thefictionvixens Chapter 687 The Bizarre Disappearance Case
Chapter 687 The Bizarre Disappearance Case
"Miss Triss, you've misunderstood."
Chu Yang smiled helplessly and then began to explain.
According to the eldest daughter, she was practicing the piano at the back of the building.
"But she said she heard someone calling her younger brother very clearly outside the door."
"The soundproofing of the music room is already very good, not to mention that it is located at the back of the building, which is at least 100 meters away from the main entrance."
"Do you really think a normal person could hear the sounds of a six-year-old child coming from outside the door so clearly?"
Hearing this, Miss Triss's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but ask, "So you mean that the lady just now was lying?"
"Should we arrest her right away?"
"Miss Triss, don't worry, things aren't as simple as they seem."
Chu Yang shook his head helplessly and could only begin to explain once again.
"That young lady may have been forced to do this, or there may be someone else behind the scenes instructing him to do it."
"There is even the most unbelievable possibility that all of this was planned by that little kid."
As soon as Chu Yang finished speaking, Miss Triss, who was standing to the side, was stunned.
"That missing child is only five or six years old. Do you think he has this kind of thinking?"
Triss couldn't help but shout out. If Chu Yang hadn't been a student in Manhattan, she would have thought the person standing in front of her was a fraud.
Chu Yang ignored Cui Si's rudeness and calmly said:
"According to the records, the missing Mr. Jerome's favorite thing to do was collect all kinds of models."
"Especially recently, Mr. Jerome has taken a fancy to a very expensive model, and perhaps he planned all of this himself."
At this point, Chu Yang suddenly remembered that in the original story, a nobleman had indeed done this.
"I now even doubt whether the child they're talking about, who is only five or six years old, is actually real."
Chu Yang couldn't help but add another sentence.
After all, according to the records, the police did not interrogate the servants in the house carefully at all.
Ultimately, this resulted in very vague records about the boy's true identity.
"I just did a quick search in that lady's room and found that there were no photos left inside."
"This kind of behavior would be completely unreasonable for nobles from beginning to end."
Chu Yang gently shook his head.
Cameras have existed in this world for a long time, but they are a relatively luxurious thing.
Finally, the camera also existed as a symbol of aristocratic status.
Almost every nobleman would keep at least one camera at home.
Even some nobles who never needed a camera in their daily lives had to grit their teeth and buy one.
If you can't bring out the appropriate equipment in situations where a camera is needed, you'll definitely be ridiculed by the elites in your circle.
Despite being a young and beautiful noblewoman, the lady from earlier did not leave behind any photos in her room to document her beauty.
This is simply not common sense.
"You mean, that young lady's room originally had photos of her and her younger brother."
"But it is precisely because this incident was orchestrated by the siblings themselves, and they may have even secretly bribed their servants."
"Then they hid all the photos and anything that might reveal the young man's true age."
"Is this what led to the entire case reaching a stalemate?"
Miss Triss's eyes grew brighter as she spoke, and the way she looked at Chu Yang had completely changed.
"This possibility does exist, but we still need to demonstrate and reason about it."
Chu Yang didn't make any definitive statements, after all, all of this was just deduction based on various clues.
"However, if extraordinary forces intervene, then all illogical phenomena can be explained."
Chu Yang then responsibly added one last sentence.
Upon hearing this, Miss Triss gritted her teeth.
"Fine, we'll do it your way. After all, you're the detective."
The two waited for a short while before the owner of the house, Ian Jerome, appeared.
This Mr. Ian doted on her son so much that he would not have personally given part of his name to his youngest son.
But his expression changed the moment he saw Chu Yang and the other person.
"Mr. Ian, we have a few more details we'd like to ask you about."
Miss Triss stepped forward and was very polite.
"I'm sorry, Miss Officer, my son Jerome came back to me himself, so please don't bother with this matter."
Ian's expression was very serious, and he even began to gesture, signaling Chu Yang and the other person to leave quickly.
Neither Chu Yang nor Miss Triss had any intention of leaving.
"Mr. Ian, has someone contacted you, even demanding a large ransom?"
Triss's expression turned serious, and she couldn't help but ask further questions.
"How did you know?"
Ian, who was standing to the side, was completely stunned.
Keep in mind that he had only just received the notice demanding ransom payment.
No one else knew about this except him.
How did this policewoman in front of me find out?
If Triss hadn't been wearing a police uniform, Ying would have even suspected that this guy might also be one of the masterminds behind the scenes.
Chu Yang couldn't help but shake his head helplessly and said, "You must love your youngest son very much. How could we refuse when we come to help you?"
"It's simply because new developments have occurred."
"And your wife just received a phone call. Although she didn't say a word, her expression relaxed considerably."
"I imagine your wife received the same call as you."
Hearing this, the front door of the house opened, and then Ian's wife came out.
"So what if you guessed it? I don't need your help with this. I don't have enough money to ransom Jerome."
"You guys from the police department haven't found anything in almost half a month. If I were counting on you, my son would be dead by now."
Mrs. Ian spoke very quickly, her body trembling with anger.
She had long assumed that her son had met with terrible news, given how long the kidnapping had taken.
She initially hoped that the police would find the mastermind, but as she waited day after day, the police only brought her disappointment.
Now that things have finally started to progress, she has no desire for the police to continue interfering.
To prevent good news from turning into bad news once again.
"What a strange woman."
Chu Yang shook his head, somewhat speechless.
If it weren't for the fact that this was an assignment given by his own teacher, he would have already turned around and left.
Nobles living in this world could not possibly be unaware of the existence of extraordinary individuals. Yet, this noblewoman before them was so arrogant and showed no regard for the possibility of extraordinary individuals existing.
He's an absolute idiot.
"If I'm not mistaken, the person who wrote in demanding a ransom must be a rather notorious kidnapper, right?"
Chu Yang forced down his inner turmoil and asked the question again.
"That's right, Detective. The one who sent the letter is Red-haired Sterling. He only wants five hundred pounds, and we can afford to pay the ransom."
Mr. Ian, who was standing to the side, eventually realized that things couldn't go too smoothly, so he told him the truth.
The letter came from the infamous red-haired Stero, a notorious kidnapper.
He had handled countless kidnapping cases.
However, he was also a kidnapper with a very good reputation.
At least this guy has never killed anyone after receiving the ransom.
This is also the real reason why Ian's wife was suddenly overjoyed after receiving the call and did not want the police to get involved.
However, Ian himself still had absolutely no trust in the kidnappers.
Furthermore, Chu Yang's immediate guess that there was a new development in the matter gave him a renewed sense of trust in Chu Yang.
"So it's Red-Haired Stero. If I remember correctly, this guy is a follower of the Lord of Storms, and he's been secretly planted in some corner of this city."
"And that guy should have already reached Sequence Seven."
"It sounds unbelievable that someone would kidnap a child for just 500 pounds."
Chu Yang couldn't help but inwardly grumble.
How could a truly top-tier master thief kidnap a child for such a small amount of money?
That guy had a history of making moves, and although he never killed the hostages, he always emptied the homes of nobles.
"It seems that this might actually have been planned by that young Mr. Jerome himself, but he shouldn't have dragged Red-Haired Sdero into it for no reason. That's practically courting death."
Chu Yang was very clear that the spiritual senses possessed by a powerful expert at the Extraordinary Sequence Seven were terrifyingly strong.
Mr. Jerome has taken it upon himself to use the name of the red-haired Strowman, and his extraordinary guidance has probably already reached the hands of that great thief.
This matter is by no means going to be easily resolved.
This is also a tricky matter for Chu Yang, who currently only has the strength of Sequence Nine.
Even Miss Triss, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but shake her head speechlessly.
She knew all too well about the strength of the red-haired Stero.
Those kinds of people are not short of money now, and they are long past the point where they would kidnap a target because of money.
Many people in the know would be so terrified by the name of Stradivarius that they would lose sleep over it, but this family doesn't seem to care at all, which is utterly absurd.
"Ian, why did you tell them about this? What if Stroe makes things difficult for our son?"
Ian's wife was very dissatisfied, and her eyes were filled with panic.
The woman was even emitting high-pitched screams.
Helpless, Chu Yang could only unleash his extraordinary power. The invisible waves spread, causing the windows and chandeliers of the entire house to sway continuously.
This allowed the scene to quiet down completely, finally giving Chu Yang some peace and quiet.
All eyes were on Chu Yang.
"Can everyone please be quiet and listen to me now?"
"Call your eldest daughter down immediately; there are some things we need to ask her."
Chu Yang's expression turned cold. Neither Ian nor his wife dared to say anything more and hurriedly called their eldest daughter down.
"What is it, Father? What do you need me for?"
Miss Angela, who had just come down, looked completely bewildered.
Why are you helping your brother? I hope you'll tell the truth about how you cheated your family out of money.
"Otherwise, if Red-haired Stero really comes knocking on your door, whatever the consequences, you'll have to bear them yourselves."
Chu Yang stared intently at Miss Angela in front of him, his tone equally cold.
Having been pampered since childhood and doting on her younger brother, Angela couldn't help but tremble, a hint of panic appearing in her eyes.
"Because... he found out I had a boyfriend, and he forced me to do this."
Angela was, after all, just an innocent noblewoman, and after hearing about the notorious thief Stewart's famous map, she dared not keep it a secret any longer.
She never imagined that her younger brother would not only swindle money, but also dare to use the name of the notorious thief Sdero so casually.
"Angela, tell me everything."
Mr. Ian, standing to the side, looked anxious and raised his voice.
"Angela, is the boyfriend you're talking about that poor guy named Wade from before?"
"Why are you still seeing him? Didn't I tell you to break off all contact with him a long time ago?"
Upon hearing this topic, Ian's wife, disregarding her concern for her youngest son, immediately began to angrily reprimand him.
For a noble family like theirs, associating with a poor boy was an unforgivable crime.
How could her daughter, destined to marry another nobleman, be defiled by a poor boy from a lower-class area?
Miss Angela's face turned pale. She didn't dare to look at her parents and could only lower her head and stammer an explanation.
"Jerome must have gone to see his friend; he said he wanted money to buy his favorite doll."
"I don't know much more about the rest."
Even at this point, Angela was still speaking evasively, completely unaware of the seriousness of the problem.
"Is it because of those damn crappy mannequin models again?"
"A guy who does nothing but shirk his responsibilities all day."
"At such an old age, still messing around like that."
Mrs. Ian frowned deeply and began to curse without any restraint.
Triss, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but ask, "So your missing son isn't only five or six years old?"
"I never said my son was only five or six years old," Mrs. Ian replied instinctively, turning her head.
Then everyone was stunned.
"Angela, don't tell me this is another one of your doing!"
Ian's expression was very serious.
Angela lowered her head once again.
She was the one who kept saying her younger brother was only five or six years old.
And all of this was planned by his own younger brother.
This was to prevent the police from giving the case too much attention. (End of Chapter)