Listening to Albert's speech is indeed a pleasing thing to the eye and comfortable to the ears. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info even if you elect ten or a hundred more times, the result will still be the same. Albert's appearance is much better than that of the assassinated Kennedy, I don't know how much better, if he really waits for one day to become president, nothing else will be talked about, first of all, he is the most handsome in history.

Cheng Qianxun's eyes were attracted by the things above his head, and like last time, the podium was not set in the middle, but on the side, which could reduce the range of shots. Albert was standing in front of the upstairs railing, so that the people upstairs could look down at him and increase the public.

The people standing above filled the railing in a circle, of course, this section is relatively small, and people are willing to see the front, not the top of their heads.

There was a person who walked along the path of the prototype from the side, and she could tell at a glance that something was wrong, this person was also very ordinary-looking, not tall or short, and did not stand out in the crowd. But I always feel that the other party's eyes are not quite the same, and there is that indescribable yin owl in his eyes. As he walked, he stared at Albert, who was giving a speech downstairs, the kind of gaze that only happens when he wanted to kill, and walked step by step towards the direction closest to Albert's head.

Looking up, Albert was hung with a huge ornament above his head, a huge golden four-pointed star, sharp underneath, even if it was blunt, if it was smashed down, he would not die or be seriously injured.

"No~" She felt more and more that something was wrong, as if she had seen the ornament fall and plunge straight into Albert's body.

"What's wrong?" Sneijder sensed that something wasn't right in her mood and followed her gaze.

Regardless of whether it was a misjudgment or not, she left Snead's arms and ran to Albert, shouting in a frenzy, "Go away, quick!" ”

The man pushed away the man standing in front of him ... "Get out of the way!" She screamed and pushed the people in front of her and rushed towards Albert.

"Bah, bah~" The gunshot rang out, and there were screams all around, and the people who ran away squatted on the spot, and the person did not run away and squat, but took out something from his pocket.

Snead was heard yelling, "Kill him!" "Sneijder must have pulled out his gun and shot into the sky so that this guy was exposed.

The other teammates and the bodyguard with the gun all pulled out their guns and shot at the guy, and the bullets hit the railing and sparked. He also slowed down the other party, but he still stretched out his arm and pushed the ornament hard.

The thrust caused the ornament to swing forward, and when it came back by inertia, he swung it, and the strong steel rope broke at once, and the large ornament hanging in the air fell sharply... And Albert stood on the stage, not knowing what was happening, and raised his head to see... At the same time, Cheng Qianxun had already sprinted to the front of the stage and pounced desperately. Holding Albert on the stage, he fell to the ground, and with a loud "knock~", the four-pointed star fell on the podium.

She gasped and hugged Albert tightly.

"Oh roar~" Albert frowned: "Can you get up?" ”

"Excuse me, are you alright?" She hurried to her feet.

"It's okay, thank you for saving me, but you almost broke my spine." Albert sat up cautiously with his waist propped up.

Hurry up and dodge, you can't be in this pose for too long, or those reporters will take big shots again. When the reporter came running with the camera, she stood up with a grunt and flashed to the corner next to her.

Try not to be seen, and be careful to poke your head out to check the situation. The force of the decoration was really great, even if it was hollow, but it was metal after all. The wooden table and microphone were smashed, and the round table top made of cement and marble was smashed: the stones were torn apart and the cement blocks came out.

She slipped all the way upstairs, and there were already five or six bodyguards up, and everyone else was watching, and the bodyguards didn't stop her when they saw her, so that she could get closer.

The man had been killed, shot in the head and lying in a pool of blood. Rudolph was there, and the head of the bodyguard was checking the situation.

"How?" She tried not to stand too close, and she also needed to leave some for the police, too many footprints would affect the evidence at the scene.

Rudolph didn't touch what was in the other party's hand, just rummaged through the pockets on the corpse, and stood up after turning it over: "Wearing body armor, nothing, leave it to the police." ”

She went to see the other party's hand, it was a very small wire cutting tool, obviously it was still specially processed or special, and it was cut off at once and could hang more than 20 catties of metal decoration. It also proves that everything is planned in advance.

"Mr. Albert, what do you think about the two murders in two days... As for Mr. Cruz's death, is it also a murder death... "The reporters surrounded Albert in an airtight airtight area. There were also reporters running upstairs, and the bodyguards stopped them at the elevator entrance.

"Although I don't know who is trying to kill me, I will never bow down to this evil force that profits from murder. I have always regretted Mr. Cruze's death, but I dare not jump to conclusions until the police have investigated it clearly. Albert replied calmly, because he had just returned from the ghost gate, and even the most powerful person was still a little pale.

If a sharp metal ornament had been inserted into the body for a second just now, the consequences would have been unimaginable. A tragic death, a death that will be quite ugly.

Albert had to answer a few more questions to show that he was not afraid. By the time she and her teammates left, the sirens of the police car were already sounding from far to near, and Albert, under the protection of Barron and his bodyguards, went to the mall manager's office to cooperate with the police investigation.

Walking out of the side door, a bodyguard ran over: "Everyone, go back to the hotel first, Albert and Mr. Barron will come later." He pointed to a seven-seater van behind him.

After getting in the car, everyone didn't speak, and there were some things that didn't need to be said in a hurry.

After returning to the hotel, afternoon tea was also arranged for them. With coffee in hand, and in the absence of anyone else, Rudolph said of the corpse he inspected: "About five feet nine inches tall, and if you are tall, you can be a thug, not a killer." The calluses on his fingers are very light, and he can only be said to be an ordinary bodyguard-level goods. ”

"What about fist and foot kung fu?" Regel asked curiously.

"Not good!" Rudolph raised his fist and explained: "People who practice boxing regularly, the skin here on their fingers will be rough. Even if you practice boxing, wearing protective gloves, the tendons on the back of your hands will be much thicker than ordinary people, in order to let more blood pass, you can take a look at the hands of people who specialize in boxing. ”

"Really?" She took Sneiard's hand.

"Oops, the body has been different for a long time, but it makes sense, the hand used to be like this." Sneijder also showed her that the green tendons on the back of her hand were not obvious. From the moment he became an undead, his body was somewhat different from when he was alive, first of all, his skin was much more delicate, although it was not as delicate and pale as a vampire, but it didn't need calluses and thickened blood vessels to adapt to the needs of exercise. Rudolph continued to analyze: "With a bulletproof vest under his shirt, it was thanks to Gordon, a marksman, who punched him through the head, otherwise he would have escaped. A van was waiting outside, and he was ready to jump out of the window, jump on the roof of the car, jump on the ground, run away or drive away. Even if the car had a license plate, it should have been stolen, but you can find some clues from where it was stolen. There are too many detective films in this world, which encourages many untalented people to be villains. If you don't guess wrong, this guy doesn't know where to get any benefits, and is willing to take risks, better than gangsters, and far worse than professionals. ”

"And who's behind it?" She asks questions.

"I don't know, anyone can possibly. But one thing is for sure, the level of this person behind the scenes is not very good, otherwise he would not have sent such an inferior guy. Rudolph took his coffee and drank it very elegantly, and sometimes he looked amused, like an old widower with a habit of cleanliness, even if it was elegant, with a little lewdness and restraint.

Sneijder laughed: "It's not that the opponent can't do it, it's that you're too strong." Turns to kill, how many people in this world can compare to you? ”

Rudolph raised his head, as if in thought, and then said lightly, "That's right. "It's a low-key pride, and it makes everyone feel funny.

At this moment the door opened, and Albert strode in.

Snead said with a bit of sarcasm: "For those who can't even enter the gates of hell, our doors are quite easy to enter. ”

Albert smiled slightly, bent down and took a slice of butter cookie: "I guess you shouldn't have rested, so I came in." Stuffed the cookie into his mouth.

"Well, it tastes good." He chewed, "Who can make me a cup of coffee?" ”

"I'm coming!" Snead snatched the coffee pot first, not letting her do it.

"Not only coffee, but chairs." Gordon gave up his place and went to the room to get another chair.

"Thank you!" Albert sat down and took the coffee: "Any clues?" ”

"Haven't we ever gone out and done it behind closed doors?" She asked rhetorically, "What clues do you have?" ”

Albert took a big sip and exhaled: "I don't know, when the police know, I will die in the third assassination attempt if I find it." I've already sent Barron to check on the people and the car, and I should be able to find out who it is sooner. ”

"You're still using Barron?" Rudolph sneered: "Don't you doubt it? ”

After all, Barron's suspicion is the greatest, although he can't inherit Albert's inheritance, but after Albert didn't get any more oil and water here, he killed Albert and only made more profits.

Albert exhaled, "Only let him do it, or he'll know I'm suspicious of him." ”

Then he raised his coffee, and before drinking it, there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth: "So I photographed someone else to follow him." ”

Suddenly everyone laughed secretly, this is a good way. If Barron is not allowed to investigate, he is clearly suspicious; And let him investigate, and then send someone to follow, then if he is behind the scenes, he will definitely be exposed. That's brilliant! (To be continued.) )