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"Bolva, you've worked hard these days."

On the returning carriage, Delov adjusted his mood, looked at his unsmiling subordinate in front of him and sighed softly.

"Thank you, sir, for your concern, we just did our part." Bolva said without arrogance.

When Droff heard this, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer people in the administrative office of the kingdom who can be as capable and pragmatic and responsible as him and his subordinates in the investigation department, but in fact, there has never been a shortage of capable and practical talents in this kingdom, but various reasons restrict their future.

Lack of talent, suppression by superiors, these are not the real keys.

He was well aware that it was the country's hierarchical social system that really controlled their fate.

No matter how hard they work and how sleek they are...... However, it was always the noble family that ruled the country, and over the centuries, the constant marriage and union of the nobles developed into an unbreakable and huge power group, and they occupied a strong position in the economy and politics of the kingdom, and even the army was inevitably encroached upon, and sometimes even the king had to be subject to them.

They cut off the future of the people, and they will never allow the lowly commoners to threaten their status, so this also creates a cruel status quo of "the upper class is noble, and the lower class is commoners".

Delov was not a nobleman, but he was fortunate enough to marry the daughter of a down-and-out aristocratic family, and it was because of this that he was able to gradually reach his current position.

But his status is also coming to an end.

In the final analysis, even if he marries a young lady from a down-and-out aristocratic family, his identity remains unchanged, he is still a commoner, a lucky person who ascends to the throne with the help of other people's aristocratic clothes.

Unless-

"Bolva, would you like to take up a position in the Tonghua District Sheriff's Mansion after this investigation is over?" Delov admires the ability of his subordinates in front of him, and if he continues to stay in the Investigation Section, his abilities will be almost impossible to use, and he is probably the only one who is willing to appreciate and reuse him.

He was still young, and like his fellow Investigators who had suffered the same thing, Delov was unwilling to watch their precious youth go to waste.

There aren't many lucky ones, and they aren't.

Bolva was silent for a long time, he knew the obvious solicitation in Delov's words, and at the same time, he also understood that if he returned to the investigation of Corey he would only remain silent, his ability, his talent, should he be so wasted? And Delov himself was once a veteran figure in the investigation of Corey's fame, and he had no reason to refuse his solicitation.

But...... Can the sheriff's job, which is quite idle most of the time, allow him to use his abilities and ambitions?

The most important thing is that he is the man of the four princes.

Thinking of the current situation of the fourth prince, he had to think about it more.

He is a smart man, although his personality is not tactful enough, and even a little stubborn and old-fashioned, and he will easily offend others if he does not take it lightly; But he understands the truth of political dumping.

Delov sensed the hesitation in Bolva's eyes and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Now you don't have to answer me, wait until it's over, and then tell me your decision."

He said.

"Thank you, sir." Bolva breathed a sigh of relief and thanked Dlove.

Delov shook his head, turned the topic to business, and said: "Although there has been a breakthrough in the investigation now, the monitoring of the target's whereabouts cannot be relaxed in the slightest, especially in the treatment of Andyne!" ”

"Sir! Are you worried about that mysterious middle-aged man? Bolva said solemnly.

"Maybe—"

At this moment, Delov suddenly felt a throbbing, his heart beat faster, and a sense of fear and uneasiness arose.

He didn't know why he felt this way, as if he smelled death.

"Bolva!"

"The subordinates are here!"

"If I die suddenly, you must tell Lord Sù Roslin all the information of the investigation, and there must be no accidents."

Bolva was stunned, looked at the solemn Delof and said, "Sir...... Is someone going to kill you? ”

In the bumpy carriage, Delov tilted his head back in his seat and closed his eyes, and let out a long sigh softly from his nose.

"I don't know...... But I feel this way. Delov laughed at himself with a bitter face: "I knew from the beginning that this was a dangerous investigation, and it would not be a surprise if one day I would die because of it." ”

"So, sir, you-"

"It's something I can't refuse." Delov shook his head, "Maybe I thought about refusing, but after I chose to intervene in this investigation, there was no turning back. ”

Borva was silent.

Why did he choose that path, and does he now regret his decision?

He didn't know, it was his choice.

Everyone has their own choices, whether they are right or wrong, and others will never understand why what seems wrong in their eyes is what they insist is right.

Delov looked out the window at the slowly disappearing streetscape, intentionally or unintentionally.

In his mind, he seemed to vaguely see his assistant, who was standing in the gray alley, his hands on his severed and bloody neck, and his mouth seemed to be saying something, but unfortunately, he couldn't hear anything.

He looked at his wide eyes, slowly bleeding tears, sad, unwilling......

"Chief Delov, the place has arrived."

Suddenly, Borva's voice pulled him back from his fantasy to reality, and when his mind suddenly cleared, it turned out that the carriage had stopped firmly in front of the gate of the sheriff's palace.

"Bolva, you go back first, I have some other things to deal with for the time being."

As he got out of the carriage and was about to return to his office, he said to Borva.

"Yes sir, see you tomorrow then."

Bolva looked at the back of Delov leaving, a worried look on his face, and after the silence of that conversation, he noticed that Delov had been in a trance, and he faintly felt ominous.

……

With a cup of hot tea in his hand, Delov stood very quietly in front of the wall filled with countless pieces of information, and it was still early in the morning, and he decided to sort out the clues of the investigation in his mind again.

Are there omissions, are there deviations, are there errors......

He looked very closely, but the more he looked, the clearer the murderer in his mind became.

There is nothing wrong in his thinking, and if he is wrong in judgment, it can only mean that the intelligence information is wrong.

Sitting back at his desk, Delov pulled open a drawer, reached out and took something out of it, held it in his hand, and unfolded his palm, which was the identity plate of his assistant that he had always kept.

Bray Elowen.

That's his assistant's name, and this year, he's only 24 years old.

And he died.

In the most precious years of his life.

Fate is so ruthless, life is so humorous.

If he had taken the case perfunctorily, maybe he wouldn't have hidden his stubborn investigation from a sneaky person, maybe he wouldn't have died in that alley.

But there are no ifs.

Sometimes, a single decision can affect life and death, is the world so ridiculous?

He clutched the nameplate in his hand tightly, and if a person cannot be resurrected from the dead, let me use my life to fulfill your last wish for you.

As the sun sets, the sky turns crimson, the bustling streets begin to fall silent, and Delov is returning home in a horse-drawn carriage. Thinking of the warmth of his wife and children waiting at the dining table, those heavy and depressed thoughts faded away.

He will not bring any love from his work home, no matter how painful, irritable, or sorrowful...... Once all kinds of negative feelings are brought home, they will cause regretful contradictions.

When he was young, he didn't have these self-awareness, and when he returned home, he would often vent his bitterness to his wife, nagging about his boss's colleagues or all kinds of grievances about investigating cases.

But when he had his first child, his personality and temper began to change slowly, as if overnight, the young and impulsive and full of sharpness gradually matured.

"Lola, I'm back, babies, where are you? Let my father, who has been thinking about you all day, come and take a look! ”

After opening the door, Delov shouted into the room in his usual cheerful voice.

But this time...... He didn't see his children flying in his arms, he didn't see his wife smiling at him, he didn't even hear the slightest sound or movement.

"Lola, baby, are you playing hide and seek with me again?"

Perhaps there had been a similar experience, and after a brief moment of consternation, Delov chuckled and shook his head, and then wandered around the room nonchalantly.

There was no one in the living room.

There was no one in the bedroom.

There was no one in the restaurant.

He stopped, his smiling face growing solemn.

Because, there was no dinner prepared at the table at all, and even the kitchenware in the restaurant remained untouched.

Maybe it was a professional relationship, and his heart suddenly became vigilant, was this really a prank of his wife and children?

Today, there is still a place in the house that has not been searched.

That's the storage room underground.

He took a sharp, sharp knife from the dining room and held it in his hand, still calling out to his wife in a cheerful tone, as his steps drew closer to the door of the pantry.

"Click-"

The door to the storage room was unlocked.

"Lola, baby, I know you're in there, don't play with Daddy, Daddy has already found you."

As he spoke, he cautiously opened the door, the knife hidden behind him was always on guard for emergencies, the crack in the door was widened little by little, and the dark storage room gradually came into view.

Gently leaning out his foot, the hand that opened the door began to fumble for the magic light switch on the inner wall, and before he could react, the door was suddenly slammed shut!

"Ahh

In an instant, Delov didn't have time to react at all, his arms and ankles were suddenly hit hard, he fell to the ground with a cry of pain, and the dinner knife he was holding behind his back also fell to the ground.

Just as he was about to turn his head to look at the door of the storage room, a mysterious black shadow appeared in front of him, just in a trance, and his cheek was suddenly attacked with a ferocious attack.

Blank brains, brief paralysis, cracked teeth flying out...... In a drowsy state, his neck was pinched and lifted, and his blurred vision was dragged into the storage room before he could see the other person's appearance clearly.

……

The magic lamp is turned on.

In the large, messy storage room, Delov was casually thrown to the floor, coughing in pain, and his briefly blank brain began to wake up.

Bandit? Thief?

What about Lola? What about children?

Just as he was thinking about the problems of his wife and children, Delov's mood suddenly became anxious, and he hurriedly prepared to get up, regardless of the pain in his body.

But—

Another sharp blow, his head was hit hard again, and the whole person instantly became weak and collapsed to the ground.

"Doff?"

In his ears, in the drowsiness, he seemed to hear an unfamiliar voice calling out to him, and unconsciously responded.

"Who?"

"Looks like I'm not looking for the wrong person." The voice said.

"Who are you? If you are a robber, please spare me and my family, and I will give you a lot of kintor in return......" Delov said weakly after regaining consciousness a little.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Delov, I'm not a robber." That's humane.

"Not robbers, not robbers...... You are!! ”

His eyes widened suddenly, and his expression was filled with fear.

"That's right, I'm the one you've been investigating."

With a crisp sword unsheath, a sharp long sword suddenly plunged into Delov's eyes.

After Dlough was stunned for a long time, a faint laugh suddenly came from his mouth.

"I knew it, I knew it...... If you were the Great Prince's person, it would be impossible not to find out that I was investigating you, I had long expected this day to come, but I didn't expect it to come so soon...... I know you're going to kill me, but in the end, I beg you not to hurt my wife and children......"

The laughter soon drowned out in weeping and pleading, and at this moment, Delov lost his previous composure and lost his resistance......

"Unfortunately, your request is late." The man sighed.

"What?" Delov's voice trembled, and his whole body was like a lightning strike.

The blade of the sword was drawn.

"In the past few days after coming to the royal capital, unconsciously, another self hidden in my heart is gradually influencing and controlling my thinking, and for a long time, I buried 'him' to death, but I don't know why, 'he' is still alive, maybe I've been running away, so it breeds his resurrection......"

The man suddenly muttered to himself, and Delov cried out frantically, "What about my wife! What about my children! What the hell did you do with them! Sue me! What did you do to them!! ”

"It wasn't until recently that I found out that I was going to live, and if he lived, I would die, and he would die...... Because, he simply can't afford that heavy oath! So I was born......"

"Crazy! You're a lunatic! Delov cried out in heart-rending pain at the man who was still muttering.

"Goodbye, Mr. Delov."

"I'll be waiting for you in hell!"

After saying that, Delov's head was suddenly cut off and rolled up.

Engulfing the darkness of consciousness, in a blurred vision, he saw three bodies lying in pools of blood.

It was the body of his wife, it was the body of his son, it was the body of his daughter......

The last tear in the corner of the eye.

Drop.

Xia Lan retracted the blood-stained sword into its sheath and slowly walked out of the door of the storage room with a gentle shake.

Suddenly.

He reached out and leaned against the wall, and the whole person lowered his head and vomited.

He held his head in his hands, a look of pain on his face.

"Nope! It's not my fault! You can't blame me! If you want to live, you can't have such boring feelings! You are more cruel and ruthless than anyone else, and you will do whatever it takes ......"

"It's been ten years! It's been 10 years! From the day I was born, you should be dead for good! Because you know that only you can fulfill the vows you have carried! And you're just a burden to me! ”

"I didn't expect you to come back to life on that mission in Chabro! Ha ha...... I've always wondered why there is such a simple required task in the system! It turns out that the most critical and dangerous place is you! ”

"This time, I'll kill you again!"