Chapter 15 There are always some fools in the world
The bearded man lowered his head slightly, raised his hand and grabbed the arrow that had gone into his throat, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"hehe."
He wanted to say something, but when the words reached his throat, his voice involuntarily changed and turned into a hoarse low laugh, full of weirdness and ferociousness.
Feeling the rapid passing of life, the bearded man subconsciously wanted to pull the trigger and die together with the goal, but at this time, his fingers were already stiff and it was difficult to move at all.
Gulu.
A series of black blood bubbles emerged from his mouth.
The bearded man stiffened and became completely silent.
The blood bubbles gathered into a stream of blood and flowed down the mouth.
It's as dark as ink, making people's scalp numb just looking at it.
The arrows are poisonous!
And it’s some kind of poison!
If you get blood, you will die!
The old housekeeper straightened up and looked at the corpse in the car with complicated eyes.
"Feel sorry."
"I don't want to die yet."
"At least, I can't die now."
The old housekeeper said this and dragged the body out of the car.
Instead of throwing it away casually, he pulled out the arrow from the corpse's neck, used the shovel placed in the pickup manger to dig a hole in the soft soil on the side, and pulled the corpse in.
As for why there is a shovel in the pickup truck?
The answer is self-evident.
The bearded man buried in the pit is the best answer.
It's just that the people buried are different.
After refilling the soil, the old butler returned to the roadside with the shovel, put the shovel back into the pickup truck manger, took out a bottle of water, washed his hands, wiped them, then put on his white gloves again and got into the car.
There's no staying away from Cherry City.
The old housekeeper drove the car back to Cherry City.
No. 222 Yangtao Street, located in Nancheng District, Cherry City.
The old housekeeper drove straight here.
Compared with wealthy areas, this is the best choice for people who have some assets but are not truly wealthy.
Naturally, the environment here is very good. The rows of buildings are not only neat and tidy, but also have their own small gardens.
No. 222 is a little more exquisite. Not only is the flower bed more beautiful, but there is also a small fountain. However, the fountain was not turned on late at night.
On the stone pillars on both sides of the gate, there is a crouching, palm-sized gargoyle on the top of the one on the right.
Gargoyles are very small, but lifelike.
Of course, what's more important is that in the slightly opened mouth of the gargoyle, there is a probe that can clearly see everything around it.
Therefore, as soon as the car stopped at the door and the old housekeeper got out of the car, the iron gate opened on its own with a 'click'.
The old housekeeper entered the small courtyard, turned around and closed the door, and entered the house in a familiar manner.
Inside the house, someone was already waiting for him.
A slightly thin man with a sinister face was sitting at the end of the corridor.
The other party is dressed in home clothes, showing the true identity of the owner of the other party's room.
Looking at the old housekeeper who came in, the owner showed a very friendly attitude.
"Fendilt, good evening."
After saying such words, the other party smiled in response.
The smile was as friendly as possible, but to ordinary people, it looked like a jackal grinning.
Not only is he ferocious, he is also full of greed, as if he wants to choose someone to devour at any time.
"Good evening, Tois."
After the old housekeeper responded to the other party, hesitation and uneasiness appeared on his face.
This confusion made Tois laugh.
Of course he knew why the old butler had such an expression.
Everything was as he expected.
So, the owner of the house came to life. He patted the old housekeeper on the shoulder and said with concern:
"What's the matter, Findilt?"
"You can tell me."
"We are friends."
Tois looked at the old butler sincerely.
"I was discovered by Mr. Dodd, and Pang'er just sent a killer."
The old housekeeper gritted his teeth and confessed what he had just experienced.
"Yeah?"
"It's a little more intense than we imagined, but it's okay. Didn't we prepare for the worst before this?"
Tois comforted the old butler.
Then, he paused and asked, "Did you bring anything?"
"Brought it."
"Here are Mr. Ahmaud's account books."
The old butler took out a USB flash drive from his personal clothes, but did not hand it to Tois immediately. His face was full of guilt, and he hesitated for two seconds before reaching out completely.
"Mr. Toews, please remember what you promised me."
The old housekeeper emphasized.
"certainly."
Tois took the USB flash drive and walked to his desk. After checking the contents of the USB flash drive on his computer, a smile appeared on his face. He raised his head and looked at the old butler and said, "About your former employer, Edward."
In fact, I already have some clues about his whereabouts."
With these words, Tois opened the drawer on the side and took out a brown paper bag from it.
"This is the information I collected."
Tois said.
"Thank you! Thank you so much!"
The old butler was so excited that his outstretched hand was trembling, but he picked up the brown paper bag on the table without hesitation.
At this time, Tois stood up from the desk again and walked around behind the old butler. The old butler, who was focused on the brown paper bag, did not pay attention to Tois's movements until a dagger stabbed him.
It went through his waist.
puff!
The old housekeeper who was opening the brown paper bag trembled all over, and the brown paper bag fell to the ground.
The old housekeeper turned his head and looked at Tois in a daze, his eyes full of confusion.
"Sorry, Fundilt."
"I don't want to either."
"But your existence will affect us, so we have to ask you to die - of course, we will not let your death be in vain. Your death will definitely be valuable, just like Ahmaud. After all,
The one who killed you was the killer sent by Pang Er, and Pang Er was Dodd's housekeeper. Well, just as you think, our target from beginning to end was Dodd."
Tois said apologetically, but there was no apology at all on his face, only a sense of pride.
However, the old butler at this time did not pay attention to what Tois said, he kept murmuring.
"Love, Edward..."
"You mean Edward?"
"Of course we don't know where Edward is, he disappeared so strangely."
"Who can know where he is?"
"All this is to deceive you and make you our pawn."
Thomas explained.
He didn't mind explaining a little more to a dead man.
In other words... he was showing off.
You know, this is all his plan. After learning that Findilt, a fool who has obviously terminated his contract, but is still trying his best to find his missing former employer, he laid out the plan.
A plan that can get rid of both Dodd and Ahmaud.
The former is the great enemy of his brother 'Todini'.
the latter?
A gangster from the street also wants to climb to a high position?
It's really whimsical.
I originally hoped that the other party could handle some matters that they could not come forward to deal with, but the other party was really ignorant and was naturally a target to be eradicated.
Of course, they can never do it themselves.
His brother 'Todini' is already a member of Parliament and cannot bear such a bad reputation.
And him?
Nope either.
He will soon become a member of the parliament - replacing Ahmaud, which has been reserved for a long time.
Without the obstruction of Dodd, such a thing is almost certain.
For this, he was really grateful to Findilt, a fool.
Tois lowered his head and looked at the old butler who was struggling after hearing that he had been deceived. He began to turn his wrist and stabbed the dagger into the old butler's body, immediately severing the old butler's kidneys.
Then, pull it out and insert it again.
This time, it was the latter.
puff!
The old butler's body trembled, and the luster in his eyes began to disappear.
thump!
As Tois let go, the old housekeeper fell to his knees and hit his head on the thick carpet.
Tois checked his breath, pulse, and heartbeat. After confirming that the old housekeeper was dead, he stabbed him in the chest again.
Then, he wrapped the old housekeeper in a thick blanket on the ground, walked out of the house, and threw the body directly into the pickup truck.
The pickup started again.
Returned to the suburbs again.
Tois placed the old butler in the driver's seat at the position he had already chosen, adjusted his sitting position, put on his seat belt, and placed his foot on the accelerator of the pickup truck that was still on.
Buzz!
Bang!
Amid the roar of the engine, the pickup truck broke through the guardrail and fell down the cliff.
Bang, bang bang!
After a series of collisions, the pickup truck fell to the bottom of the cliff.
Tois glanced at the burning pickup truck, then turned around and left.
This sinister man took out his mobile phone as he walked and made a call.
"nailed it."
As soon as the call was connected, Tois said directly.
"You didn't leave any clues, did you?"
The voice on the other side asked.
"Of course not."
"I handled everything very carefully, especially the biggest flaw, Findilt - that guy was still trying to find his former employer, the guy named ** Dehua, until he died."
"I really don't know if this guy is stupid or stupid."
Thomas chuckled disdainfully.
"But isn't it just for us to take advantage of?"
The other person's voice also laughed.
"yes."
"It's a pity that this is the only such useful chess piece."
"If there are just a few more, the entire Cherry City will be ours."
Thomas sighed.
"It's quick! It's quick!"
"One day, Cherry City will be ours!"
The voice on the other side said with great certainty, and at this moment——
boom!
There was an explosion from the bottom of the cliff.
"Did you hear that?"
"This is a shout-out to our impending victory."
Tois said with a raised corner of his mouth.
"I heard it."
"Go back to your place quickly and don't let any holes slip. That guy is not someone to be fooled."
The voice on the other side reminded.
"clear!"
Thomas answered.
He never complained about his brother's caution.
Because, he is the same.
Even when the two of them were talking on the phone, they would never address each other without any title, and his brother would also turn on the voice changer.
Tois speeded up, and when he turned a corner, he went straight into the woods on the side.
After a while, Thomas appeared on a motorcycle.
The motorcycle was placed in advance at the beginning of the entire plan.
Just for this moment.
When he returned to the city on his motorcycle, Tois crushed the phone to pieces with one kick, separated it and threw it into the trash can. His last worry was gone.
After an hour, the garbage will be transported by garbage trucks to the garbage station for classification, recycling and destruction.
Perfect!
Everything is done without anyone noticing!
Tois thought this, and unconsciously showed a proud smile.
But this proud middle-aged man didn't realize that a pair of eyes were staring at him from beginning to end.
With a twist of the accelerator, Tois left quickly amid the roar of the motorcycle.
In the shadows, a tall, strong figure came out and picked out the fragments of the mobile phone in the trash can.
"interesting."
With such a voice muttering to himself, Jason's figure flashed away.
Jason did not stay any longer, but returned directly to Apartment 3a-313.
At first, he was just curious about the old butler who survived the shootout. According to John and Brian's description, although the two of them did not take special care of him, the fact that the other party could wait until the police showed up unharmed was enough to show that the other party should have something.
Very good skills, especially in terms of awareness.
Otherwise, those grenades are deadly.
It's just that Jason didn't expect that the other party was far more worthy of attention than he guessed, and it even involved a secret fight between Cherry City Speaker Dodd and Councilman Todini.
There is no doubt that such a secret fight is exciting.
The dead Ahmaud probably didn't know until his death that the butler beside him was actually arranged by the congressman he had been funding, in order to let him charge into the battle and attract attention.
Undoubtedly, Ahmaud did a great job.
Now Dodd has stepped into the trap.
Everything was as Tois expected.
only……
That old housekeeper?
Jason sat in the sofa chair and frowned unconsciously.
In his mind, he unconsciously recalled the scene when he first met the other person, bowing his head to the other person politely, shooting the arrow, and the blood turned black.
Feelings of conflict arise involuntarily.
Although he watched everything, he should feel that everything is reasonable.
But this feeling of contradiction lingers in my mind like a lingering shadow.
Moreover, the more he recalled it, the more Jason felt a sense of familiarity.
as if……
He returned to the 'Sleepless City' and saw those cunning and vicious guys.
Jason was always wary of those guys.
Because he didn't want to die in an unknown situation.
The old butler just now gave him this feeling in an instant.
Even more intense.
Therefore, he watched from the sidelines from beginning to end and did not stand up.
But there is one difference. Those guys in the "Sleepless City" are definitely greedy for life and afraid of death, and they cannot die like the old butler.
Or to be more precise...
Is the old housekeeper really dead?
"Some kind of deception?"
Jason frowned, lightly tapped the armrest of the sofa chair, and then shook his head.
No matter how clever the blind-shielding method is, it is impossible to deceive Tois's inspection and last-ditch attack just now. Moreover, he is beyond ordinary people's perception and is sure that Findilt's heart has long been pierced.
Or twice.
People have no intention of living?
Not to mention the explosion at the end.
He saw Findilt shattered to pieces with his own eyes.
Unless Findilt has the same 'immortal body' as him, otherwise, he is dead.
Of course, it could be something else!
For example--
"Some kind of secret technique similar to my 'immortality'?"
Jason frowned and guessed.
In the world in front of him, he has only been here for a day, and there are no more sources of information, but he cannot deny the existence of 'secret techniques'.
After all, there is ‘food’.
The ‘secret technique’ naturally exists with a high probability.
Jason's brows relaxed slightly, and his attention couldn't help but turn to another problem.
What is Fundilt going to do?
Dodd, Todini and the dead Ahmaud all have their own purposes.
But Findilt didn’t!
At least, Jason hasn't noticed it until now.
Are you really looking for 'Edward'?
Jason didn't believe this.
If Findilt is really the same type of person as the guys he knows well, it is impossible for such people to care about other people, they only care about themselves.
However, this does not prevent Jason from investigating this 'Edward'.
Such an investigation will naturally cost a lot of manpower and material resources, and cannot be solved simply by being strong.
In other words, Jason thinks he is not strong enough.
Fortunately, he had another way.
Picking up the phone in the living room, Jason dialed John.
"John, can you check someone for me?"
"Edward, Butler Ahmaud's former employer."
"Well, okay, I'll wait for your news."
After putting down the phone, Jason sat back on the sofa chair.
He drew the curtains and looked out the window.
A dazzling white line appeared on the horizon in the pitch black.
Dawn has arrived.
Tonight, this long night ends.
But Jason knew that the most exciting time was after sunrise.
He will watch all this silently.
He doesn't mind stepping in when necessary.
When is it necessary?
Jason smiled.
He stood up from the sofa chair and walked towards the outside of the apartment. His nose could already smell the smell of breakfast coming from the street.
…
David, who had not slept a wink all night, was sipping the hot coffee brought by his assistant.
Although Findilt was unexpectedly taken away, causing his original plan to fail, the investigation of Ahmaud did not stop.
Before that, he had been investigating Ahmaud.
But, at that time, there were many obstacles.
And now?
Naturally, no one would stand up for a dead man.
Everything went smoothly.
Bang!
"Damn it!"
"This bastard is actually related to so many disappearances!"
"What does he want to do?"
"Trafficking... selling... human beings?"
On the desk next to him, the young assistant Hunter slammed the table hard and said angrily.
"Calm down, Hunter."
"Anger is of no use at this time."
"On the contrary, your calmness allowed you to find these poor girls."
David reminded his assistant, but his fists were already clenched, and his voice was even more sharp and cold.
He had known that Ahmaud was a bastard.
But I didn't expect that the other party would be such an asshole.
Damn it a hundred times!
Scumbags who will go to hell!
David continued to look through the interrogation materials.
The middle-aged police chief frowned involuntarily.
The interrogation information all came from Ahmaud's subordinates, but as all of the other party's confidants died, these interrogation materials were all provided by some peripheral subordinates.
Based on these alone, it would be difficult for him to find anything substantial.
"Hunter, who of Ahmaud's henchmen is still alive?"
the middle-aged police chief asked.
"No, Sheriff."
"We found Ahmaud's number one subordinate, Asa, and many of his confidants in the ruins of Ahmaud's mansion."
"The remaining confidants all died outside the mansion."
"The only ones that can be caught now are these small fish."
The young assistant obviously knew what his sergeant wanted to ask, and his words couldn't help but become full of helplessness.
"is that so?"
The middle-aged police chief whispered to himself.
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the office door.
A uniformed patrolman came in.
There is a package in the other party's hand.
"Sheriff, your package!"
"The package was sent by a man named Findilt!"
Before the patrolman could finish speaking, the middle-aged police sergeant rushed over and took the boxy package.
Looking at the sender with 'Fendilt' clearly written on it, the middle-aged police chief took a deep breath.
He had a premonition that a turning point was coming.
However, he was not in a hurry.
"Hunter, bring me a carving knife."
Saying these words, the middle-aged police sergeant carefully inspected the entire package. After taking the carving knife, he carefully cut open the outer package.
He has received parcel bombs more than once.
The experience is naturally quite rich.
Soon, the entire package was cut open, revealing a notebook and a letter inside.
"I'm lucky this time."
As the middle-aged police chief said this, he opened the envelope and took out the letter paper.
Hello Chief David:
If you receive this letter, it proves that I am dead.
The person who killed me was most likely Pang Er.
But who it is, I can't confirm.
After all, I am a damned person.
I just tried to make up for my initial mistake, but I made more mistakes.
I'm sorry Mr. Edward.
I also failed Mr. Ahmaud. Although the latter deceived me into knowing the whereabouts of Mr. Edward, I was derelict in my duties as a housekeeper.
And as a normal person, I am also derelict in my duty.
I witnessed so much darkness, but I didn't stand up when I was needed. I just kept blaming myself, feeling guilty, and regretting.
I am a useless person.
Until my death, I was unwilling to face my own mistakes.
hope……
That notebook can help you.
Sinner: Findilt
…
After reading the contents of the letter, a trace of doubt appeared in the eyes of the middle-aged police chief.
Regarding 'Edward', he had read the information. It was a normal disappearance case. According to his experience, Edward should have left on his own.
But the letter in his hand told him that Edward's disappearance seemed not simple.
Moreover, it seems to be related to Findilt.
However, the middle-aged police chief did not immediately investigate the matter. He looked at the notebook inside the package.
When he opened the notebook and saw the contents clearly, excitement appeared on his face.
Ahmaud's ledger!
Not only does Ahmaud have hidden properties, but there are also detailed records!
More importantly, these records include the names of traders.
There are some big names among them!
“What an unexpected bonus!”
The middle-aged police chief took a deep breath.
He had a premonition that he would discover something big, but what he didn't expect was that it would be so big.
Just look at those names above!
Every one of them is a big deal!
And the combination of everything is enough to shake the entire Cherry City!
He is really insignificant in front of them. If he takes action like this, David can guarantee that he will disappear quietly. A car accident? A revenge?
Or simply commit suicide?
As for his boss?
The signature last night and everything before had already made him understand who his boss was.
He cannot rely on the other party.
He couldn't even rely on the people in Cherry City.
It can be said that at this moment, he was surrounded by enemies.
Thinking of this, the middle-aged police chief smiled.
difficult.
Like thorns all over the front.
He could already foresee it.
He will definitely be stabbed till his blood drips.
However, this does not mean that he will ignore the helplessness and despair represented by each transaction information.
He remembered the oath he took when he became a policeman——
I will protect and respect everyone in a fair, honest, diligent and impartial spirit.
I will do my best to maintain and maintain peace and prevent all crimes that damage persons and property.
I will stick to...
justice!
Now it's time for him to fulfill his vow.
The middle-aged police sergeant put the notebook away and put it in his pocket, which surprised the young assistant who was waiting to flip through it. He was about to read the contents of the notebook.
"It's not time for you yet."
"Now... I am enough."
"Hunter, how long has it been since you took a vacation?"
"Go and rest, I'll give you a day off!"
After David finished speaking, he walked out.
He knows exactly what he wants to do.
He also knew the consequences of doing so.
After that, he could no longer gain a foothold in Cherry City.
Even death will follow you.
Then stop dragging others down.
He alone is enough.
In the parking lot of the police station, David opened the car door and just got in. The passenger door opened and Hunter came in. The young assistant fastened his seat belt on his own.
"Let's go, together."
said the young assistant.
"Hunter?"
The middle-aged police chief was stunned.
Then, the police chief sighed.
"Do you know what I'm going to do?"
"What will we face again?"
the middle-aged police chief asked.
"I know, I'm not a fool, your expression tells me everything."
"That's why I don't allow you to be a hero alone."
"We are partners."
"If we become heroes, of course it will be two people!"
The young assistant turned his head and said with a smile.
In the morning light, the young face still looked immature, but was enthusiastic and determined.
"You are such a fool!"
David said softly.
"Fool? Aren't you the same?"
Hunter chuckled.
"Yes, we are all fools."
The middle-aged police chief took a deep breath, extended his hand to his assistant, and introduced himself as if meeting for the first time.
