"So, according to you..." John continued, "Sam didn't actually learn my family secrets from Miller, so he came to the island yesterday to reconcile with me?"

"Yes," Feng Bujue replied without hesitation.

"Absurd!" John exclaimed. "How do you explain Miller's recording? And how do you explain Sam giving Miller money?"

"Simple," Feng Bujue said. "Miller was extorting Sam."

"Huh?" John was completely stunned, so stunned that he didn't know what to ask next.

"If that's really the case, as you say..." Zuo Yan, still the clearer-headed of the two, immediately interjected, "Then I'm curious... why would Miller extort Sam? Does Sam have anything on him?"

"Yes," Feng Bujue replied, as if he had already thought of the answer.

This time, even Sam was surprised. He was asking himself, "Do I?"

"Let me restate what happened a year ago and correct the errors in your reasoning," Feng Bujue continued confidently. "About a year ago, Miller didn't 'manage to find Sam,' but rather, he ran into him on the street.

"After Miller recognized Sam, his experienced criminal mind immediately made him think... there was something to be gained from this person.

"So, he followed Sam, learned his address and workplace, and then he appeared before Sam and threatened... 'I'm going to tell your colleagues and friends your real identity.'"

"Wait..." Zuo Yan had already picked up on something from these words and interjected, "You said 'real identity'... what do you mean?"

"Heh..." Feng Bujue replied with a smile, "This... none of you here know about it, but... Sam and I have talked a lot since last night, so I know..." He paused. "The current Sam lives in New York; in America, the name he uses isn't 'Sam Herbert,' but 'Sam Parker.'"

"What?" Doster, who was standing nearby, widened his eyes and exclaimed.

"There's nothing strange about that," Feng Bujue said. "Let's all put ourselves in his shoes... Suppose you're a playboy rich kid who's been living it up in social circles every day before the age of thirty, and your father happens to be a wealthy man whose face and name are printed on cans and who has a certain degree of fame throughout Europe; one day, you suddenly lose all your assets in a lawsuit and are branded a swindler. What do you do then? How can you start your life over like a normal person?"

"Go to the other side of the ocean, hide your identity, and change your appearance..." Zuo Yan murmured, stating the answer.

*Snap*—

Jue-ge snapped his fingers: "Correct."

At the same time, he looked at Zuo Yan with approval, but the latter was not happy about it at all.

After a few seconds, Feng Bujue continued, "There's no doubt... Miller's reason for extorting Sam is this...

"After seven years, Sam has finally gained a foothold in the United States, with a well-paid, stable job that he feels he can really use his talents to achieve his life goals; he also has a girlfriend he can talk about marriage with, and some real friends, not just fair-weather ones.

"In this situation, if Miller pops up and tells everyone around him that this person is a swindler and that even his identity is fake, what kind of impact and consequences would that bring? I think you can all imagine it.

"In summary... Miller's capital for extorting Sam is still very sufficient."

As he said this, Sam had a "wtf?" expression on his face, muttering to himself, "If I didn't know I was hiring a hitman, I'd almost believe him."

"Over the next year..." On the other side, Feng Bujue's narration continued, "Sam gave Miller a lot of money, little by little, just like you said..." He looked at Zuo Yan and said, "In order to not leave any evidence, Miller always used secret messages on public message boards to arrange for Sam to meet him in person to hand over the money, and the places he chose were all public places... Why would he do that? Of course, because he was extorting him. He didn't want to leave any evidence like call records, and he also wanted to prevent Sam from harming him in a deserted place; when Miller received the money, he had Sam give him cash directly, just like yesterday, so that there would be no bank transfer records."

"Wait!" At this moment, John interrupted loudly again, "You just said... Miller and Sam coming to the island on the same day was a 'coincidence,' but now..."

"That was then, this is now." Feng Bujue didn't even let the other party finish his question. "I just gave you a logically tenable inference in response to your 'bullshit' statement. That explanation was to show you... that in the absence of evidence, 'coincidence' can easily refute your doubts. But now... I'm talking about the real case..."

"Are you trying to say..." In the next second, Zuo Yan narrowed his eyes and took over Feng Bujue's train of thought, "The reason why Miller and Sam came to the island on the same day was because Miller asked Sam to come to the island to hand over the money?"

"Idiot! You've been led into his logic!" Widok reminded Zuo Yan from the shadows, but it was too late; Zuo Yan had already spoken.

"Well, as expected of a famous detective, your reaction is very quick." Feng Bujue continued, "Then... Sam, who came to his hometown, suddenly felt a bit of melancholy and emotion, recalling the past grudges... He felt that blood ties were the most important thing, and anyway, he was living a good life now, so... he suddenly decided to visit John and reconcile with him."

"Give me a break!" John couldn't take it anymore.

At this moment, John, including the other two people present, were like women being pinned to the ground and assaulted, except that this violence came from the level of thought...

"According to you... no one paid Miller to do anything, right? Then why did he come to kill me?" John shouted.

"To let Sam inherit your estate," Feng Bujue said.

"Huh?" John didn't know how many times he had reacted this way. He was about to cry.

"Isn't it obvious..." Feng Bujue said. "Miller was extorting both of you at the same time. Although you're very rich, you only give him a pittance every month, while Sam, who earns a salary, can give him a large sum each time; in comparison, Miller would certainly think that extorting Sam is more cost-effective, but he also understands... that Sam doesn't have that much money for him to squeeze, so... from Miller's point of view, what do you think is a way to adjust this situation?"