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It was about ten minutes after Abel got dressed. Lorenzo Shrike and Joey were sitting on those messy sofas, with Baron Abel on the other side.
As the baron woke up, it seemed that the mansion was slowly waking up. Several servants were cleaning the floor. Lorenzo leaned on the back of his chair and observed them from the corner of his eyes.
Just as Shrike said, they are indeed the remnants of the Gaulnaros. Lorenzo had spent some time in Gaulnaros, and he knew a thing or two about the characteristics of the Gaulnaros.
The servants were silent and looked depressed, until Baron Abel suddenly spoke.
"So what are you guys doing here?"
Baron Abel looked at Lorenzo and the others with unkind eyes. After all, the ugly behavior just now was really embarrassing, and he was also wary of this group of uninvited guests.
"We are the investigation team of Su Yalan Hall..."
Shrike said it before Lorenzo could. The previous conversation with Lorenzo had been slightly modified, and finally it was blamed on Su Aran Hall. I didn't expect that Shrike, a thick-browed man with big eyes, could lie so fluently.
But it was obvious that Baron Abel was not very willing to cooperate with the work. He waved his hands impatiently before even saying a few words.
"It has nothing to do with me, it has nothing to do with me. I haven't gone out for almost half a month."
He denied everything Shrike said. Ben Shrike had no definite evidence, so it was difficult for him to say anything.
At this moment Lorenzo said suddenly.
"Hughes is dead."
His cold words instantly chilled the atmosphere. Lorenzo had been observing Baron Abel's expression since just now. He was so natural, so natural that it seemed that Lorenzo's guess was wrong. He was really an innocent man.
But this did not make Lorenzo relax his vigilance but made him suspicious.
He was so natural that Lorenzo had been waiting for an opportunity to announce the death of Hughes to observe Baron Abel's reaction.
Baron Abel was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Lorenzo with puzzled eyes, as if he didn't understand what he was talking about.
Lorenzo was also a little dazed at this moment. Could it be that he had guessed wrong.
"Gentlemen, although I may seem incompetent to outsiders, I am at least a nobleman. The humiliation for today should be enough."
It seems that Baron Abel is already a little angry.
"I want to know something about your employment of those remnants."
Lorenzo asked again, and Baron Abel said calmly.
"What happened? What happened to hiring them?"
Looking at Abel's very normal expression, Lorenzo felt for the first time that the incident was a little powerless. He felt that something was wrong, and then he discovered the problem.
In the eyes of people like Abel, hiring these remnants is a very common thing, cheap commissions, the most vulnerable group, in his opinion this is what all nobles are doing, and he does not feel anything wrong at all
, just like cats eating fish and dogs eating, this is something that has become a normal thing.
Everything has been finalized. I turned to look at the survivors who were working. They seemed to feel nothing wrong and kept their heads down while working.
Lorenzo felt an unspeakable chill. They were all human beings, but at this moment they had mentally evolved into different species.
Maybe the abnormality he felt was just from this. Abel did something wrong, but he didn't realize the mistake at all. The death of a remnant and the death of a gang leader would have any impact on a high-ranking nobleman.
What? What’s more, are you aware of the crisis?
Lorenzo reorganized his tone and asked again.
"There have been many deaths among the remnants you hired."
"This is normal, because they need money, work hard, or please me, it is normal for them to die or be injured."
Baron Abel said calmly.
"I bet you don't know very well, right? There are at least several family members behind these survivors. Those family members who are too old or too young to work need their work to make ends meet."
Abel laughed as he spoke.
"Even if the work is tiring and dangerous, they will still be grateful to me because I give them a job, which allows their families to survive."
Lorenzo turned his head and looked at the nearby survivors. Those dull faces nodded slightly, seeming to confirm everything.
This is a dead end, an ever-worsening cycle.
Lorenzo wanted to say something else, but Joey, who had been silent all this time, stopped him and said very rationally.
"Mr. Holmes, what we need to do now is not to care for the vulnerable."
Although it is cold, it is a fact. The vengeful demon is the primary target.
"Let me put the question another way, Baron Abel, do you have any impressions of these people?"
As Joey took out the list of the dead, Abel glanced around. Some people were familiar, while others were unfamiliar.
"I know these two people."
As Baron Abel spoke, he pointed his finger at the documents of the Ed couple. It seemed that he did not expect that they were dead, and his voice sounded a little surprised.
"They are the intermediaries that contact us as employers."
"Between you and the remnants?"
"Yes."
This time the contacts were established. Rowe and Doron were responsible for the transportation of the survivors, Hughes was responsible for the overall control, and the Eds were looking for employers for these survivors.
It seemed that Lorenzo's previous conjectures were correct. They all relied on this transportation to connect with each other, so now the last question was needed.
Who will the monster take revenge on next?
"I heard that your wife passed away a few days ago?"
Lorenzo's eyes were sharp, each of Abel's wives did not live long, and they were all remnants, which had to be suspicious.
"Yes."
"You don't look sad?"
"Because I'm about to have my next wife...maybe someone."
As he spoke, he lit up a cigarette, looking like he was enjoying himself to the fullest.
"Did you kill her?"
"No, she committed suicide. Maybe she was not used to the life in old Dunling."
Looking at Baron Abel's casual attitude, Lorenzo's eyes became colder and colder, and he seemed to feel Lorenzo's change and said with a bit of ridicule.
"She will be grateful to me because her family will get a lot of money from it."
"She died because of you?"
"She may not be able to accept some of my small favors."
As Abel spoke, he revealed the scars under his clothes, wounds that had not yet healed, not fatal but painful enough.
Then he laughed heartily.
"Are you here to enforce justice? Or is there a new survivor protection association in Su Yalan Hall?"
"I'm just a small person here. You should know about those temporary experiments. The participants are all survivors. They don't want to live at all, because death will not only reduce the burden on the family but also get money."
Lorenzo said nothing, and the whole room was filled with malice, unbearable malice.
"Does that mean there are many employers like you?"
"Of course, everyone will always have some weird little tricks. We are willing to pay and they are willing to sacrifice their lives. This is fair."
The conversation reached a deadlock, and so did the entire case. According to what Baron Abel said, all the nobles who had dealings with the survivors could be the targets of his revenge. It was even said that his enemies were the entire Old Dunling.
Nobility.
He found the target of the demon's revenge, but this target was so big that he was unable to protect it.
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