss Shuidao."

She's rude. Jonathan's going to stay and carry the pot.

An Yizhi waved his hand to show that he didn't care, and asked casually:

"Is that your wife?"

"No, she is my second brother's old wife."

Wait a minute, this sentence is so informative.

Fortunately, Jonathan also knew what this sentence said, and explained:

"She and my second brother divorced a long time ago. Later, the second brother died of illness and had no relationship at all. However, because they somehow had a child and had this relationship, they were barely relatives."

"So she's here for..."

Shuidao Mengzi's feeling was very sharp. Jonathan nodded helplessly:

"Because she happened to be here when the will was read out, and has stayed here all day since."

"I'm going to take a share."

For such shameless relatives who can't beat eight poles, an Yizhi is also very interested in Japanese dogs.

When his parents went on their honeymoon by plane, they were both killed. There was an endless stream of relatives who liked Ann Yizhi's real estate.

Some say adoption is safe, others say custody by their elders. In total, it comes down to four words, extortion.

If Lin Linglin's family hadn't specially defended him, I don't know what it would be like in the end.

So Ann knew that it was no use being polite to such people. As long as he didn't kill people, he would be cruel. Jonathan's gentle attitude would make the other party gain an inch.

But after all, this is also someone else's family. An Yizhi's entrustment is only responsible for looking for gold. It's not what an Yizhi needs to worry about after finding it.

So he was also very knowledgeable. Instead of asking about the matter, he asked about the entrustment:

"Mr. Jonathan, where is the most likely place to leave a clue, do you know?"

"This..."

This sentence is a little silly. I really know Jonathan needs to hire some detective, but Ann pointed out that since she asked, she had another plan.

"The will indicates that it is for you. This is your uncle's' puzzle game 'specially prepared for you. Since he did so, he must have considered letting you find it. There should be some tips."

"When I said that, before my uncle died of illness, he always took my hand and seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't speak because of the pain."

Did you die before you could tell me?

It can't be said that there is no such possibility at all, but Ann Yizhi still prefers that all the tips have been given to Jonathan.

He thought about it and said:

"Can you tell me in which room your uncle died? I doubt there may be a clue."

"No problem. He left in his room. I'll take you there."

With that, he took an Yizhi and Shuidao Mengzi around the Y-shaped stairs in the front hall and exposed the wide corridor behind.

From here, you can see the atrium of the foreign Pavilion. There is a small fountain still running. It is a very good garden landscape with the surrounding exquisite gardens.

But after walking about ten meters down the corridor, Ann heard a voice that made him feel headache.

——The sound of chanting Buddhist scriptures.

Moving on, the sound of chanting became clearer and clearer. It came out of an open room. An raised his eyes and saw a monk in cassock with his back to the crowd.

Jonathan made a sign to move on and waited to go a little farther before saying:

"That's my eldest brother. He didn't know why he became a monk a few years ago. He usually stays in the temple. This time he came back to see it because his uncle died."

"He is also for gold?"

"Probably not."

Jonathan said:

"My eldest brother didn't plan to inherit his uncle's industry from the beginning. After dropping out of high school, he worked outside alone. The salary was basically given to my uncle. Thank him for taking care of our three brothers. He came back only to attend the funeral. He will go back tomorrow."

It sounds like a big brother who is very considerate of his brothers, but why did Mao suddenly become a monk?

An Yizhi had the worst impression on the nuns, especially the monks, which was also left by the storm of robbing the heritage in that year.

Seeing that soft grinding and hard soaking didn't work, the shameless relatives found several monks who didn't know whether it was true or false. They said that an Yi meant the dead star and killed their parents.

At that time, an Yizhi saw Lin Linglin's power and sent the relatives of an Yizhi's family and the monks to the bone injury hospital alone

It seems that from that time on, an Yizhi left the impression that "she must not be angry." until now, she has simply become a thorough henpecked wife.

"An Yizhi, this is the room."

Hearing Jonathan's voice, Ann shook her head and recovered from her memory.

The decoration of the room is very luxurious. Green striped wallpaper is pasted on the wall. At a glance, valuable furniture fills the whole room, which is basically like the bedroom of an ordinary rich family.

"My uncle died here. If there is any clue, it's probably here."

Ann walked in and looked around the room.

"Mr. Jonathan, have you moved the position of the furniture?"

"This is not true. Although the will did not say that the furniture should not be moved, I was worried that it would destroy the hint left by my uncle, so I didn't change the position of the furniture at all."

"Has the detective invited before come here?"

"Yes, but he didn't find any clues."

It's really a little difficult to find. On the surface, there seems to be nothing worth noting. The visible clues are still very secret.

An Yizhi took two steps, pointed to the small bookshelf against the wall on one side of the room and asked:

"Did the detective read all the books on it?"

"Well, there are no interlayers or hints in the book. In order not to destroy the clues, all the books are put back in place."

In general, clues are most likely on bookshelves, such as wardrobe and bedside table, which are too obvious to be interesting to find.

But anyway, instead of standing with big eyes and small eyes, it's better to look around and maybe find something missing.

An Yizhi first focused on the bookshelf. Many of the books here are heavy hardcover books, most of which are classic novels.

Like 20000 miles under the sea, treasure island, Gulliver's travels, Moby Dick, etc. Although they are all novels related to the sea, there is nothing wrong.

After all, Jonathan's uncle used to be a treasure hunter. He floated around the sea all day looking for sunken ships. I guess he missed that day very much.

There are not many books on the shelf. In addition to novels, there are only some ocean related tool books, which add up to more than 20.

An Yizhi looked a few times and didn't continue to pay attention.

Whoosh is responsible for searching the bedside table, wardrobe and other places. Shuidao Mengzi also found nothing. There is nothing worth noting except some sundries and clothes. There is nothing that looks like a clue.

Isn't the clue in this room?

Ann pointed to the feeling that she was wrong about her entry point. After thinking hard, she saw the bed in the middle of the room and suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"Mr. Jonathan, do you still have that watch with you?"

"Yes, it's with me."

He felt out the watch he had shown Ann yesterday, and Ann held it strangely, compared it with the bed in the middle of the room, opened the sheet and looked at it. Finally, he smiled proudly and said:

"Sure enough, the clue is here."

"Did you find any clues?"

Ann returned the watch to Jonathan and said:

"The shape of this bed is a clue. Don't you think its length width ratio is a little wrong compared with ordinary beds?"

After hearing an Yizhi's reminder, Jonathan and Shuidao Mengzi found that the bed seemed... Longer?

"Of course, there is no such special length bed, especially the luxury bed, but look at the pocket watch in your hand. Is there a gap in the lower left corner of its dial?

Jonathan reached out and touched it with a slightly rough touch, indicating that Ann's finger was true.

Then he saw Ann lift the whole sheet completely with one finger, and there was a pattern like a cut in the lower left corner of the bed.