The Edward family was once the uncrowned king of Cherry City.
That family not only owns the only bank in Cherry City, but also has businesses throughout the city. It also relies on minerals in exchange for necessary resources in other cities.
Controls the economic lifeline of the entire city.
Provide countless jobs throughout the city.
You never thought a family could do that.
At that time, even the so-called Speaker was nothing more than a lapdog following orders in front of the Edward family.
But, that was all in the past.
An unexpected appearance makes all the glory disappear.
Edward thought about resisting at that time.
But he knew how futile resistance was in the face of 'that accident'.
So, he chose another way.
That way only exists in legend.
The world has no chance to see it.
Just heard.
Heard about it from generation to generation.
It's like a bedtime story.
No!
Just a bedtime story!
Things in the world are so wonderful, and the truth is often hidden in this kind of bedtime story that children love.
Edward discovered the clue.
Clues were also unearthed.
because……
He has money!
He spent enough money to dig out the clues contained in these stories.
Then, he succeeded.
As for his previous losers?
Most of them are not as rich as him.
Not as crazy as him.
After all, not everyone will be shut down like him.
However, that is the past tense.
Now!
He's back!
He wants to take over Cherry City!
He wants the name Edward to be forever imprinted in the history of Cherry City!
With splendor and glory!
And now, comes the most critical step.
However, there was no trace of anxiety on Edward's face. He walked on the street with a cane.
Gunshots and explosions continued.
Edward narrowed his eyes with a hint of memory.
The same was true of Cherry City in the past.
He followed his fathers and used the guns and cannons in his hands to open up his own territory bit by bit.
Now!
It's finally getting back to normal.
To welcome me back!
Play a salute for your king!
good.
It's what I'm looking forward to.
Edward smiled and walked towards his destination with a smile.
…
Tois heard the gunshots and explosions outside, and a gloomy look appeared on his already gloomy face.
This was different from what he and his brother had planned.
In the afternoon, he was sent to intercept David and after Hunter's men were killed, everything was out of his control.
The package sent to Sheriff David was naturally sent by him in the name of 'Fendilt'.
He wanted Dodd to walk around without food.
Although Ahmaud is dead, Ahmaud's property is still there, and Dodd's housekeeper Pang Er has taken over these properties overnight last night.
Tois was not surprised by this.
Dodd has been coveting Ahmaud's huge profits for more than a day or two.
Therefore, as long as he hands the notebook to Sheriff David, the upright Sheriff will definitely come forward.
Moreover, the other party is not an idiot and will definitely reveal the crimes recorded in the notebook in a more secure way.
Everything was just as Tois speculated.
At least, the first half is the same.
Sheriff David notified the parents of the 'missing girls', and then the parents poured into Cherry City.
Next, according to his plan, it will be his and his brother's turn to come forward to 'deliver justice'!
Take Dodd, who 'owns' these properties, to court.
Of course, the other party's crimes are not limited to these.
And the murder of Sheriff David Hunter.
But after the interception and framing failed, everything was out of his control.
Who can tell him why there are parents who can kill several heavily armed bodyguards with their bare hands, and why there are parents who can modify killing machines?
Why do seemingly ordinary parents carry all kinds of guns with them?
Moreover, they dared to directly attack the residence of a big shot?
Aren't they afraid of death?
Tois, who has run out of tricks, never understands what a child means to his parents.
I don’t understand even more what parents can do for their children who may be lost and found again.
It doesn't take much, just tell any parent who has lost a child, your child is in hell, I know where the road is, I'm just going to show it to you.
Then?
These parents will rush in.
They won't hesitate.
Because losing a child is like living in hell for parents.
What’s the point of going to hell to look for children now?
At worst, it will turn hell upside down.
They have no fear of death.
They just want their children to come back to them.
Even if there is only a little bit of hope, that's fine.
Thomas didn't understand this.
But he understood that something unexpected happened to the plan and he had to make up for it.
Otherwise, the parliamentary position he is about to obtain will disappear.
"What should I do?"
Tois frowned and thought, with a glass of red wine in his hand.
Tasting wine is Tois' habit when thinking.
This time was no exception. He raised his hand and touched the wine glass.
But it came up empty.
Tois was startled, but his reaction speed was extremely fast.
As the whole person jumped forward, the gun appeared in his hand.
Tois didn't know how the other party sneaked into his home, but he knew that the guy who could sneak into his room quietly under many surveillance cameras was definitely not an easy person.
Therefore, Tois, holding the gun in his hand, turned around and fired twice directly in the direction of the wine glass.
Bang, bang!
He could not confirm the opponent's position, but instinctively chose the last position.
Of course, shooting like this is also a reminder.
Alert the people living in houses 221 and 223 that he is in danger.
Nos. 221, 222, and 223, Yangtao Street. Except for No. 222, which is registered, 221 and 223 are all registered in the names of people who have nothing to do with him. In fact, they are all his properties.
Moreover, in houses No. 221 and 223, there are three disguised bodyguards living respectively.
As long as there is any abnormality here, six bodyguards will swarm in and solve the trouble for him.
This is also Tois's design.
He knew very well that as Todini's younger brother, he would naturally be targeted by some people.
There is no guarantee that these people will not use any means.
Instead of waiting for someone to come to your door, it is better to take the initiative directly.
The bullet penetrated the wall.
No one!
Tois looked at the place behind him, and then turned around again in a hurry.
Still no one!
Thomas frowned.
He believed that there couldn't be no one, but he just didn't see it.
And why hasn't his bodyguard arrived yet?
"Are you waiting for those bodyguards?"
A voice came from behind.
Tois immediately turned around and raised his gun to aim at the position behind him.
In the sofa chair he was just working on, a well-dressed man in a black dress was sitting there.
The other person's cane stood on one side, leaning against the armrest of the sofa. There was a ruby ring on the index finger of his right hand that was holding the wine glass.
When he saw the other person, Tois felt that he looked familiar, but he couldn't remember when he saw the other person. However, this did not prevent Tois from pulling the trigger.
As for answering the other party’s questions?
Dead people don't need to hear answers.
Bang bang bang!
This time, seeing the target, Tois pulled the trigger repeatedly.
Then, his eyes widened involuntarily.
Warhead! Disappeared!
When the projectiles shot out approached the man in front of him, they suddenly slowed down and appeared in Tois's eyes. Then, after layers of ripples appeared in the air, these projectiles disappeared one after another.
The gun in his hand was ineffective, causing Tois's Adam's apple to pound up and down involuntarily.
He nervously wanted to swallow a mouthful of saliva, but found that his throat had become dry without any moisture.
"Are all gentlemen today like this?"
After taking a sip of the wine in the glass, Edward put down the glass and looked at Tois in front of him.
At this time, Tois finally remembered who the person in front of him was when he heard the word 'gentleman'.
Edward!
Findilt's former employer!
When Findilt evaluates his former employer, he mostly uses one word to describe him: gentleman.
"You, why are you here?"
"Don't you want to die?"
Tois asked with his cheek twitching slightly.
He doesn't really care about the other person's life or death, he only cares about his own.
You know, he killed the other party's housekeeper.
Although the agreement between the other party and the butler has ended, the two parties have had a relationship for nearly thirty years. This is a well-known fact among the upper class of Cherry City.
And now, the other party comes to visit, why?
Almost subconsciously, Tois began to retreat.
Although it is impossible to determine the opponent's methods, it is correct to distance oneself.
But as soon as Tois stepped back, he found that his vision was spinning.
He saw the ceiling, the carpet, and...his body.
Headless body!
My head?
Am I dead?
Tois' eyes widened and his mouth opened, as if he didn't want to accept the facts, but the breath of life disappeared directly, and his soul fell silent and disappeared.
Edward carried the head.
The strange thing is that not a drop of blood flowed out.
No matter whether it was the head or the body without the head, there was no blood sprayed out.
"The second one."
As Edward said this, he placed Tois's head on the coffee table next to his hand, and then opened his palms to the still standing corpse.
Then, pinched hard.
Crunch, crunch.
With the sound of bones and flesh tearing apart, Tois's body was crushed to pieces.
Then, the shattered body was put into the box.
This was a box that Edward had prepared in advance. The size was just right. After sealing the box, Edward placed Tois's head on the top of the box. After moving the box and the head to the road, he put a note on it.
On the forehead of the head.
I saw this note saying: It's boring, not fun.
The night wind blew this note.
Blah, blah.
The paper made a crisp sound.
Like a starting gun, blood spurted out from Tois's head wound and the body fragments in the box at this moment.
Within a few breaths, the middle of the road was occupied by bright red.
After glancing at his work, Edward took out a white handkerchief and wiped his palms, which had no stains at all.
"Fendilt is a nice guy."
"So, I should avenge him."
Edward said this, with a trace of sadness on his face.
"Are these crocodile tears?"
A voice came from not far away.
McCall stared at Edward coldly. After hearing the general situation of the entire incident from his cell phone, this private detective who adhered to principles and justice was already furious.
He wished he could kill Edward with one shot.
But he chose to follow Jason's advice: stall for time.
"Why did you do that?"
"Why reenact the scene from the second case of Cross Street Stalker?"
McCall asked.
If it could still be explained by copycat criminals at the beginning, it has already gone beyond this category.
Could the person who caused riots in the entire city be a simple copycat?
Or to be more precise, Edward, who has caused chaos in the entire Cherry City, would actually reappear in the second case of "Cross Street Stalker" at this moment, which is incredible in itself.
Facing McCall's question, Edward did not take action and looked at McCall seriously.
"It was faster than I thought."
"As expected of the person I carefully selected."
"How did you guess that I would attack Tois?"
Edward did not answer, but asked instead.
"Since you have investigated us and carefully arranged all this, why don't you guess why I know?"
McCall, who remembered Jason's instructions to delay time, asked the same question.
A smile appeared on Edward's face.
He said with a chuckle.
"You? John? Brian? Jason?"
One name after another rang out from Edward's mouth.
Jason is the last one.
When he said this name, Edward couldn't help but shook his head and let out a sigh.
"I didn't expect it to be Jason."
"I kind of underestimated him."
"I only regarded him as an insignificant pawn and focused on the three of you. I didn't expect him to discover me. Is it because Findilt revealed some information unconsciously?"
"He's always like this, otherwise, I wouldn't have had to cover up so much before."
Edward sighed as he spoke.
At this moment, Edward should be talking about the three people who died first in his 'disappearance case'. McCall had investigated these and looked at Edward with an increasingly unkind look.
But Edward still kept smiling.
"You can't die!"
"So, go to sleep!"
Edward said softly.
The next moment, McCall fell asleep standing up and didn't wake up even after falling to the ground.
At this time, Jason, John and Brian arrived almost in no particular order.
Brian grabbed McCall and slapped McCall's cheek hard, but no matter how hard Brian tried, McCall couldn't wake up.
"it's useless."
"He can't wake up without my permission."
"My knight."
Edward glanced at Brian, John and the unconscious McCall with a smile.
Then, his eyes fell on Jason.
Suddenly, the smile disappeared.
Only strong malice and murderous intent remained.
Edward said in a tone of extreme hatred: "You, a writer who does not write seriously, lacks logic, is full of loopholes but is self-righteous and superfluous, really deserve death!"
Jason was startled.
It's not surprising that the other party has read his book.
But this hatred?
Could it be that his book was serialized at the time and he updated it?
He has no memory of that time.
Can't remember clearly.
However, this does not prevent Jason from making inferences based on the situation at the scene.
"So, are you going to correct the irrationality?"
"Make it perfect?"
Jason asked tentatively.
"certainly!"
"My world must be...perfect!"
Edward nodded without hesitation, and then his figure began to grow larger and his muscles began to grow.
More importantly, Edward's face became exactly the same as Jason's.
Wearing a ripped tuxedo, he strode towards Jason.
His actions were exactly the same as Jason's.
Then, he stood in front of Jason and declared word for word.
