Resurrection of the dead was hard to imagine in the previous life, but in this world, Leon didn't feel that out of the ordinary.
"Mr. Groves, Ron, did he say anything to you?"
Groves' expression froze and he covered his head: "He, he said he wanted... revenge, yes, revenge, for what happened 17 years ago... Wilson... Alfred... No, no...
Ron! Call Ron back quickly!"
"Revenge?" Leon's expression became serious. If the murderer was really Ron who had come back from the dead, then it would be understandable for him to seek revenge on his murderer.
But why did such a long-dead person come back to life, and how did he master magic?
Wein smelled the flowers and said with a smile: "White narcissus is a bouquet of flowers we use to commemorate the dead. It only appears on funerals and cemeteries."
"Huh?" Leon didn't understand why Wein suddenly mentioned this.
"So do you think it's appropriate for a son to send flowers like this to his old, frail, and dementia-stricken father?"
Liang was stunned. Considering the customs of this world, the white narcissus on the bedside table was a bit weird. It was similar to giving chrysanthemums to patients in his previous life. It would be fine if he didn't get kicked out.
From the photos, it seems that Ron has a very good relationship with his father. Would he really give his father such flowers?
Wein touched his chin: "However, if this flower is used to commemorate Ron, that would make sense."
"There shouldn't be anyone who mourns me...right?" Liang hesitated as he spoke.
After thinking for a few seconds, he looked at the Baron again: "Mr. Groves, are you sure it was Ron you saw? He admitted so himself?"
"Of course!" the Baron said excitedly, "He even said he was Ron! Can Ron still lie to me?"
Leon thought of a possibility, approached Wein, and whispered: "Could it be that...Baron Grofus mistook the others for Ron?"
Given the Baron's current mental state and the fact that so much time has passed, maybe someone else calls themselves Ron and the Baron wouldn't be able to tell them apart at all.
"You finally realized this possibility." Wein said in a pleased tone, "If it's not Ron himself, but another person, then the white narcissus makes sense."
Leon suddenly realized: "These are the flowers sent by the mysterious man to mourn Ron with Baron Grofus!"
The recipient of the white narcissus was not the baron, but his son who died young.
"This mysterious man mourns Ron and has a grudge against Wilson and the others... he is most likely the murderer, and his motive is to avenge Ron." Leon guessed.
"In my opinion, nothing more can be found in this house, so you can leave."
After bidding farewell to Baron Groves who was still insisting on calling Ron, the two of them left the room and saw the woman who was sitting at the front desk standing at the door with hesitation on her face.
Liang was surprised and said: "Why are you here?"
The woman hurriedly said: "The nurses in our nursing home actually bullied the patients. I'm really sorry. We will deal with this matter seriously. I hope you, um, don't report it, okay?"
"I don't care about this kind of thing." Wein said, "But you have to tell me if anyone comes to visit Baron Groves often."
"Not really, but someone did come to visit Baron Grover about a week ago in the evening."
"continue."
The woman thought for a while: "He didn't say his name. He looked very scary. I didn't dare to ask more questions. I told him the room number and he went upstairs. Afterwards, I called the security guard to check the situation, but found that he
I don’t know when he left. By the way, he also brought a bouquet of white narcissus with him."
"What does it look like?"
"It wasn't raining at the time, but he was wearing a black poncho. I didn't see his entire face. I could only see from his exposed chin that he was probably a man in his forties."
Wei Yin nodded slightly, showing no dissatisfaction with the answer: "The Commissioner of the Solemnity Bureau will come to ask you for more details later. Leon, let's go."
Following Wei Yin out of the Bitter Leaf Nursing Home, Li Ang said: "Boss, have you discovered anything?"
"Around forty years old. He has an old grudge with Wilson. He will mourn Ron, but he doesn't come often to see Ron's father. Last week was the first time he came to see Baron Grover."
"How do you tell it's the first time?"
"Baron Groves has lived here for six years. If that guy comes here often, he wouldn't have to ask the front desk for the room number." Wein looked up at the sky, "Is it a sense of ceremony before doing something important..."
The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and standing outside is not a problem. Liang pulled his collar and asked, "Is that all?"
"Also, since the murderer wants revenge, the target will not be the only one who is the Imperial Envoy Wilson. The other three people may not be safe either. Well, maybe some of them have been killed. Poor James, the scapegoat, is imprisoned.
The prison should be relatively safe, but the other two people are free, which means the murderer has more room to attack them."
Taking out the communication terminal, Wein sent the existing clues to the Suzheng Bureau, saying: "Although our speculation may not necessarily be regarded as the only truth, the Suzheng Bureau will also pay attention to it, and they will soon send someone to arrest Alfred."
De and Bell were brought back to the bureau for questioning and protection."
"Then shall we go home?"
"No, let's go to the prison. Life-sentence prisoners can't be taken away at will. The Suppression Bureau has to go through the formal procedures and it will take several days. But we can go see that James first."
Touching his chin, "The premise is... I guessed wrong."
"ha?"
"However, there is no direct train access to Caspars Prison. It is located on the edge of the city, so we have to drive there."
"Do you have a car? Well, pretend I didn't ask." Leon was not very surprised by this. There were a lot of cars running on the streets of Caspers, which shows that cars are very popular in this era, and Vin can obviously afford a car.
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It took twenty minutes to arrive at Wein's parking spot. When he saw the car there from a distance, Liang's eyes lit up: "Sports car?"
Different from the classic cars commonly seen on the street, this parked car has a sleek black roof with a streamlined shape and slightly raised headlights, making it look very imposing.
"'Huguang 900' is produced by Jushen Industrial. The market price is more than 1,000 pounds. If it is a customized model, it will be doubled." Wein took out the car key.
1,000 pounds, which is more than one million in the previous life, is not the most high-end sports car, but it is not affordable for ordinary people. Anyway, Liang's ordinary family does not dare to dream of a "toy" of this level.
Swallowing his saliva, Liang saw Wein shove the car key in casually, trying several times but failing to get it into the key hole.
"...Boss, you are not afraid of scratching the car paint."
"It doesn't matter, a little scratch doesn't matter, just send it to be repaired."
Evil rich people!
As Wein unlocked the car, Leon opened the door and sat in the passenger seat. This sports car only had two seats, and it was presumably designed for wealthy people to take their partners or lovers out for a ride.
"It's quite clean inside, it doesn't look like you drove it." Leon originally thought that the interior of Vinin's car would be a mess.
"Because I haven't driven this car a few times. I bought it when I first came to Caspars. Then I was too lazy to drive it, so a rail car is more convenient."
Good guy, other people buy cars because they think public transportation is troublesome, but this guy thinks driving is troublesome, so he takes the rail car.
"I asked, can you lend me this car to drive in the future?" He had never had the opportunity to come into contact with such luxury goods in his previous life, and Leon couldn't take his eyes away from those dashboards.
"Can you drive?"
"I learned it when I was a freshman, but unfortunately I haven't touched a car a few times since I got my driver's license. By the way, does the world need a driver's license? If so, where can I take the test?"
"It should be... yes, maybe in the city hall?"
What's the reason for this weird hesitation? Leon's attention shifted from the sports car to Vin: "You... have a driver's license, right?"
"..." Wein looked away calmly.
Liang was stunned: "You are not driving without a license, are you?"
Wein was silent for a few seconds, with a calm smile on his face: "My driving career began on the day the car was born. At that time, there was no "Car Driving Manual", no traffic controllers, and no driver's license."
"...I want to get off the car."
"It's too late." Wein stepped on the accelerator, and as the engine roared, the sports car shot out like a sharp arrow. "Don't worry, I'm the most senior driver in the United Empire. There will be no problem."
"No, no, no, I don't want to ride in a car that you drive without a license - wait, it's speeding!"