Not everyone went to Turbulent Keep for the wedding.
Most of the residents of Lilcui are still enjoying their carefree days in the town.
The morning sun shines on the colorful streets, and the fruit and food in the shops on both sides are filled again after a night.
The messy garbage left behind yesterday was also cleaned up by the untouchables who were busy at night.
The tavern in the center of the town opened early in the morning. The owner was only responsible for opening the door and not caring about anything else. The guests came in to drink as they pleased and went to the table to serve plates and eat meat. Those were all delivered by the untouchables last night.
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The lazy people in the town like to gather in the shop to drink and chat during the day. Throwing dishes and watermelon rinds around will not be criticized by the shop owner, because naturally there are untouchable people who come to clean up and replenish new ones at night.
Oliver sat at the table by the window, holding a huge glass of beer and pouring it down his throat. He had already eaten all the food on the plate in front of him, and a few chicken bones were placed in a
Funny shape.
He touched the money in his pocket, put down his wine glass and let out a loud burp, which immediately attracted the attention of several idle men next door.
"Oliver? Is that Oliver Smith?"
Someone recognized him, and then he leaned over with a wine glass of the same size, sat in front of Oliver, and said jokingly: "I remember, didn't you still owe a lot of debt? Lilquay is not the place you should treat.
place because you did not obtain residency rights.”
Oliver glanced up at him, growled and cursed: "Get away..."
His words immediately angered the idle man in front of him. The other party sneered and continued to sarcastically say: "The Davis family is waiting for you to pay back the money, country bumpkin. Everyone in your family is dead and sold.
Mr. Rathomonde only obtained the family fortune and turned them all into untouchables. I know this, I know it all!"
He finally spoke louder and louder, as if he wanted everyone in the tavern to hear.
"This guy is not from Lilcui! He is not a guest! He is an old rascal! An old rascal! He is eating and drinking here! Hahaha!"
Oliver's face became extremely gloomy, and he raised his head and stared at the other person: "It doesn't matter if you insult me, but you shouldn't mention my family..."
"Hahaha!" The idle man hadn't realized the seriousness of the matter, "So what if I mention it? Even if they survive, you can only keep them at home and don't dare to see anyone! I pity you.
The Smith family spent everything, and in the end they only got back a few lumps of moving meat..."
Obviously there is no deep hatred, but some people are just idle and will try to violate other people's bottom line... And this lazy man immediately tasted the consequences of his arrogant words.
Oliver smashed the wine glass directly onto his head with a loud bang, then picked up the broken glass and stabbed the man in the throat, four or five times in one breath, and blood sprayed around him.
The people in the tavern were frightened and shouted for the sheriff.
The necessity of the profession of Sheriff can be highlighted at this moment, especially in a town full of lazy people. There are always some idiots who will cause unnecessary conflicts. If no one is responsible for punishing them, sooner or later they will get out of control.
Soon, two police officers rushed over, took out their guns and subdued Oliver, pinned him down and tied him up.
"Oliver! Why are you coming back?"
The Sheriff obviously recognized him, so he did not kill him immediately after he raised his hands to surrender.
As for the lazy guy who caused the trouble... he's dead now.
Oliver didn't struggle and was escorted back to the security center by the sheriff.
After opening the door and putting him in the cell, a police officer sat on a stool in front of him and began to interrogate him.
"Have you read the tripartite agreement clearly? Rilcui will not let people who owe money get the right to live. You have to pay off the debt you owe the Davis family."
Oliver raised his messy-haired head and raised his tied hands: "I've already brought them."
"Um?"
"It's in my pocket, but I have something more important to tell Mr. Rathomonde."
The Sheriff shook his head after hearing this: "It's a pity that you won't be able to see him in the past few days. There is a wedding in the castle and you were not invited."
Oliver sighed: "Yes! I have been waiting here for a while. That matter is very important. There is a group of suspicious people coming south. I suspect they are sent by the federal government to investigate Rilcui."
"Ah? What kind of person?" the Sheriff asked.
Oliver replied: "Two men and one woman. The woman is very beautiful, with long black hair, and the men are relatively young. One of them looks like a certain singer advertised on the poster... um... from Mangao Garden
, have you seen them recently?"
The Sheriff thought for a moment, shook his head at first, and then suddenly raised his head and said: "There have been a lot of outsiders recently, and they are basically VIPs coming from the north to attend the wedding. They all have special access channels and generally will not pass by Rilcui.
But I can’t tell for sure, not long ago I saw a woman crossing the town, and she seemed to be heading towards Turbulent Castle."
"Woman? The one with black hair?"
"I can't see clearly. She looks very strange. She is wearing a robe, as if she picked it up, and her hair is also covered..."
Hearing this, Oliver's expression changed and he cursed secretly: "Damn it... The landslide did not kill them all. At least the woman escaped."
As he said that, he found a telegraph machine on the table next to the door, and immediately shouted: "Can you send a telegraph to Turbulent Castle? Please tell Mr. Rathomond about this now."
Before his proposal could be approved by the Sheriff, the door of the Sheriff's Office was pushed open and an unexpected visitor walked in.
"Ah...Boss, why are you back?"
The Sheriff looked at the visitor with a surprised look on his face.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The person who opened the door was the top official in charge of public security in Rilquay-Ben Bourgeois Wayne, who is also from Missouri.
Mr. Inspector.
He turned his head and glanced at Oliver in the cell, and asked expressionlessly: "Why is he here?"
The Sheriff repeated what Oliver just said, and then reminded Ben: "Someone may have sneaked into the wedding scene, and we need to be prepared..."
After saying that, he looked at Ben curiously, and then asked: "I remember you were invited to the wedding, why did you come back halfway? The mayor should still be at Turbulent Castle..."
After he finished speaking, he noticed that Ben was actually wearing a pair of black leather gloves, which seemed to have something stained on them, making the blackness of the gloves even deeper.
Vaguely, the smell of blood drifted into the Sheriff's nose.
"Ben, you came in from outside, did you see Tomkinson?"
Tomkinson was another police officer. After sending Oliver to the cell with him, he smoked outside.
I haven't heard anything from him for such a long time.
Just when the Sheriff began to be confused and even doubtful, his boss, Ben Bourgeois Wayne, suddenly turned cold, covered his mouth, and then slashed his throat with a cold dagger.
After a desperate struggle, Ben held down the subordinate until he died.
In a short period of time, Oliver witnessed everything. He shouted loudly, trying to attract the attention of outsiders.
However, Ben walked to the cell with a gloomy face, took out his pistol and aimed it at him.
"You...who are you?! What are you going to do?!"
"I am Ben Bourgeois Wynn, of course you know me, Mr. Oliver Smith."
You asked me questions, and Oliver felt numb all over.
Several gunshots rang out, and Oliver was shot in the chest and head, dying directly in the cell.
"I'm the Sheriff of Rilqua and an agent of the Renekton Police Bureau. I'm sorry, everyone..." Ben put away his gun and turned to walk towards the telegraph machine without looking at Oliver's body.