Chapter 155

"You said the old master..." Dr. Ali looked at the gardener's uncle suspiciously and asked, "who was that just now?"

"Master aman is the wife's second husband."

The gardener's uncle seemed to hide a trace of disdain in his tone and explained: "my wife's first husband, master Zhenzhao, died six years ago. My wife married master aman again. Later, my wife died in a fire four years ago, and master aman became the master now."

"What fire?" Dr. Ali continued with some doubts. Bai yanzhenyu and Conan were also attracted by the two-day conversation and turned their heads to listen carefully.

"Look over there. Do you see the charred tower?"

Uncle gardener reached out and pointed to the side of the castle, where there was a broken independent tower, which was covered with black smoke and fire.

"It used to be where my wife lived. Four years ago, my wife came back to the castle to celebrate her birthday, because she arrived here in the middle of the night and lived directly in the tower."

"But before dawn, there was an unexpected fire in the tower, and the flame soon burned up. Finally, the wife and her friends, as well as the attendants who served the eldest wife all year round, more than a dozen people were swallowed up in the fire!"

The gardener's uncle said this secret past with lingering fear and sighed: "only servants like me who were hired not long ago escaped the disaster, as well as the eldest lady who slept in other bedrooms because of a cold, and master aman who came here a little earlier than his wife."

"Oh, yes, and the noble young master over there."

Uncle gardener pointed to a young man who was watching the stone carvings of chess pieces and said, "his name is Jiangong noble man. He is the only son of master Zhenzhao and his wife. He was sent abroad to study since childhood. He also came back two or three days before the fire. Speaking of it, I saw him and master aman for the first time."

"First meeting?"

After listening to the introduction of Uncle gardener, Bai yanzhenyu asked in surprise, "didn't Mr. aman remarry with your wife six years ago? How could it be the first time to meet?"

The gardener's uncle, after looking at the Miyagi nobleman who was still studying the stone carving of chess pieces, explained in a low voice: "because my wife and master aman met and married abroad, and have been living in that country since then, and have never come back."

After the gardener explained the reason, he said with a trace of incomprehension: "I don't know why. After the fire, they didn't go abroad and stayed in the castle. In our outsiders' opinion, it was like something."

Bai Yan Zhenyu nodded thoughtfully, smiled and guessed, "so when they first came here, they must have suffered twists and turns. After all, you don't know what they look like."

"Has that arrived yet? The photos of his wife's remarriage have already been sent back, so everyone has seen master aman..."

As like as two peas, the gardener said, taking the crowd into the main hall of the castle, pointing to the picture hanging on the wall, said, "as for the master, the appearance and the dead Master are almost the same when they were young. We recognized him as grandson of the great master at a glance."

"Yes, it really seems."

When they looked at the photo, they found that there was a serious and intellectual man on it. In terms of appearance, it was almost the same as the man in the imperial palace.

In addition to the man's photo, there are two other photos hanging on the left and right sides. One is a handsome man in suits and shoes, and the other is a dignified and elegant beauty with long hair. If nothing happens, he should also be a member of the inter palace family.

After watching these photos, Dr. Ali asked, "so, who are the portraits on both sides?"

"It's madam and master Zhenzhao."

Looking at these photos on the wall, the gardener's uncle's eyes were full of nostalgia and explained: "master Zhenzhao was recruited as a son-in-law. He has great respect for the master who is also a historical scholar. His wife is often jealous of this. In the past, she often had a bad opinion of master Zhenzhao and often said..."

"Yes, she often says, 'dad is just a crooked intellectual'..."

Before uncle gardener finished, a hoarse old voice came from behind.

When they looked back, they found a thin woman with senile spots, shaking the wheel of her wheelchair, slowly coming in from the door.

The gardener's uncle was startled, and the flustered man greeted him and said, "big... Big lady!"

The old woman looked at the gardener's uncle faintly. She didn't blame him for his talkative behavior, but continued in a nostalgic tone: "in fact, her father has often heard this thing before, but he was not angry when he heard it. Instead, he was very happy."

Uncle gardener took off his hat, touched his bald head and apologized, "I'm sorry, madam. I shouldn't have reminded you of these past events."

"You don't have to be nervous. I've long been used to the days without him here. It's the same as the size of paper money and passport. I'm not used to it at first, but I'll naturally get used to it over time."

For so many years, the old woman had already seen life and death and said with emotion: "time is really terrible. No matter how profound joys, sorrows and sorrows, it will slowly disappear with time."

After sighing, the old woman remembered Bai Yan Zhenyu and others and asked, "tianhata, who are these people?"

"Well... They are friends of master aman. By the way, Dr. Ali is a little famous scientist." the gardener uncle hesitated for a moment and explained the identity of Bai Yan Zhenyu and others according to the instructions of Miyagi.

"Scientists?"

After learning about Dr. Ali's scientist, the old woman's originally godless eyes lit up slightly and said with expectation: "Dr. Ali, welcome to our house. If you can, I hope you can solve the mystery left by that man in this castle."

"Mystery?" they looked at the old woman suspiciously, waiting for her to make a further explanation.

The old woman looked up at the picture of the master on the wall and explained, "it's a last word left by my husband before he died. [whoever solves the mystery of this castle will get my favorite baby.]"

"Ah, this... I'll try my best..."

Dr. Ali scratched his head in embarrassment. Although he was very talented in invention and creation, his reasoning ability was not very good. He could only place his hope of solving puzzles on Bai Yan Zhenyu and Conan.

"Please."

The old woman nodded happily, then suddenly changed her look and looked left and right in the hall.