“Martin Nozick’s son Lancer Nozick was involved in a shooting!”
"What?"
Earl Wolfe and Countess Galliya asked in unison.
The Countess frowned and waved to her youngest son, Todd Wolfe:
"Where did you hear the news?"
Todd's words really went too far this time. Nozick was his husband's political enemy, but if Count Wolfe's youngest son fabricated lies about Nozick, the Wolfe family would be in disgrace.
Todd raised the newspaper in his hand and replied with a smile:
"It was in the newspaper."
"Which newspaper? Show me."
Count Wolfe stretched out his hand. He had read several newspapers today. If Nozick's son was really involved in a shooting case, it would be impossible not to report it.
"It's the Tussock Newspaper."
When Todd saw the serious face of his father, Count Wolfe, his originally happy face fell instantly, and he handed the newspaper to Count Wolfe tremblingly.
"The Tasok News?"
Count Wolff frowned and took the newspaper. He had read it in the morning. Did he miss it?
"Retired soldiers lost control of their emotions and took malicious revenge with guns."
He had read this report and had no idea at the time. He was just a retired soldier. Many retired soldiers suffered from different mental illnesses due to the war, and weren't there any deaths?
Count Wolfe closed the newspaper hard and made a "crack" sound:
"Where's Lancer Nozick's name?"
Countess Gallia looked at her little son helplessly, she could not save Todd.
Todd lowered his head and whispered:
"The man who was shot and injured was Lancer Nozick."
Count Wolff frowned and opened the newspaper again, then quickly put it down:
"It doesn't say who was injured, how did you know?"
Todd's head lowered lower and lower, and his voice became lower and lower:
"Someone told me."
"Which friend of yours is it again?" The Countess wished she could drive away all her little son's friends.
"Sent from Rolls Adrian's butler."
"Who is that?" The Countess had never heard of this name.
Count Wolfe waved his hand to signal the mother and son to be quiet.
He knew that Rolls Adrian, the youngest barrister in Backlund, had recently participated in many charity activities to support disabled soldiers and their families with the help of August, the former Viscount Barton's butler. Count Levitt
Very appreciative of him.
Rawls should not come to coax his youngest son, this newspaper and news are for him.
I hope this news is true, then Nozick’s face should be ugly!
No, there is no need for Rawls to do this! To be the youngest barrister, he should be a smart person and would not come to him for such a thing.
"What else can you do except tell you that it was Nozick's son who was injured?"
"Ah?" Todd looked up, as if remembering something, "They also said that the heads of the Disabled Soldiers Aid Association and the Veterans Officers Club brought lawyers there, but the Hillston Police Department did not let the lawyers see Vero, and then they went to find him.
Judge Dwyer."
"It's Vit Gaude!"
Staring at his son again, Count Wolfe walked out of the study directly.
The people at the Hillstown Police Department were under pressure not to allow the lawyer to meet with Witte Gaude. There must be something wrong with it. Martin Nozick, I hope it is you, not you, but also you!
…
Queens, West Veras Street, Backlund Police Department.
The Backlund Police Department is located on West Vilas Street, so it is called "Civil Las Field". It has jurisdiction over all Backlund police stations except Hillston District. It is an extremely large organization. Naturally, it is
There are a lot of people coming in and out.
Claude, the person in charge of the Veterans Officers Club, is a tall man, about thirty years old; Hilda, the person in charge of the Disabled Soldiers Aid Association, is a forty-year-old woman with a gentle face.
Occasionally, she would scold some ill-tempered disabled soldiers with a straight face, but everyone in the association respected this lady.
Now, this Ms. Hilda has a serious face, with a layer of frost on her face, looking coldly at a senior inspector with thick eyebrows in front of her, while the tall Mr. Claude speaks softly.
to discuss with the senior police inspector.
"Our matter is urgent."
"That won't work either. You haven't applied in advance and you can't see Judge Dwyer."
The thick-browed senior inspector shook his head. There were many people who came to Judge Dwyer to report the police. They had to make an appointment in advance or submit a report letter first, and then the judge would decide whether to meet in person.
After all, some police officers or police sergeants who make minor mistakes are not worthy of Your Majesty's appearance.
Steward August walked quickly to lawyer Jurgen:
"Aren't you allowed in?"
August had just delivered the newspaper and news to Count Wolfe's youngest son, Todd Wolfe.
When he delivered the news in the morning, he only found a few small nobles who supported the Conservative Party, and did not pass the news to Earl Wolfe's family. Earl Wolfe was not in Rawls's social circle, and at that time he only knew Lan Lan.
Ser Nozick was injured in the shooting. This news is not worth reporting to a count. It will only make people look down on the Adrian family.
But after the morning, the case became more suspicious, and the tough attitude of the Hillston Police Department made August know that it was time to bring in a bigger nobleman.
So after he successfully persuaded the leaders of the association and club to come to see Judge Dwyer, he hurriedly went to Earl Wolfe's youngest son Todd and used him to pass the news to Earl Wolfe.
Earl Wolfe suffered heavy losses after the "Corn Act" was repealed. Yesterday he sold all 840,000 acres of land in the countryside, but it was said that the price was less than 300,000 pounds.
Therefore, he was very dissatisfied with the New Party, which was secretly promoting the abolition of the Corn Laws, and with the leader of the New Party who made a big splash.
"Yes."
Jurgen is in his twenties, and in the increasingly hot weather, he still wraps himself tightly in a three-piece suit, always reflecting the basic qualities of a professional senior solicitor.
If there are no accidents, he will be able to enter the four major law schools in a few years. After a few years of study, he can become a barrister. This is the only way for a solicitor to become a barrister.
Ms. Hilda walked over slowly and looked at the housekeeper August with a straight face:
"Mr. August, where is Mr. Adrian? Isn't he coming?"
"Madam, good afternoon." The butler August did not answer the question first, but took off his hat and saluted. "My master has not come here. He has entrusted all this matter to me."
Ms. Hilda's face softened slightly, and she stretched out her hand to let August handle it:
"Then it's up to you."
"OK."
Steward August walked up to the senior inspector and cleared his throat:
"Mr. Inspector, we are going to report abuse of power by the Hillston Police Department to Judge Dwyer."