Chapter 22 Chapter 21: A Jealous Dispute

"It's so boring to be so peaceful!" Ellery said to Professor Ardori the next night, looking up at the starry sky. "Hmm!" Adori replied, because he sighed, the sparks from the pipe flew down like sparks, "Honestly, Quinn, I've been waiting for the fireworks!" "Be patient a little longer! Tonight is Independence Day, maybe you can see the fireworks going off! Oh, there are flares." In the clear sky!Something shiny like a long finger, drawn at a steep angle, expanded in the air like brightly colored velvet as it rose, and then flew away, the flare that seemed to be the signal to start.Minutes later, the night on Long Island exploded like an explosion.For a very short time, the two quietly watched the celebration fireworks on the North Coast, and the New York Bay in the distance also echoed the fireworks.

The professor said in a serious tone: "I have heard too much of your brilliant detective skills, so now I have begun to feel the sadness of disillusionment-maybe people who admire you will say angrily, this is I'm insulting you, but Quinn, when on earth are you going to stand up? That is to say—when will the famous detective Sherlock Holmes show up in style and handcuff the hateful criminal?" With a melancholy expression, Ellery looked at the Feast of Light, which was dancing crazily against the background of the Big Dipper: "About this case, I wonder if it hasn't ended because it hasn't started?..."

"It doesn't seem to be the case!" Yaduoli took down the pipe in his mouth and said, "Do you think it's right for you to let the patrolling police retreat? This morning, Dr. Deng Paulo told me that the captain of the county police has issued an order to disarm. , I don't know why you want to do this?" Ellery shrugged his shoulders and said, "Isn't this easy to understand? Obviously, Kloshak is targeting two people - Stephen Megara and Andrew Pang, in other words, he is only looking for Tiffany Brother, Megara is isolated on the water, and Bonn's subordinates are guarding on the water, so it can be said that it is closely guarded, and Pon is also very safe because of his disguise." He stood up and put his hands in his pockets , "May I excuse you for a moment? I want to go for a walk to clear the fog in my mind."

"Okay!" The professor leaned on the back of the chair, loaded the tobacco, and watched Ellery's back curiously. Ellery wandered under a night sky of stars and fireworks.Except for the occasional burst of light in the sky, the surroundings are completely dark. This is a dark road in the countryside.He crossed the boundary between Adori and Bratt's house, sniffing the fresh night air, listening to the cheerful sound of rowing boats in the distance, groping around in the dark night, as if looking for an extravagant home, looming An anxious and worried look.It was dark except for the lights in the hallway of the house—Ellery had trouble finding the road, and he saw two detectives smoking in the corridor outside the house—otherwise Bradoudo was deserted, Nothing festive.A line of trees was faintly visible to the right, and trees to the left, and when he reached the mansion—a detective yelled, "Who's that over there?" Ellery held up a hand, avoiding Blinding flashlight light.

"Oh!" said the detective, "I'm sorry, Mr. Quinn!" The flashlight suddenly went out. "Prudent!" murmured Ellery, walking around the building. Why do you go in this direction?He didn't know that at this time he was walking towards the gloomy totem pole and the path leading to the hut. I don't know whether it was the path or the end of the path that emitted a terrible stench—or should it be named for this The subconscious sense of smell at the scene of the tragedy—maybe it was this kind of thing that drew him in this direction.A dark central road could already be seen ahead.

He stopped suddenly, because someone's voice came from near the tennis court not far to the right. But Ellery was a gentleman, as most gentlemen should be.He knew it all, but one thing his father, with his ironic kinship with crime, the good Sergeant Quinn, had taught him was to "listen carefully to what people say." My father often said as a mantra, "Conversations that you can tell without anyone eavesdropping are usually of great value. These words are more effective than hearing the testimony of a hundred witnesses." So Ellery asked the guard His father's lectures lingered there, determined to hear what they had to say.

It was the voice of a man and a woman, both familiar to Ellery, but he could not understand what they were saying.So he jumped from the gravel road to the grass beside the road, and then proceeded carefully in the direction of the voice. Who is speaking?Finally, two people flashed through his mind, that is Jona Lincoln and Herring Bratt. The two seemed to be sitting in the garden to the west of the tennis court, and the nearby terrain appeared in his mind. Then, he sneaked to a place about five feet away from them, and quickly disappeared into the shade of a nearby tree. "It's pointless for you to deny it, Jonas Lincoln." Ellery heard Helingblatt's voice as cold as ice.

"But Heilin," Jonas said, "I've said it dozens of times, Lomin—" "Nonsense, he wouldn't do that kind of thoughtless thing! Only you—will have these strange thoughts—and that's because you're mean." "Hei Lin!" Jona's heart was deeply stabbed, "How can you say that? Yes, I tried to knock him down twice, but he knocked him down instead, but I—— " "Yes!" she said! "I'm talking too much, Jona." The voice stopped, and Ellery knew that Haylin had been holding back his sobs. "Of course I can't say you haven't done it, but you always—interfere with us."

Ellery was able to picture their current situation in his mind, and the young man showed displeasure, "Really?" Jona seemed to push her away and said, "I see, I just want to know this, intervene ? Well, it turns out that I have always been a third party! You mean that I have no rights at all, okay! Hei Lin, I decided not to interfere in the future, I want to leave here" "Yona!" This time there was a flustered tone in her voice, "What did you say, I didn't—" "I'm just speaking what's on my mind." Jonas' voice was sharp. "I've been toiling like a slave for the last few years for a man who's at sea and a man who's always at home playing chess, but I've Tired of it. It's too much of a sacrifice for me to take Hayes out of here, and I've already told you dear Mr. Megara about it! On the yacht this afternoon I told His. I can fight for my own career, so maybe there will be a turnaround, and I don’t want to work for Mr. Megara anymore.”

The two quarreling fell silent for a while, and Ellery, relieved behind the tree, could already imagine what would happen next. He heard Haerim sigh quietly, and Yoona coldly just wanted to protect his position. "But, Jona," she said in a low voice, "you're doing this to my stepfather, aren't you? Didn't my stepfather entrust his career entirely to you?" Lincoln didn't answer. "And about Stephen, tonight Although you didn't say it, I've told you several times that I have nothing to do with Stephen! Why do you become so vicious when you talk about him?"

"I don't mean anything else at all." Jonas replied in a stern tone. "No! Yes, ah! Jona..." The voice broke off again, and Ellery pictured the lady moving the chair towards her prey, or snuggling up to him, "I'm going to tell you something tonight that never Things I didn't tell you." "Gah!" Jona was stunned, but quickly dismissed the idea and said, "No need! Heilin, anyway, it probably has something to do with Megara." "Jona, you can't do this! Do you know why Megara didn't come back for a whole year this time?" "I don't know! Probably among the little girls dancing hula in Hawaii, there is a figure he likes!" "Jona, it's too cruel for you to say that. You know that Stephen is not that kind of person...that's because he proposed to me, now you understand." "Oh!" Jonas said angrily, "how could he be so cruel to his future bride that he would leave for a whole year. I wish you both well." "But I—refused!" Sighing, Ellery stole back down the trail.To him, tonight was still a dark night, and to Mr. Lincoln and Miss Bratt...it was silence, and Ellery could probably imagine what would happen in silence.