Bloodstains... After Wein said this, Liang also subconsciously looked at the photo in the tabloid.
Although there is color printing technology in the world, due to cost issues, most newspapers still print newspapers in black and white, while magazines will have color photos. Of course, the price of magazines is much higher than newspapers, and they are not published so frequently.
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The photo of Henderson in the tabloid was in black and white. A black stain could be seen on his white shirt. Although it was not red, it was easy to think of blood stains. The ink would not have spilled such a large area on his chest.
However, even if they see such a bloodstain, many people, including Leon, will not care. After all, Henderson is carrying the wounded. Isn't it normal to get some blood?
Henderson also wanted to explain it this way, but Wein was the first to say: "Don't fool me with the rhetoric of 'accidentally getting it when helping to move the wounded and corpses'. I said it was a splatter of blood, no matter what
Whether it's a wounded person or a corpse, they won't suddenly spurt out such a large amount of blood when you get close, right?"
"The reasonable explanation is that someone was killed very close to you, and the blood splashed on you at that moment." Wein spread his hands, "Then, there is one more thing. You said that your poor stand-in was shot randomly.
He was beaten to a bloody pulp, so why don't you tell me how your loyal bodyguard died?"
Is it necessary to mention this? Leon was stunned for a moment, and then realized - of course it is necessary.
According to the inertia of thinking, Henderson's remarks can easily make people think that the bodyguard died in the same way as the substitute, but is this really the case?
"What a coincidence. We just visited you yesterday, and naturally we saw the bodyguard guarding your door." Wein turned over the newspaper and pointed to another photo. This photo showed a row of victims.
The bodies of the deceased were being put into body bags by city police officers. “That’s the one lying here, right?”
Liang looked at where Wein was pointing and was shocked to find that the bodyguard was not killed by a gunshot. There was an obvious scar on his body...
It's a stab wound.
"I think there is no firearm that can produce such wounds." Wein tilted his head, "You have seen the bodies of your stand-in and bodyguard at close range, but you did not mention that there was another murderer in the gang.
Swordsman."
"By the way, the blood stains on your body in the previous photo must have come from your bodyguard. Your bodyguard received a fatal blow, and the blood spattered all over you."
Henderson was speechless. After being pointed out to this extent, no matter how much he explained, it would only make people think he was quibbling.
"Then, can you tell me who killed your bodyguard? Was it a group of unknown mercenaries, or a highly valued, superb swordsman... top assassin?" Wein raised his eyebrows, "Or maybe
, let me put it more bluntly - what did the 'Regicide' say to you, and what did you ask you to tell me?"
"Kingslayer"? Leon was not very surprised by his appearance. After all, they had seen Rosetta appear in the corner of the photo before.
Henderson was silent for half a minute before sighing: "I'm a little curious, is there really anything in this world that I can hide from you?"
"Yes, it just depends on whether I want to know more." Wein spread his hands, "At least I have no interest in what you ate today."
Henderson shook his head: "I originally prepared a speech according to the assassin's request, but now it seems that it is not necessary."
"According to your original plan, you planned to put the focus of this 'violent conflict' entirely on the silencing of you by Titan Industries, and you didn't plan to let me know that the 'Kingslayer' had come, right?"
"You are right," said Henderson, "I thought you would focus on the murderers."
"You tried so hard to hide it from me, you must have done something bad behind my back." Wein didn't have the slightest sense of questioning, "It seems that you were also involved in the 'Kingslayer''s childish assassination plan against me."
"Oh, even though you sound respectful, you still want to kill me." Wei Yin looked at Liang, "It seems that a pure person like you is suitable to be my friend, at least you won't think about stabbing me all the time.
My knife?"
Liang, who reads Qingchun and writes "Clear Stupidity": "...Thank you for trusting me so much!"
Henderson said: "Don't get me wrong, I have no murderous intention towards you, it's just that 'regicide'... I really can't disobey him, otherwise he may take my life at any time."
"Then you think I won't take your life? It seems that in your eyes I am still a 'good person'?" Wein said with a smile, "Although I have never claimed to be a good person, in your opinion
, it is much safer to offend me than to offend the 'regicide', tsk tsk, it's really sad."
Leon understood what Wein meant. He used a sentence from a movie in his previous life: Should good people be pointed at guns?
"But you made the right bet. I really don't plan to kill you. There's no need." Wein snorted, "Why don't you tell me what your original plan was?".