The guards sucked in a breath of cold air, their throats surged, and they swallowed with difficulty. They didn't dare to make any sound, and stood there as if they were restrained, as if they had been cast a restraining spell.
The air suddenly became quiet, leaving only the slight "clack" sound of Komo's scimitar when it was returned to its sheath.
Kemo took two steps back diagonally, took out a quick handkerchief, wiped the blood off his face, turned his head and looked at the skull mark on the wall calmly, walked out of the bedroom, and stood in front of the door.
The guards automatically moved out of the way for him, not daring to block him in the slightest.
"Her name is Yali, right?" Ke Mo asked the housekeeper as if he suddenly remembered something.
The housekeeper hurriedly stepped forward, hunched over and not daring to raise his head, replied: "Yes, her name is Yali."
"Well, pack her up." Ke Mo nodded, then looked at the guards present, and asked gently: "Yali doesn't know what happened last night, so what do you know? You are still the same as her,
Don’t know anything?”
The guards shuddered, raised their heads tremblingly, and looked at Congressman Comeau with fear in their eyes.
Only then did they remember Kemo's identity. Kemo was not a second-generation Corgi who just waited to die, but a serious warrior. Before he became a high council member, he had a huge reputation.
, that reputation is not false, but something he has truly earned.
Since becoming a high councilor, Kemo has become one person below ten thousand people in Doro City. He has money and power, so he has restrained his murderous side and disguised himself as a gentle person, so that people have changed what he once was.
He had forgotten.
Especially after having Corgi, Kemo has never killed anyone, not even once, no matter how angry he is, he has never killed anyone, as if he wanted to do good deeds for Corgi.
If Kemo hadn't suddenly killed Yali today, I'm afraid no one would have remembered his identity, and would have continued to regard the two scimitars he wore behind his waist as a decoration.
"Oh? Still don't know?" Kemo shook his head slightly as he glanced at the guard, tapping his fingers lightly on the end of the knife handle.
"Lord Kemo, I know, I remembered it." The butler's head was dripping with cold sweat. He was spinning his brain rapidly, and finally remembered something, and said quickly.
"Tell me, what do you think of?" Ke Mo looked at the housekeeper and asked with indifferent eyes.
"One person died, a guard." The housekeeper said quickly.
"A guard died?" Ke Mo nodded and tapped his fingers faster on the end of the handle. He felt that the butler was playing with him. It didn't matter if a guard died. He didn't care even if all the guards died. He only cared about himself.
's son.
The housekeeper felt that his heart was speeding up with the tapping speed of his fingers, and it was beating violently. He did not dare to hesitate and said quickly: "The guard was the one who patrolled last night. He has strong hearing. Because of this ability,
So he was assigned to guard the villa at night, but he was found dead in the room on the third floor this morning."
"Huh? Go on." Kemo's fingers suddenly stopped tapping the handle of the knife, his IQ came back online, and he said thoughtfully.
"Yes, yes." The housekeeper touched the sweat on his forehead and said quickly, covering his heart: "The guard was patrolling on the third floor last night. If he found someone, he would definitely call the police, but he didn't call the police, and he didn't alert anyone.
He died in the room under the circumstances. I guess that the madman who killed Mr. Corgi entered the villa from the third floor and was very powerful. He could easily subdue and kill an excellent warrior."
"It makes sense, keep talking." Kemo nodded and said to the housekeeper.
"This..." The butler's mind was running rapidly, and he stammered a little: "The strength of the opponent was very terrifying. When the guard died, he was killed instantly, without much struggle. I have seen the corpse, and I feel like last night
There should be not one person, but two people who came to the villa. When they killed the guard, one cut the guard's throat and the other covered the guard's mouth so that he could not make a sound."
"It's interesting." Ke Mo nodded in approval, and then continued: "Last night, two people broke into the villa, but there are so many of you, and only one of you discovered it. It's really outstanding."
As soon as these words were spoken, all the guards trembled.
"Don't be afraid, I won't kill you." Ke Mo said slowly, ignoring the guards, "I still don't know who killed my son. I need you to perform meritorious service and find the person."
The guards hurriedly responded that it didn't matter if they were guilty or meritorious, as long as they didn't die now.
In fact, there are so many of them, they are really not afraid of Kemo. The problem is that they dare not take action. After all, their relatives and friends are still living in Doluo City. As a high councilor of Doluo, it would be extremely easy for Kemo to take revenge on them.
If they don't take action, they will die, and their relatives will be fine. But if they take action, no matter whether Kemo is killed by them or not, their relatives and friends will never have peace.
Kemo raised his feet and left, and the guards consciously moved out of the way.
"Control my son, use the most expensive coffin, and wrap the best leaves around him." After a pause, Kemo continued: "The women he liked during his lifetime probably also liked him. Now that he is dead, they must
He will go to the great gods to continue to enjoy blessings, so let those women accompany him. Being able to go to the gods with my son is not a injustice to them."
When the guards heard Kemo's words, they felt a chill in their hearts. This was a death sentence for the Corgi women in the manor, and they were to be buried with them.
He also said that if he could live without being treated badly, who would be willing to die?
"Yes, Mr. Kemo is really generous and willing to let those women accompany Mr. Keji to enjoy the happiness." The butler reacted quickly and recovered in an instant, bowing his body and saying.
When the other guards heard the steward's words, they suddenly understood and hurriedly followed suit.
Kemo walked forward without looking back, and continued as he walked: "Don't move in the house, just take care of my son, especially the mark, just leave it there, and I will compile a document and send it to me later.
"
"Understood, Master Kemo." The butler did not dare to raise his head and remained hunched over.
It wasn't until Ke Mo walked away that the housekeeper cautiously looked up. When he saw Ke Mo's figure turning the corner of the stairs, he straightened up and breathed a sigh of relief.
"I have heard what Mr. Kemo said. Contain Mr. Kemo and let his woman enjoy his happiness with him. Also, no matter what happened last night, if you don't want to die, tell it. Put it in order and I will send it to Mr. Kemo.
Go over there." The housekeeper said to the guards with lingering fear.