"Jonathan, is this the energy of your Ku Klux Klan that you told me? You can kill everyone by mistake. No, I'm starting to wonder if you killed someone randomly or even didn't kill anyone at all. You were just lying to me.
Idiot!" Tangning pointed at Jonathan's nose and scolded him, then threw an envelope into his face.
Jonathan opened the envelope and saw that inside was a notice from the Memphis police. A murder had occurred there. The murderer also placed a letter addressed to Tangning next to the body. The tone, wording, and signature of the letter were all the same as before.
The exact same Underwood who killed Holly in St. Paul.
Therefore, Jonathan understood why Tangning was so angry. He had previously promised and boasted that the Klan had helped him solve his troubles and killed Underwood, and he had also cooperated with the Klan to publish a novel, and now another one of his
The woman was killed by Underwood, which would make anyone very angry!
But what Jonathan didn't know was that Tangning was actually not as angry as he showed, because the Perry who was killed was not his woman. That's right, this Perry was the one who had been taken from Sheffield not long ago by Tangning.
The first batch of female slaves I bought, one of the three female slaves I bought together with Caroline and Isabel, but because she didn't fit Tangning's taste, I never touched her. The reason why I bought her was to show my change in taste in women.
Not so fast. Later, Maxi asked her to leave. After Maxi got married, she was given to a Memphis manor owner named McKennick. Unexpectedly, the woman who was now regarded as Tangning was killed by Underwood.
Got it!
From this, Tangning judged that Underwood didn't know her very well, otherwise he wouldn't have made such a mistake. However, this guy's desire for revenge was serious enough. He had already killed three people and still refused to stop. It was simply...
A madman, ah no, it should be a cold-blooded and rational madman!
Just when Tangning's mind was filled with random thoughts, Jonathan said awkwardly: "Tony, don't get excited yet. I'm going to go back and ask to see if something went wrong!"
"Go ahead, I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer!" Tang Ning replied coldly.
After Jonathan left, Heidi came over and said to Tangning with a worried look on her face: "Tony, do you think this Underwood will harm little Locke?"
Tangning comforted him: "Don't worry, he shouldn't dare, because Sheriff Klein has never given up investigating him, so New Orleans is the most defensive about him, otherwise he wouldn't have to go to St. Paul and Memphis."
Take action, I believe he also knows that you are the biggest blow to me!"
At this point, Tangning changed the topic and said, "But it's better to be careful! Recently, when you and Little Locke go out, you take a few more people with you!"
A few days later, Jonathan came over and explained to Tangning: "We investigated and found that Underwood was indeed killed by us, so could the guy who killed Perry be impersonating Underwood?"
"Impersonating? Come on, tell me, how did he impersonate? The letter that Underwood used to kill Holly has always been in the hands of the police. Then can you explain to me why the handwriting of the letter left by this so-called impostor is exactly the same?
Apart from the police and Underwood himself, who can know this handwriting? Could it be the police who did it?" Tangning retorted angrily.
"But don't you also have a copy of the letter here?" Jonathan argued.
Tang Ning explained: "You also said this is a manuscript. You don't understand what a manuscript means, right? The manuscript the police gave me only contains content and no handwriting!"
"Oh, that's right, then it's hard to explain!" Jonathan replied awkwardly.
Not long after Jonathan left, Levin came over and asked him: "Tony, I heard that damn Underwood killed one of your slave girls again?"
Tangning nodded and replied: "Yes, I bought Perry with Isa and Caroline, but then I gave her to Paul, and then Paul gave her to a guy in Memphis, but it didn't work out."
I thought of being killed by this guy!"
"This guy is so rampant, we must urge the police to arrest him quickly!" Levin comforted.
But then the conversation changed and he said: "Well, Tony, I have something to discuss with you!"
"What's going on?" Tangning asked casually.
Levin hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Well, Tony, have you ever thought about adapting your relationship with Underwood into a novel? I believe it will be a big hit, because today's readers like this kind of thing.
"
But before Levin could finish his words, Tangning simply refused: "I don't want to!"
"Well, Tony, if you don't have time to write, I can help you find a ghostwriter, as long as you name it," Levin insisted.
But this time she was still interrupted by Tang Ning: "Levin, it's not that I don't have time to write, but I don't want to write about this matter, because three people around me have died in this matter, and I don't want to rely on them.
I would feel disgusted if I had to die to make money, do you understand?"
"I understand, I understand, Tony, don't get excited!" Levin comforted him repeatedly.
After Levin left, Tangning frowned and said to Heidi, "Levin is really going too far. He actually wants to make money from this kind of thing!"
Heidi echoed: "Yes, as you said last time, he is getting more and more bottomless! But fortunately, he still knows how to come and ask for your opinion."
"Of course he has to ask for my opinion, otherwise if City Newspaper publishes such a novel without my permission, I will never forgive him!" Tang Ning said angrily.
But to Tang Ning's surprise, a few days later, a novel called "Serial Killers from New Orleans to Memphis" was actually published in the "City Paper".
It has nothing to do with the person, but the entire storyline is completely based on the whole process from Underwood's pseudonym identification of "The Batavian Oath" (part) to the deaths of Charles, Holly, and Perry.
The plot of manslaughter by the Ku Klux Klan was included.
When Tangning saw this, she was furious and rode her bicycle to Levin's office.
PS: When I was browsing the bookshelf today, I was surprised to find that "Are You Crazy! You Call This God of Land" was completed with only 510,000 words! You must know that this is a high-quality product, and you can make it even if you only write 100,000 words per month.
Four to five thousand! Are all the big guys so extravagant and willful?