After waiting in place for more than a minute, Delya was prepared for the sound of gunshots that would sound at any time and the muzzle flash ignited in the darkness. However, several trucks remained silent without speaking.
There was no sound coming from inside, only the car lights seemed to be getting brighter and brighter in their eyes.
Delya pressed the horn button of the limousine with her palm, and the sound of "beep" suddenly broke the rare silence. The sound spread around like waves, and after a second or two, it also drowned the trucks. The horn
The sound was harsh, and the rare buzzing of insects around them also disappeared at this time. The moths that hit the lamp were also disturbed by the sound, and their flying trajectories became extremely chaotic.
The trucks in front still don't move at all. They seem to have been embedded in a painting by hand, and they will always remain static there.
"Go over! But remember to be careful!" Delya didn't want to wait any longer. She opened the valve and drove the limo to slowly approach the trucks, paying attention to every move there.
As we walked closer, nothing unexpected happened. The situation in the truck was the same as what we saw in the telescope just now. No one was left there. Apart from silence and dead silence, there was no trace of being alive here. Delia, who was wearing Martin boots, got out of the limo and walked to the side of a truck with a clicking sound. She saw something on the side of a pair of load-bearing tires. It was a pistol.
, there is also a polished logo on it, which is the logo of the force to which Rox belongs.
She picked up the gun and checked it. The safety bolt was open and it was loaded, but the number of bullets in the magazine was correct and not a single round was fired.
Delya looked around, lowered her head and was thinking about what would happen here, when a voice came from the other side.
"Boss, here!" Her subordinates exclaimed, waving their arms violently towards her, gesturing for her to come quickly.
"What's wrong?" Delya asked as she walked there faster, her brows furrowed.
"Here, here, is Rox!" The subordinate spoke a little unfluently because he didn't know how to express what he saw in front of him.
Seeing the expressions of her men, Delya already had the answer in her heart the next moment.
Inside the spacious cargo box, there were more than a dozen corpses neatly placed, and Rox’s corpse was not among them.
Jumping on the cargo box, Delya looked at the dozen or so corpses one by one. Except for Rox, who did not die because his neck was crushed to pieces, everyone else died from this reason.
There are still clear marks left there because the hand was held with too much force, which turned into purple traces of blood congestion in the subcutaneous tissue, roughly outlining the outlines of the left and right palms respectively.
After pressing the necks of several people, his fingers sunk in without any hindrance. Under the intact skin, the damage caused by that palm was much higher than Delya estimated.
Finally standing in front of Rox, Delya looked at Rox who had not closed his eyes. There was blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth. The fatal injury was a punch to the heart. The shock of power had completely destroyed the heart.
The broken ribs were pierced inside, and the lungs in the chest were shattered by the hard and sharp ribs.
The time of death was not long, and Delya's fingers could feel that the temperature of their corpses was almost the same as that of ordinary people. But there was no trace of the murderer here, and the slave Lina also disappeared together. Of course, the radio generator was also taken away
Gone. Except for the outlines of palms left on the corpses, Delya didn’t have any valuable clues about the person who killed Rox.
"Who would be interested in that slave? Even if we don't look at the intimidation of the forces behind Cross, in this Brino, anyone with a little bit of insight will know that no matter who buys Lina,
In the end, it will all come down to Franco. Taking Lina away here, although on the surface, it only provoked Rox, but with Franco's current temperament, he will definitely not let this go.
It doesn't matter. She is Silla's sister, and Franli may be more interested in her than Silla." Delya asked her men to get in the car and leave, and on the way back to the trading building, she gave Fo
A communication was sent from Langley.
The person who received the communication was an old man. From the sound of his voice, Delya knew that it was the housekeeper beside Franli who helped with trivial matters. After exchanging a few polite words with him, Delya told the man about Rox in detail.
Butler.
"Thank you, Miss Delia. I think Master Francois will be interested in this news." The butler said, "I will inform the young master about this. The party will be held soon. Please invite Delya."
Miss Ya is ready in advance. The young master told me that Miss Delya is very welcome to come and participate. And Master Franli’s conditions, Miss Delya, look at it,,,"
"I just came here to tell you today. I don't want to accept any of Master Frangli's conditions. I hope you can understand, old housekeeper Perricon." Delya's face suddenly turned cold, and the following words were almost word for word.
Without waiting for Perricone over there to say anything, the radio connection between the two was cut off.
"Boss," as soon as the microphone was hung up, Delya's subordinates shouted out, their faces full of sadness.
"Needless to say, I know what you want to say. If the higher ups really give up, the worst we can do is leave Brino. The empire and the gray zone are so big, there are many places we can go, so don't worry." Del.
Ya quickly picked up the limo and said, "Now go back to the trading building and buy some things to make the necessary preparations."
Perricone stood next to the communication machine with a microphone in his hand. Just as he was about to speak out the words he had thought about, his thoughts were completely interrupted by the electronic noise coming from him. He put the microphone back unsteadily and then turned around.
, and looked at the young man sitting not far behind him.
"This is something to be expected. This is the character of Delya. Wasn't it the same when I met her for the first time?" A chuckle appeared on Franli's lips, "Let's put this matter aside for now and deal with it after the party.
It’s not too late. I’ll leave Lina’s matter to you. I hope to get a satisfactory answer before the day of the party.”
"Yes, Master." Perricon lowered his head and said. Then he looked forward. On the soft dark brown carpet, there was a man kneeling, his whole body tied tightly with soft steel cable ropes as thick as his thumb.
, and his whole body was covered with blood. The man's consciousness had become weak. At this moment, a pair of blood-stained eyes were staring at Flory in front of him, and he was breathing intermittently from his nose.