The silent death did not alert the man in front, so the hidden assassin touched his back and used the same trick to kill him again.
The two gangsters fell into a pool of blood one after another, their lives gone. At this time, Victor's figure emerged from the invisible state.
He glanced at the two innocent people indifferently, then raised his hand and threw a spinning flying card into the sky.
The card suddenly began to burn in mid-air, bursting with dazzling fire, and then made a roaring sound, like a gasoline bomb exploding in the air.
The sound was deafening, like a signal bomb, alerting the rescuers who were ambushing around. They were the security personnel of the Berkeley family. More than ten people sprang out from various hidden positions and launched an attack on the gangsters in the quarry.
The gunfire was continuous, and most of the gangsters were killed when they met. The quality of this group of people was too low. There were actually some who were using guns for the first time and couldn't even aim.
There was a commotion of fighting behind him, but Victor paid no attention to it. He opened the door and walked straight into the room.
He saw Shasa sleeping lightly leaning on the crib, and also saw the baby moving around in the bed, and an unobservable sneer suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The gun battle ended not long after, very quickly. Only two people on the Berkeley family side were injured and no one died. This ragtag group was wiped out at a small cost.
Soon, Parker, with a little dust on his face, arrived at the room where Shasa was being held.
He saw the hostess at a glance and immediately went to check on her condition.
Obviously, Shasa was not hurt. She just fell asleep. After being woken up by Parker, she basically ignored Parker and once again focused all her attention on the child in the crib.
"Be a good baby...Mom is here...don't cry, baby..."
The child in the crib was crying. Parker seemed at a loss and looked back at Victor who was sitting there.
He had followed Victor's advice and reported the case to the police, but for some unknown reason, it was his Berkeley family who finally came to the rescue.
It seems like the people from the Inspection Bureau...haven't come over yet!
"Have everyone outside been dealt with? You are really efficient." Victor looked at Shasa, but he was talking to Parker.
Parker hesitated for a moment and then said: "I don't know where these guys got the courage to kidnap Mrs. Shasa..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a family thug walked in from outside the door and reported a few words to Parker.
Upon hearing those words, Parker suddenly panicked.
"What's wrong?" Victor asked curiously.
Parker hurriedly said: "We caught the leader of this gang. The guy said that he was hired by the enemy of the Berkeley family. His sponsor also hired more powerful gunmen to prepare against Mr. Sitchin... Damn it! We
We have to go back and strengthen the defense of the villa. It is best to double the remaining manpower..."
As he spoke, Parker wanted to go over and help Mrs. Shasa leave, but at this time, Victor stopped him.
"You go out and make arrangements first. I have something to say to Mrs. Shasa..."
Parker was stunned for a moment, confused by Victor's request.
Victor explained: "Don't be afraid, I don't dare to be unfavorable to Madam, I will just chat for a few words."
Parker glanced at the arrogant Madam Shasa anxiously, and said hesitantly: "That's not what I meant. With Madam's current state, she may not necessarily react to your words..."
it does not matter……
Victor assured Parker that five minutes would be enough for himself.
Finally, he let Parker and the others leave the room, closed the door himself, and sat back on the stiff wooden stool in front of the crib.
The woman in front of her was in a state of confusion. She spared no effort to show gentleness and motherly love to the baby on the bed. She softly sang a lullaby to sleep, and the baby in the cradle gradually stopped crying.
The light in this room is very dark, with only one oil lamp burning in the corner. The dim light sets off the subtle singing and the squeaking sound of the cradle. The whole scene is full of unconcealable weirdness.
Victor quietly looked at the "put together" mother and son, and then took out his pocket watch to constantly check the time.
He waited until the pointer reached a certain position before he spoke.
And the first sentence he spoke was a sentence that sounded inexplicable.
"I don't know if you have ever heard of such a saying - 'People can always live another life. There is no beginning in life and no end in death. This is the meaning of reincarnation.'"
After saying the first sentence, he paused and looked at the reaction of the person in front of him.
The result was no response.
So, he started to continue talking.
"To be honest, everyone should have doubted you when we first met, but your disguise was so clever that it was difficult for ordinary people to see what the problem was, so... everyone was misled, and almost everything went wrong later.
I never thought that the truly terrible criminal is actually hiding under our noses."
While talking, Victor walked around the room with his hands behind his back, trying to figure out the whole story from the beginning.
"Well... let's start with the dead baby case that happened in the mountain park a year ago... According to the currently arrested Gina Lanster, she sent her child to a wealthy family to enjoy themselves.
Only in life would he 'accidentally' kill the children of the Berkeley family."
"This kind of rhetoric sounds okay at first, but I always feel that it is too troublesome, isn't it?"
"Okay, I just think that Gina's way of thinking is different from ordinary people, and I think this is the truth for the time being."
"So...why did Gina go to all the trouble to pretend to be a servant and enter the Berkeley house? Is she really not afraid of exposing herself as the murderer of the child?"
"Oh yes...according to her statement, she is the asexual seer of the moon path. It is secretly said that she is a 'waiter' and needs to serve rich and powerful people to obtain the blessing of luck..."
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"but!"
"If the motives of the two things are combined, there will be many loopholes..."
"For the happiness of my child, I sent him to the Berkeley family to replace the original child... and in order to use my secret transmission ability, I also sneaked into the Berkeley family to steal the other party's luck. Don't you think this plan is stupid?
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"If she can really steal the Berkeley family's luck, Gina can work openly and openly, and use her secret transmission ability to make herself rich..."
"In this way, her children can also have a rich family fortune. Even if they cannot keep up with the Berkeley family, they will be better than those bald men in the monastery..."
"So...why did she go to the trouble of killing the other person's child?"
As soon as Victor finished speaking, Madam Salsa's singing suddenly disappeared, and the whole room fell into deathly silence.
The young man who explained the facts laughed.
"Haha... So the child must be killed before Gina can make the next plan. And what is his next plan?"
As he spoke, Victor stretched out his hand and threw a puppet doll at Mrs. Shasa's feet.
"Use this fake doll to 'change' a living child!"
Rub~!
A cigarette was lit, and Victor started smoking to his heart's content, regardless of the women and children in the room.
"Guess who made this doll..."
"The answer is a carpenter named Darian Povar who lives in the city...remember this name? He made this for his wife to ease her pain of missing her child!"
"Yes, their family had a very similar case to the Berkeley family four years ago. Just because he was a small carpenter, no one took him seriously."
"And it just so happened! Dallion also hired a young nanny at that time, and it was the nanny's idea to make the puppets!"
"So why does the same doll appear in the Berkeley family? Is this really an invisible trick, or is it a deceptive trick used by criminals to create mystery?"
The smoke gradually filled Victor's body, and he put his hand into his pocket inconspicuously, as if he was groping for something.
"So, could the nanny four years ago also be Gina? After all, Gina has admitted that she brought the doll to the Berkeley family, and the doll has disappeared from Dallion..."
"It's a very confusing behavior. Regardless of her secret transmission ability and purpose, there is no need to continue to use this toy... so why is she doing this?"
"At first, I didn't think about this matter carefully, and my nominal employer, Mr. de Gaulle, couldn't understand this kind of thing, so he continued to investigate, but who knew he was tricked and is now lying in bed
Unconscious in a hospital bed."
"but……"
"He never does unnecessary things. When I found out where he was injured, I thought about it and immediately understood everything..."
"So now, let me ask you, if you want to attack a person from behind, who will attack his hind legs first?"
The tone gradually became sharp and casual from the beginning, and Victor's words were filled with murderous intent.
Finally, with a sneer on his face, he gradually approached Mrs. Shasa.
"Let me tell you now where I got the obscure words I said at the beginning!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Victor suddenly took out a playing card from his pocket with lightning speed and shot it directly towards...the shaking crib!
There was a bang! The crib burned instantly, and Shasa beside the bed was burned by the flames. She screamed and backed away quickly, while Victor swooped down, hugged her and rolled her to the side, away from the burning crib.
The child inside immediately let out a frightening cry and scream.
But gradually, the voice became more mature, until it turned into a... hoarse middle-aged man's voice!
"It's in the database of the Ministry of Defense and Suppression. Saliwan Much is a fugitive who has been wanted by the church for twenty-five years. This is your true identity!"
