And as far as she could remember, when he drank, other than when he would drink at social functions, it was mostly when he was in a heavy mood.
So he’s drinking now, is there something wrong with the clue about Nigel Lane?
Thinking about it, Christine White coughed softly, alerting the man on the balcony that she was back.
Sure enough, the man heard the movement and slowly turned around, “Back?”
Christine White hmmmed, “Why are you drinking again?”
“Smoke you?” Baird Lane asked.
Christine White shook her head, “No, but you … all right?”
She asked carefully.
Baird Lane put down the glass in his hand, “What do you mean?”
“Uh, I mean, your mood, you seem to be in a bad mood right now, is there something wrong with your brother’s husband?” Christine White ventured a guess.
A flash of surprise crossed the bottom of Baird Lane’s eyes and passed quickly, “How did you know I was in a bad mood because of that?”
“It’s easy to guess that you went out on a trip just for this.” Christine White shrugged her shoulders.
Baird Lane laughed softly, “It does seem like you’ve grown a lot more than you used to, or at least your brain isn’t as dumb as it used to be.”
“Why do you keep calling me stupid.” Christine White beamed with some displeasure.
Baird Lane finished his glass, “Okay, I’ll stop, but you guessed right, I did get in a bad mood because of this, Gates called and said that Nigel had a lead, but when I got there the lead was false, someone put it out on purpose.”
“On purpose?” Christine White was slightly surprised.
Baird Lane nodded, his eyes a little cold, “Yes, it was indeed intentional, but I don’t know the man’s purpose in doing it.”
“Maybe it’s to make sure you and Grandpa are still continuing to look for your brother.” Christine White said subconsciously.
But that woke up Baird Lane, who narrowed his eyes and murmured, “Maybe you’re right!”
“Eh?” Christine White froze, “Right? But I was just saying that.”
“Often times, the key point in a mystery is often in that one unspoken sentence.” Baird Lane said.
Christine White sputtered a little embarrassed, “Can I take that as a compliment?”
“Sure.” Baird Lane nodded, “But you want an actual compliment, I can give you that too.”
“So tell me what would be an actual compliment.” Christine White asked deliberately.
Baird Lane stepped forward and cupped her chin for a kiss, “Is this okay?”
Christine White’s eyes widened, “You cheated!”
“What’s the trick?” Baird Lane looked at her.
Christine White averted her eyes, “I thought you said the actual compliment was something else, I didn’t realize it was this.”
Isn’t this one better than the others?” Baird Lane smirked.
Christine White bristled and didn’t answer anymore.
Baird Lane, not wanting to tease her into fleeing in shyness either, wiped her lips with his thumb before releasing her chin and retreating back to the balcony’s railing, looking puzzled, “There’s a very good chance that what you just said, and I have a very good chance it’s true, that the purpose of the people who put up the false leads was to find out if we still cared about Nigel. ”
“And what does that purpose mean to that person?” Christine White asked in disbelief.
Baird Lane picked up the bottle and poured himself another glass of wine, “I remember telling you that Nigel was stolen by an enemy of The Lane Family and that there were records of Nigel’s plastic surgery more than ten years ago, so Grandpa and I guessed that there was a high probability that whoever had stolen Nigel would have groomed Nigel to be a vengeance against The Lane Family’s tool.”
“Then I probably see what you mean.” Christine White rubbed her chin.
Baird Lane came to a few moments of interest, “Tell me about it.”
“Then don’t laugh at me if I’m wrong.” Christine White looked at him.
Baird Lane nodded, “No.”
“Alright then.” Christine White took a breath and started to put her guess into words, “The person who put up the false clues would be the same person who stole Nigel Lane, that person wants to test how much you guys care Land about Nigel Lane, and once he tries it and realizes that you guys haven’t given up on searching for Nigel Lane yet then he’s going to let Nigel Lane to come out and take revenge on The Lane Family.”
At that, Baird Lane had a strange light in his eyes, “And what was the reason for doing that?”
“It’s very simple, isn’t it often shown on TV, raising the son of the enemy’s family to grow up, and then going to avenge the family’s revenge, seeing the enemy’s family kill each other, then that person not only has the revenge embraced, but also the psychology will get a great sense of satisfaction ah.” Christine White said.
The corner of Baird Lane’s mouth twitched slightly, “You watched that on TV?”
“Yeah, what’s the problem?” Christine White blinked.
Baird Lane held his forehead a little weepily, “No, there’s nothing wrong with it, you’re right, maybe that’s what the man was up to, and that’s pretty much what I thought.”
“That won’t do, so to avoid this scene actually happening in the future, you’d better find your brother as soon as possible.” Christine White yawned.
After a morning of shopping with Debby York, she was really a little tired.
“I know.” Baird Lane sighed, “But it’s not going to be easy to find Nigel at all.”
“How is it not easy, just find out The Lane Family’s enemies one by one, and then don’t you just have to check them out one by one.” Christine White said in disbelief.
Baird Lane laughed lowly, “What you said is indeed the easiest way, but you have to know that although The Lane Family is powerful, The Lane Family’s enemies’ power is not small either, once all of them are inventoried, it might offend them all, in case they join hands to target The Lane Family, that The Lane Family will be able to withstand it?”
“This …” Christine White was stunned.
That one she hadn’t really thought about.
In her mind, The Lane Family was the top family in the city, there really wasn’t any other family that could compare, so over time she subconsciously assumed that The Lane Family could do anything.
But now his words have woken her up to the fact that The Lane Family isn’t omnipotent anymore, which shows that she was a little conceited in her previous views of The Lane Family.
Thinking about it, Christine White bites her lower lip and apologizes, “I’m sorry, I wasn’t thoughtful.”
“It’s none of your business, you don’t have to apologize.” Baird Lane held her head down with one hand and patted it gently.
Christine White nodded her head, and then asked curiously, “By the way, you said that your brother had plastic surgery, so that means that he used to look somewhat similar to you or to grandpa, but after plastic surgery he definitely doesn’t look like him anymore, so how will you recognize him in the future? You can’t just catch someone and make an identification.”
“Heh.” Baird Lane gave a low chuckle, “According to you, how many identifications would I have to make then? So you don’t have to worry, he has a birthmark on him, just find someone who has it and is of a similar age and get it identified.”
“So that’s how it is.” Christine White nodded indistinctly, but in the next second, she felt that it wasn’t right, “But birthmarks can be gotten rid of as well, what if he gets rid of them along with him?”
“Don’t worry, it won’t, that birthmark is very special, it grows on an artery in Nigel’s neck, it’s a light red birthmark, so it can’t be surgically removed at all, unless the artery is cut, but once the artery is cut people tend to bleed to death.” Baird Lane explained.
“And there’s this reason.” Christine White bit her nails, and then thought of something else, and gave a surprised ah, “You just said, the light red birthmark that grows on the artery of the neck, right?”
“Yeah, why?” Baird Lane narrowed his eyes, “You’ve seen it?”