Withered

Lina suddenly pushed open the door of Mrs. Brown's half-opened room, pointed at Nosley and said, "You're back? Why don't you continue to disappear?"

Nosley said dissatisfiedly, "Why can't I come back?"

"Now everyone is guessing that you are the murderer. Do you know how bad your influence is on our family?" Lina yelled indistinctly. Seeing the package in Mrs. Brown's hand, she frowned in disbelief Said: "Mom! You still want to give him the money? What about my dowry!"

Mrs. Brown pinched the package in embarrassment, not knowing where to put it, and whispered to Nosley: "Don't blame your sister for losing her temper, she was divorced."

Lina said angrily: "That's right, because I have a brother who is a murderer!"

"Unfortunately..." Nosri wanted to express regret for Lina's divorce, Lina shook her head vigorously, she was already mad with anger, and shouted: "If you hadn't killed Bessie, I would have been able to get married yesterday? How did you manage to dismember your body without blinking? Demon!"

Mrs. Brown hurriedly opened the window quietly, peeked out the window, and made sure no one was there. She said to Lina, "Are you crazy? Can you speak in a lower voice?"

Nosri shook his head in pain. He refused to accept Lina's accusation and said, "As you know, I can't kill Bessie. Bessie's death hit me the hardest."

"No, you have a reason to kill Bessie." Lina stared, her eyes were slightly red, but she was very emotional, and her whole body was trembling slightly, she said with certainty: "You must know the look on your face!" The truth about terrible scars!"

"What truth?" Mrs. Brown looked at Nosley suspiciously, then at Lina, and asked for Nosley.

The scald scar on Nosley's face was entrenched on most of his face, like a piece of half-cooked and wrinkled donkey meat.Lina turned her eyes away from him and said, "We three sisters all hate you. After you were born, father and mother put all their energy on you and never bought us anything good!"

"When Mom went to the bedroom, the three of us discussed the plan first—" Lina laughed, "First of all, whoever is the catcher will be you, and then Bessie covered her with a cloth." Cover your eyes, be sure to block your eyes firmly, Lia and I made a sound at the fireplace, whether it was laughing or whispering, as long as the sound was made, it would be fine to lead you over."

Lina's description overlapped with Nosri's memory bit by bit. Nosri took two steps back, shook his head, and said, "Impossible, you lied to me."

"Why should I lie to you?" Lina looked at the shocked Mrs. Brown and said, "Actually, the manservant put down the fireplace partition that day, and it was Bessie who removed it. You'll think you've forgotten. Listen, here's the point, don't miss it, it's Bessie, stick your foot out, and you're tripped, and the next thing you fall into the fire in the hearth."

Nosley held on to the armrest of the chair, and he seemed to hear the screams of the three girls when he fell more than ten years ago-it was not a scream of fear at all, it was a successful plan, Screams of joy, while Nosley could only wriggle and struggle in the fire.

"Don't you think we have completely changed our attitude towards you after that? You must not know why we treat you so well, because Bessie wants to atone for her sins!" Lina suddenly whispered, "God, no one would have thought , that fire burned your face like this, we just wanted to give you a little punishment, so God punish our conscience—”

Nosley suddenly remembered, in a blur, Bessie knelt under his bed, weeping in pain, begging his forgiveness, and at that time he was almost out of shape due to the high fever caused by the wound, since then, carrying this picture Face, living in the strange eyes of others.

Lina was immersed in memories. Suddenly, Mrs. Brown slapped her, and she screamed. Mrs. Brown covered her chest with one hand, hammered the hammer, panted with difficulty, pointed at Lina with the other hand, and said: " You...you..."

Northley came back to his senses, and quickly patted Mrs. Brown on the back. Mrs. Brown suddenly lost all strength, opened her mouth wide, and rolled out the whites of her eyes. Northley yelled, "Mom!" But Mrs. Brown didn't respond at all. Terrified, Nosley yelled at her, "Get a cab! We have to get Mommy to Dr. Jeff!"

"Hurry up!" Nosley yelled again, and Lina ran out of the room in a panic, followed by Nosley who also came out with Mrs. Brown on his back. Leah just came back from a dance outside, and she asked suspiciously: "What are you doing?" What's wrong? What happened?"

"Mother fainted." Lina said absentmindedly. "Now go and get a carriage... Oh, Leah, I told you all the crimes we committed, Leah..."

Leah covered her mouth with her hands in surprise, and said in a low voice, "Are you crazy? You're crazy!"

The carriage came soon, and Northley helped Mrs. Brown up, and when he was about to go up, the sheriff stopped with a few policemen on horseback, and said to Northley: "Northley Brown, because you are suspected of murder, You must now go to the police station with us."

Neighbors gathered around the door of Brown's house, and one of them shouted: "That's the man! The man who looks like a devil!"

Nosri closed his eyes weakly and let the police arrest him. He could only say to Lina, "Take care of mom."

Nosley Brown, the suspect in the murder case of the Cullens family, is a terrifying demon.

The devil was sitting in the police station, and the words the police asked passed by his ears and did not enter his mind. He couldn't hear anything now, but was just in a daze. Suddenly, he covered his half-retained chest with his right hand On the right side of his face, only the ruins of his left side remained. He whispered to the interrogating policeman sitting across from him, "You know what? I can't see clearly in this eye."

The police cursed in a low voice, and a gust of wind blew over. Suddenly, several police officers in the small detention room closed their eyes and fainted. Morton wore a hat on his head, pushed open the door, and picked him up. Nosley left directly.

Nosley curled up tightly in his cold embrace, the sun was a bit dazzling, he closed his eyes, and said softly, "Morton, you rescued me from hell."

He then asked: "Is it because other people's kindness to me is for profit?"

Because Northley's "associates" rescued him, and now the police in the whole of Harder Town are looking for him, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, it is best to hide now.Instead of going back to Hadfield Park, they went to the Clock Tower.