MTL - Death Notice-v12 Chapter 40 Harry Wilson
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"Who are you? Tony?" The big bed in the middle of the room uploaded a somewhat surprised sound.
Qin Lun decided to look at it, only to see a handsome boy in his pajamas sitting on the bed, looking at him curiously. The boy is a little thin, his eyes are big, his lips are a little faint, and he is a full-fledged "yellow-haired boy."
"Little Master, Tony can't serve you today, I will replace his work, you can call me Chris!" Qin Lun possessed a look, his face showing a smile like a spring breeze. The etiquette posture is innocent, even if Parker’s housekeeper is here, I’m afraid I can’t pick it up.
"Well, in fact, if Tony doesn't come, I can wear clothes myself. I am already eight years old!" The little boy opened the quilt, jumped out of bed with bare feet, and went to take his clothes while turning his head. Qin Lun, "Are you new?"
"Yes, Master Wilson, let me help you..." Qin Lun stepped forward to help the little boy start to put toiletries and put on his shirt and jacket.
Don't look at the boy's vowed to say that he is wearing clothes. In fact, he can't handle neatly in the face of the cumbersome embroidered shirts and jackets. If Zou Baba wears it out, it is obviously a dereliction of duty to the servant.
"Well, you did a good job!" The little boy washed it, put on his clothes, and turned around in front of the floor mirror. The little man nodded as satisfied, and immediately turned his pale blue eyes and turned and asked. what's your name?"
"Chris, young master, you can call me Chris!" Qin Lun smiled back.
"Well, Chris, I will tell Tony, you have helped a little!" The little boy seemed to learn the look of an adult. He put his hands on his shoulders and put on a dignified look. He asked, whispering, "But wait. When you meet someone else, if someone asks, can you say that I am wearing my own clothes today?"
"Of course, young master, today is your own clothes, I can't help!" Qin Lun blinked and said along the little boy's topic.
"Oh, no, you are busy with help. You can say that the clothes are taken from the closet!" the little boy added happily. "In addition, you can call me Harry!"
"Okay, Master Hare, where are we going now?" Qin Lun blinked and cautiously tried.
Although Harry Wilson was just a little boy at this time, he did not forget that this little boy was a character hundreds of years ago...
"Of course, go to the restaurant. If it's not sick, my father doesn't like us to eat in the bedroom." Harry seemed to be a bit frustrated, but he soon became happy. "Today, my mother and sister are coming back, maybe they are already in the restaurant. Waiting for me!"
"Mrs. Wilson, and Miss just came back from the outside?" Qin Lun's eyelids picked up, and suddenly there was a hint of unclear emotion in his heart.
He suddenly understood a little bit about the difference in this manor, where should he start.
Today, hundreds of years ago, I am afraid that Wilson Estate will be in a state of change. The starting point of the disaster should be related to one big and one small female Wilson.
However, it is still impossible to judge whether they brought the disaster to the manor, or whether the manor had changed during their departure, but only broke out when they returned.
"Yes, my mother and sister have just returned from my grandfather's house. They have lived in London for half a year!" The clues that Qin Lun could not find in the manor, but now it is easy to get from the mouth of the little boy.
As the hostess and baroness of the manor, Mrs. Wilson actually stayed at her home for half a year. Is it definitely a problem with Baron Wilson? As an eight-year-old boy, Harry may not know what his words mean, but Qin Lun can get a lot of information from it.
You must go to the restaurant with Hari. If the Wilsons are both there, then with Qin Lun’s observation and psychoanalytic skills, you will find something wrong with the two.
"Master Hare, need me to call Tony, go with you to the restaurant?" Thinking of this, Qin Lun did not hesitate, said with a smile.
"This... Tony is very busy, so let me go with you!" Harry almost gave the answer that Qin Lun wanted, and helped solve the biggest problem.
This is tantamount to disguised a new groom, temporarily promoted to become a small master's personal servant. Let him stay in the restaurant at the owner's meal.
The private restaurant of Wilson Manor is on the fourth floor. This floor is very important, usually the bedroom for visiting VIPs, as well as the important reception room, family restaurant and so on.
In addition to a few personal servants and close-up maids in the manor, other servants are not allowed to step in. This is also the main reason why Qin Lun played tricks in front of the little boy and let him bring himself into the restaurant.
Of course, if Harry is not fooled, Qin Lun will find a way to go up. It's just that it is easy to cause unnecessary troubles, and it may be attacked by ghosts, just like the movements he made in the first floor study.
After Harry went out with Qin Lun, Susan anxiously gestured at him, meaning what should I do?
Qin Lun turned his head and motioned to her to follow. Just as he did this, Qin Lun found out that Harry seemed to notice something, and his eyes swept over Susan’s position.
However, the little boy did not speak, but just jumped forward and did not seem to be broken by this episode.
Two big and three small people quickly went to the fourth floor. On the corridor in this floor, Qin Lun and Susan saw many portraits. It is said that the characters in these paintings are the ancestors of the Wilson family, and many of them are still famous generals or ministers.
This discovery made Qin Lun and Susan both surprised. Even Qin Lun did not think that the Wilson family had such a glorious past. It is no wonder that when the family was in the middle of the road, the current Baron Wilson would risk his life from the grassroots level of the army.
Only in this way, the Baron Wilson and Mrs. Wilson will have a contradiction and can be expected.
A woman who is only a businessman, always thinks that her husband is now supported by her own family.
The other is that the wife can marry into the Wilson family, which is already a fortune. As a hereditary aristocrat who participated in the army, the ancestors had a glorious history, and the baron’s tough character was completely imaginable.
Harriet is eight years old, indicating that the couple have been married for at least nine years. Originally, the door was not right, and the two people were dissatisfied with each other. The man lost his passion when he was young, and the woman did not have the appearance of youth. Marriage would naturally get into trouble.
A group of people bypassed the corridor, and Harry stepped up and pushed a thick wooden door.
Behind the door is a rectangular dining table filled with plates and candlesticks. It may be that they came too early, there is no other person at the table, and only a man in a suit is wearing tableware.
"Parker butler, haven't you been down yet?" Harry was disappointed, asking the old butler who placed the cutlery.
"Oh..." Parker looked back, and Qin Lun, next to Hari, gave him a slight glimpse. However, he immediately returned to his heart and said with a smile. "Yes, the lady and the lady just came back. The lord was drinking a little more with the guests last night. They have not yet come down!"
“Is the mother and sister really coming back?” Harry asked with a bright eyes.
"Well, yes, young master, you can sit up first, and then you can dine!" Parker pointed to the seat at the table.
"No, I have to go see my mother and my sister!" Harry looked a little eager to wait and turned and ran out of the restaurant.
"Chris, you better explain to me, why are you here, accompanied by Master Hare!" While Qin Lun also wanted to catch up, Parker stopped him with a slap in the face, a serious face Asked.
After Qin Lun explained it, he ran out and saw that Harry had no image. Susan, who was next to her face, looked pale and seemed to see something incredible.
"That kid is very important. In which direction did he go?" Qin Lun asked Susan in a quiet voice.
"I don't know. He disappeared as soon as he ran to the corridor. It disappeared directly!" Susan glanced at the back of Parker's housekeeper and lowered her voice. Some unnaturally asked, "Is that little boy a ghost?"
"A few hundred years ago, what do you say?" Qin Lun asked in some annoyance. "It seems that these ghosts must repeat things hundreds of years ago under certain conditions, once they are not followed. The plot will be interrupted immediately, but unfortunately!"
"Sorry, I should follow him!" Susan apologized a little frustrated.
"Don't blame you, this story is triggered by my relationship with Tony, you... yes, your part..." Qin Lun said with a bright eye.
He suddenly thought that Susan was the key figure. Harry appeared only because he met Tony~www.novelbuddy.com~ It was only an accidental event that should have nothing to do with the original story. Then the change that Susan should have caused in the original plot did not appear.
"Not good, maybe missed!" Qin Lun's face is hard to look at. He suddenly thought that if he didn't know Tony, then Susan and Wilson should enter the lounge of the personal servant in the original plot. Not going to Harry's room.
"If you miss this story, what will change?" Qin Lun’s brain turned quickly. "From the experience just now, if you want the manor to repeat what happened, you must cut into the original story. And I And Susan missed that point, and the things that happened in the manor may not be re-triggered. Another way of saying is that we have no chance to break the game..."
"Maybe there are other people who trigger other plot repetitions, such as Hill with Karin, or with Donald's Donald and Allen, but... this has nothing to do with me!"
Qin Lun’s eyes showed a trace of cold. "No, although I missed a plot, but I still have a chance! Old Parker is still here. Because he also met me, he didn't become a ghost... I have to gamble!"
Qin Lun’s line of sight from Susan slowly moved to the Parker housekeeper who still placed the tableware.
