Chapter 797 INTERVIEW (III)
CHARLESâ was probably so out of it thatâs why the voices sounded like that to him. But this was a good clue. At least now, itâs confirmed that somebody really did something to cause that fire. It was not an accident. It was a deliberate plan to kill someone.
Another thing to take note of was the fact that it was cause by an explosion. Just like what happened a few hours earlier. Coincidence? He thought not. But if it was done by the same person or the same group of people? That, he wasnât sure.
âDoes anyone else know about this?â he asked.
âI mentioned it to Father when he regained consciousness. He told me not to say it to anyone,â Charles answer. âHis reaction was a bit too extreme. Because of that, I subconsciously did not tell anyone about it. Until now, that is.â
William Harcourt had an extreme reaction to that information? Maybe it was the start of the otherâs suspicion towards his children. But if that was the case, Luo Yan could basically clear Charles of any suspicion regarding what happened 20 years ago. But that didnât mean he could absolve him of what happened today.
Itâs true that he believed the other really cared for Richard thus he couldnât do something as bombing the house while his brother was there. But if like his father, he suspected that one of his siblings did it, he might have orchestrated everything so he could get revenge.
Although, he honestly didnât believe the latter and thought that it was a bit of a reach, he still needed to consider all possibilities.
There were still a lot of things that were pretty much unclear to him. The puzzle pieces hadnât even started to be in place. So, all he could do right now was to gather more pieces until a complete picture was revealed.
âDo you know which specific part of the manorâs right wing did the explosion originate?â he continued to ask.
Charles shook his head. âFrom what I heard, the bombs that caused the explosion were scattered across the manor, throughout a number of rooms.â
They were scattered and the first one to go off were the bombs in the right wing. âIs the design of the current Magnolia Manor the same as the one that burned 20 years ago?â
âYes, up to the tiniest detail.â
Luo Yan fell into a deep thought after hearing that. If that was so, then the masterâs bedroom, as well as this study were both in the right wing. A bold speculation appeared in his mind.
âDo you know which room your brother, Richard, stayed in that day?â he asked, so he could be certain of his assumption.
A look of confusion flashed Charlesâ face, probably wondering why he was suddenly asking such a thing. But probably because he was still under the influence of alcohol, he didnât think much and just answered it.
âItâs his old room.â
âWas it also located in the right wing?â
âNo, itâs on the complete opposite side. On the left wing.â
Luo Yan grinned. Now that just supported his earlier hypothesis. That Richard was not the intended victim. It was William.
Based on the time that Charles returned that night, a busy man like William would have been at his study. The culprit or culprits would have known that. But for some reason, Richard and his son must be near the study when the bomb planted in there went off. Thus, immediately killing them. While William must have been a little further away. Hence, receiving the injuries that he received.
[Ding! Your detective talent discovered an important clue to what happened 20 years ago!]
Luo Yanâs smile became even brighter after he heard that. His detective talent activating after he made that conclusion, it was an almost definite proof that the real target was indeed William.
But with this, another problem had arisen.
If William was the real target of that explosion 20 years ago, why hadnât the culprit/s done anything in the past 20 years. Surely, they could have had the opportunity to finish what they started during that time.
The opportunity he had to do that was not just days or months, itâs decades. So, why? Why wait this long?
He turned his attention back to Charles. âDid you and your other siblings often meet with your father in the last 20 years after that incident?â
âNo. After what happened, Father went to America for an operation and then he decided to stay there to recuperate. The only one who accompanied him was the former butler. If not for the annual allowance that we still received, we might have thought that something has had happened to him. We didnât even know that he started building this⊠imitation of a manor.â
Luo Yan frowned. âDoes that mean that you only met with him yesterday?â he asked, feeling a bit incredulous.
âNo, ten years ago, he called us and told us to meet him in New York. We were shocked seeing him infirmed and disfigured. We hardly recognized him. If not for his way of speaking, we might think that someone was impersonating him. We only had dinner with him. Then, the next day, we found out that Father had already left with only a message telling us that he would call on us again. That call happened four years later. Then, another one three years ago.
âAnyway, what with all these questions? Does this even have anything to do with whatâs happening? Youâre not just wasting my time, arenât you, detective?â
Luo Yan ignored the otherâs question. A lot of thoughts were coursing through his mind right now. But he couldnât gather everything. He needed more information.
âThis will be the last question, Mr. Charles. Then, youâre free to go,â he said after some time.
âBloody time. Then, out with it.â
âWho was the driver who brought you to the manor the night the explosion happened?â
Charles looked thrown off by the question. But at the end, still answered, âItâs Saunders.â
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