0635 Chapter 14: I have knowledge under the spring, Section 20
When he lowered his head, he suddenly found that the second button of the police uniform had not been buttoned up yet, and hurriedly reached out to button it up even more awkwardly. It was obvious that the sheriff had already gotten off work and was suddenly called out from home.
Consney raised a smirk and asked, "What else did you say? This little bit of information alone is not enough to help you tell which of us musicians are."
"I also said that the most beautiful one is the musician..." Allen glanced at Consney with guilt.
"Hahahaha..." Consney laughed. No need to ask, the fancy teasing that had turned eight corners by conveying information could only come from Sister Long.
Qu Yun's face twitched slightly, but she changed into a charming smile and replied: "In this case, it's great to have an intermediary to help. You have also seen it. We really want to know the identity of this old man.
I didn't want to make any moves to hurt him, but I was in a hurry..."
"I understand," Sheriff Allen replied quickly, "his name is Quentin, who works as a coach in the shooting club in the town. He also teaches my Chinese, and he can be regarded as half of my master. Thanks to Mr Quentin
,The shooting clubs here are very famous, and many wealthy people from surrounding big towns come here..."
"Puff." Yoon Hee-yi at the door couldn't help but chuckled. The name Alan in French means "handsome", while Quentin represents "rich". It looks so shabby that it almost makes people look shabby.
She had to resist the desire to complain as a small villa that became a dilapidated house and its simple furnishings.
At the same time, the old man finally shouted: "Alan! Shut up your mouth, I don't have anything they want here!"
Allen glanced at Qu Yun with a guilty tone and said to the stubborn old man with a pleading tone: "Mr. Quentin, please see clearly the current situation! They are not the ones who can explain it before going to the police station to record a confession.
, The little thief you killed.
They have the top-level operational authority directly issued by the Supreme Council. Even if the musician Miss is now ordering me to shoot you on the spot, I have to do what I have to do..."
"Mr. Quentin has shot more than one person, and he has also gone to the police station to record confessions?" Qu Yun showed an interesting expression. She had never seriously understood the social system of the Legal Revolution, but Superman was everywhere
Beyond the law, it is common sense on this planet.
Did she guess wrong? This old man who occupies such a special position is really just an ordinary shooting coach? Or is he hiding too deep?
"Yes," Sheriff Allen wiped his sweat: "Mr. Quentin once shot three people who broke into his house without permission. His shooting skills are great, and one of them is like yours.
Superman was caught off guard and was killed by a bullet.
You know, it's legal in our country, but it still brings a lot of trouble for Mr. Quentin."
"There is a superman among the victims? I guess Mr. Quentin's trouble afterwards was the endless revenge of the superman's companion? I really want to know how he survived the subsequent pursuit."
When it comes to Yin Xiyi's problem, she obviously also doubts the same thing as Qu Yun.
"Chasing? No!" Sheriff Allen was obviously startled. It can be seen that he was the kind of police officer who had been working in a peaceful town for a long time and had never fired a few shots outside the shooting club:
"Mr. Quentin's trouble comes from the residents of the town. Who would have wanted to be neighbors with a murderer after all? Even if what he did was not breaking any law."
"Can you do what you have done first?" Qu Yun frowned slightly and teased Yin Xiyi. To be honest, the little lizard is not the kind of person who can't tell the priority of things.
No, even if you get involved from time to time and make a statement, it’s nothing. Yunshang Fairy Mansion was not a rigorous militarized team, and the fairies have always acted casually.
But for Yoon Hee-yi, who specializes in stealth assassination, even if she was asked to sing opera arias and perform tap dance for so long, she should have found that damn monitor?
"That's good. I finally caught this little guy." Yin Xiyi said, falling from the eaves in front of the door and walking towards the living room.
Captured?
Consney's attention was previously focused on the old man Quentin, while Qu Yun was busy searching around the room, and no one noticed the scene on the old TV that was obviously outdated for a long time.
Now as Yoon Hee-yi enters the house, they realize that the surveillance images on the TV are moving until their own images appear on the TV.
Yin Xiyi was holding a "little bug" in her hand. If you look closely, you will find that it was a fly made of metal. It was the same as a real fly, regardless of its size or appearance.
Even now, this little thing flashed like a real fly, half of its wings that were not pinched by Yoon Hee-yi and tried to escape.
From the perspective of surveillance images on TV, it is obvious that this little thing that was monitoring them outside the door before.
Even Sheriff Allen knew that there was no such technology in the world.
Qu Yun looked at the fly-type surveillance camera in a little surprised, then returned to calm, raised a smile, and brought the topic back to the previous rhythm: "Mr. Allen, you just said that Mr. Quentin was invited to the police station
I have done the transcript, probably he is not a superman anymore, did Yizi guess it right?"
"Superman? No, of course he is not." Sheriff Allen was stunned for a moment and then replied: "If you still doubt Mr. Quentin's identity, there is no need. He had already been transferred to Pazangdan before he took office.
Living here.
We have had a friendship for more than 20 years and we meet once or twice a week most of the time. You know, this town is not big.
If this is not enough, twelve years ago, we went to the mountain to hunt and encountered a mudslide. We were trapped for a whole month and were treated as missing people. Even his house was almost auctioned by the authorities.
At that time, we were only the two of us, who lived together day and night, isolated from the world, and died for a lifetime. We were both seriously injured at that time, and Mr. Quentin also suffered permanent mild disability due to that death. If he were Superman, then he would probably have been early
Just took me out."
Qu Yun had noticed that the old man was a little limp when walking. After reminding him, he noticed that a hideous scar appeared on the legs of his pajamas.
"Have you settled here for thirty years? So, what about thirty years ago? If I remember correctly, you just mentioned that your Chinese was taught by Mr. Quentin. In his time, I guess the people here were probably the ones.
Is it rare to be interested in the Dayong Empire on the other side of the continent?”
While asking, Yin Xiyi threw herself into a single sofa that was so old that the spring was exposed.