Chapter 46: Running at Night (Part II)

The man and woman in the study had begun to linger, and although Sherlock's face had turned red from the effects of alcohol, his expression was strangely calm.

It wasn't until both pistols were loaded with ammunition that Sherlock kicked open the secret door of the secret room, startling the two cheating men and women.

When Sherlock entered the study, he saw the two of them lying on the desk where Thassarian used to work before his death, and the man above heard the movement and turned his head, and met a pair of angry eyes at a glance.

The tax collector is indeed much younger and handsome than the old and pot-bellied Thassarian, no wonder Sherlock's stepmother is willing to hook up with him, but all this in front of him only makes Sherlock angry.

Boom!

Sherlock is a shot without saying a word, he usually plays with firearms, of course, he is not a sharpshooter, but with such a short distance between the two, no matter how bad his marksmanship is, he will not be empty.

The lead bullet directly entered the tax officer's chest, but it did not kill him in the first place, but the most terrible thing about the lead bullet is that it has a soft texture, and it rolls and shatters after entering the human body, forming a cavity effect, causing more damage.

The tax collector slipped and fell to the ground like mud, wailing in a miserable voice, and Sherlock's stepmother screamed, and when she saw Sherlock raise her other pistol against her again, she suddenly stopped as if someone had choked her.

The woman who can be married home by the leader of the local chamber of commerce is naturally extremely beautiful, but in Sherlock's eyes at this time, she feels extremely ugly.

"Sherlock, you can't do this, if you kill someone, you'll be arrested," the woman looked a little anxious, and although she was afraid, she grasped the point and tried to convince Sherlock, "If you're not there, the family's business will be over." ”

"Is there anything my father is sorry for you?" Sherlock didn't answer, just asked calmly, "Of course I know that you don't really like my father, but leave if it's a big deal, you know what kind of character he is, he won't embarrass you, and will give you enough compensation, he has been good to you all these years, and the inheritance you have given you is enough to worry about the rest of your life, isn't that enough?"

I don't know if it's because of the imminent threat of death, or because of the discovery of conscience, Sherlock's stepmother cried bitterly: "I was wrong, Sherlock, but you really can't kill me, if you are caught, the Shining Gold Trading Company will be finished." ”

Sherlock didn't respond for a long time, and the woman was overjoyed, thinking that he had relented.

"Are you really determined that I am bent on maintaining the family business, so I can only be manipulated by you at will?" After a long time, he heard Sherlock sigh and asked softly, "The robbers last year were actually found by you, right?"

The woman looked up in shock.

Boom!

A gunshot rang out, and this time Sherlock had time to aim, and hit the opponent more accurately, directly hitting the opponent in the forehead.

Buckshot peeked through the back of the head, carrying a small piece of skull, and Sherlock's stepmother's corpse was still stunned, and she fell to the ground with a "poof", lying in a pool of blood with the corpse of the tax collector who had gradually lost her life.

Sherlock remained in a shooting position, motionless, until there was a knock on the door of the study, and he raised his pistol, which was actually depleted, and pointed it at it.

After hearing the movement, the housekeeper who rushed to see the situation in the study called out with a pale face: "Young, young master!"

Whether it was the corpse on the ground or Sherlock holding a gun at this time, he felt scared and strange.

"Tell all the people in the villa to leave, immediately!" Sherlock's emotionless voice sounded, "From today onwards, you are all fired, let's go, if you don't leave, you won't have a chance." ”

After killing two people, Sherlock knew that the officials who were already eyeing him would not let go of his business with his family.

The butler didn't dare to say anything more in the face of the muzzle, and reluctantly gave Sherlock one last salute and walked away quickly.

When the butler left, Sherlock walked behind his desk and took out a small box from the drawer, which opened to reveal an antique gold coin.

It was bought by Sherlock's great-grandfather from a sailor, and it is very commemorative, and the family trading company and the chamber of commerce obtained the word "shining gold" from it.

Sherlock put the box in his arms, took out a bottle of spirits from the wine cabinet, tilted his head and took a few sips, the liquor spilled from the corner of his mouth, he wiped it casually with his sleeve, and then picked up his arm.

Syllable!

The expensive liquor was smashed directly onto the desk by Sherlock, and the aroma of the wine overflowed, but he didn't stop, took out a few more bottles of spirits from the wine cabinet, ran to the secret room and smashed them open, and took out the books and documents that recorded important information about the trading company and chamber of commerce in the secret room, such as the account books in the secret room, and threw them on the ground.

It wasn't until all this was done that Sherlock lit a match, hesitated for a moment, and threw it into the spirit-soaked ledger.

He's not going to let that bullshit count get his hands on these things so easily, so that he can easily control the Chamber of Commerce.

……

The fire was raging, and the servants fled in panic from the smoke-billowing villa.

Sherlock looked at the set fire to the villa, and it was only then that he couldn't help but look pained.

Sherlock has always thought highly of himself, but he didn't expect that the family business that had been broken through several generations of his family would be defeated in his hands!

The fire had gradually alarmed the people nearby, Sherlock wiped his eyes, took one last look at the villa, and ran towards the dock without looking back.

He'll be back, will definitely be back.

……

For pirates, the availability of soldiers has always been a big problem.

The navy is rooted in the whole world, and they can recruit from all over the world at any time, whether it is talent or mediocre hands, the navy will never be short of people.

Although pirates are often compared to the navy, in fact, compared to the navy that belongs to an overall system, the pirates are actually scattered, independent, and uneven in quality, and the vast majority of pirates are a group of homeless people and locusts without roots, and do not have a stable supply of talents like the navy.

But it is not okay not to recruit people carefully, because unless you have the aura of the protagonist, it will be difficult for the pirates to ensure that they are not killed or injured after a battle, and if they can't replenish their manpower in time, they will become weaker and weaker, and eventually fall to the bottom.

Therefore, people can often see that pirate groups are often full of scoundrels, hooligans, drunkards and other inferior goods, because the pirate group has no better choice, and can only take away some people who are willing to get on the ship when passing by a place, and in the vast majority of places, among the people who are willing to board the pirate ship, the proportion of this kind of goods is very large.

This kind of sloppy and casual approach, William had seen it before when he was in the Denton Pirates, and he had never been used to it, but now, he liked the pirates' recruiting style very much.

This allows him to easily get into the Redbeard Pirates' ship.