How miserable is the Count of Finnmere?

All the police officers who interrogated the case said: It is so miserable, it is unlikely that it is the murderer, and it is unlikely that it is an insider. The Count www.biquge.info of Fenmere was disheveled during his imprisonment and cried so much that he fainted to death, which was really miserable.

But the development of events is obviously not to let go of a Count of Fenmere, or to find out who is molesting Miss Noah and can be influenced.

As the first criminal shooting case in the Elta Empire, its seriousness is naturally self-evident. That night, the shooting had already alarmed Emperor Doniva and the Supreme Elder in the other world. The comments of both sides were concise and to the point:

Thorough investigation, at all costs.

But before the investigation could begin, clouds of mistrust had already spread through the heart of Cierta. In order to prevent more complex and large-scale violence, the central government of the Elta Empire urgently issued a curfew, and the factories were temporarily suspended the next day; The barracks belonging to the Elta Army were also temporarily closed, and the armed police force urgently transferred from the portal base was responsible for the security of the two major cities of Mendong City and Shield City.

Since there is an outflow of standard ammunition produced in China, and the target of acquisition is very likely to be nobles, then the suspicion of the Elta Army in this matter is almost certain - after all, no one will suspect the Chinese in the first place, suspect that their compatriots are trying to disrupt the order of Elta, and speculate about their compatriots with such malice.

Perhaps someone later really used Lu Xun's famous quote, in "In Memory of Liu He Zhenjun": "I have always speculated on the Chinese with the worst malice, but I did not expect or believe that it would be so cruel, and the reality still often surprised me" as the preface to this section of the memoir, but this is irrelevant. The drawn bow has already been mounted with an arrow, even if it is said that it can turn back at this time, how can it turn back after letting go of the bowstring?

The first bullet fired by the "liberator" at a person in another world not only opened a hole in a worker's head, but also severely damaged the trust between people. The distrust between the aristocracy and the workers, which had slowly healed after the end of the lawsuit, had suddenly been torn apart.

But if only trust between the old aristocracy and the working class was torn apart. As it is now, even the military police have become the object of suspicion......

"They picked up the gun and forgot who they were! Why can't we workers have force? ”

"They actually let the nobles have such a thing in their hands, do they themselves want to be noble......? No, their current military exploits are so prominent, they are nobles! ”

It's a natural development. Elta's affirmative action has three outcomes, the best of which is naturally just right, a hole-in-one; Either it was a lack of strength or overkill. Replacing the latter two with the Blood Cross is naturally the two forks in the road leading to the Blood Abyss.

Naturally, the military and police couldn't swallow their anger, so they almost shouted out that I was not convinced: we are obviously the protectors of Elta's constitution, and we are doing our best, why are we suspicious of such a thing? This should not have been their responsibility!

It's just a pity that the matter is far from over. The next morning, on the deserted street of Mendong City, Han Deshang's mobile phone suddenly vibrated rapidly in his trouser pocket.

He looked around, and he was the only one exercising in the morning. The bustling streets of the past are now like a dead city.

What is displayed on the screen of the mobile phone is a group text message issued by the operator. He glanced at it twice, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on his face:

"The suspect in the shooting has resisted arrest and committed suicide on board the Shield City-Garcia liner. Before he opened fire, he also pulled the trigger on three other passengers, two of whom were seriously injured and one died instantly. The suspect's body has fallen into the river along with the weapon, and an attempt is now being made to salvage it. ”

In this way, Han Deshan can be called safe. He laughed as he continued to raise his steps and began to run forward. The timid little nobleman actually surprised him, and really shot himself. In this way, the possibility of him confessing to Han Deshang is almost equal to zero, after all, dead people can't speak. And the Liberator's low-metal reaction would make it hard to spot - perfect enough.

For the unexpected move of this nobleman? It was probably the moment he pulled the trigger yesterday afternoon that he began to become cold-blooded. After Han Deshang realized that he was thinking too much, he immediately put away his pity. And at this moment, a very special voice broke into his head.

"Play...... That's enough...... No? ”

The staccato female voice startled him. The heels that had kicked up the dust backwards immediately slammed on the concrete pavement, kicking up a puff of ash left behind by the cleaners not coming to work. The dust became more and more confusing under the morning sun, and he couldn't find the direction of the sound.

"Play...... That's enough...... No? This question, which is not a question, is like a beam of light, which illuminates Han Deshang's heart.

At a loss, he looked around in a panic in the morning sun, unable to find the direction of the sound. Those two questions made him feel weak—and the absence of any more voices made him even more weak.

"You...... If you want to...... To continue...... Play...... Go down," the elf Davieve shook her head, standing on top of Handchamp's head, standing on the edge of a building somewhere in the shopping street, looking at him, "I...... Nature...... It is impossible to stop the will of man. ”

The voice that came from the bottom of his heart made Han Deshang instinctively unable to open his mouth to respond-for the human senses, the voice that came out of the heart was equivalent to the voice that spoke to himself in his heart, with the most chaotic terror and the most primitive fear-because even in the world on the other side of the portal, no one dared to assert who the voice that spoke in his heart belonged to.

"You don't have to...... Thinking...... How to answer. Davifla raised her cloak and focused on Hendschamp's heart. Are you thinking...... What, I ...... Completely...... Clear. Go on...... Continuing with the topic as before...... bar. To put it this way...... You...... If you think ...... will not be ...... ...... of the Will of the World Punishment, then you ...... Exhaust...... Can you let it go...... Keep doing it. ”

"Who the hell are you?" Han Deshang used all his attention and shouted at the unknown voice in his heart. "This is my revenge, no one can stop me!"

"Sustain ...... This world ...... and human ...... Tens of thousands of years of ...... We are not ...... 'humans' in the first place. A miserable smile appeared on the corner of Daviv's mouth, "Han ...... Sir, could you please take ...... Stop it. Right...... Person...... Humans create logical ...... Threatening ...... Goals, we ...... Will...... Sanctions. ”

After saying this, Daviv, who was originally standing on the roof of the building as steady as Mount Tai, staggered back a few steps, clutched his chest and fell to the ground. At the same time, the voice that appeared in Han Deshan's consciousness also disappeared. After a few dozen seconds, the dust around him settled, and everything seemed to have never happened, just his hallucination.

"It's really not easy for you to bypass the logic detection of the roundtable." Just a few seconds later, Lumilana stepped on an invisible wind and landed on Daviv, who had fallen to the ground.

"What? Has the Roundtable found out about my actions? Davieve turned around with difficulty with the two balls, and looked up at the little guy who was much taller than her today. In other words, I did it with the subjective consciousness of being discovered. Little bit, I didn't expect you to convey the results of my punishment today. This may be a fate that cannot be avoided and cannot be calculated in advance, right? ”

"Unauthorized consciousness conversations, do you know how troublesome it is to deal with them, cover them up, and avoid monitoring at the round table in real time? Big melon! Luminana angrily began to stomp on the elf Daviv, who had fallen to the ground, "Tell everyone sooner and let everyone help you cover this up, you won't be in this situation from the beginning, will you?" Stupid melon! Stupid melon! What the hell are you thinking? ”

"It's her...... It's Ramahti...... Instructions given? Davieve closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, tears were already welling up. I didn't expect that it was still me who didn't keep my sanity in the end. Forget it, as long as I can stop those crazy people from doing whatever it takes, it's worth it. ”

For Han Deshan, who was downstairs, everything that had just happened came too suddenly and went too suddenly. What does this staccato female voice signify? A sign that someone, even God, has understood his actions? The voice that just rushed directly into his heart to talk to him, is it from the so-called "true god", or is it the "elf" that everyone is afraid of?

No one was able to answer him. Han Deshan, who was on the verge of collapse, lost his legs and fell to his knees suddenly. The smiling figures of his wife and daughter, who had once appeared alive in front of him, appeared before his eyes again.

In order for Daviv to have a conscious conversation, he first has to go through the memories of the other person. For people with weak self-awareness, the side effects are naturally relatively average, so Eufe Mondridge did not have too many memories after the conversation, even deep memories.

But compared to Ofer Mondridge, Han Deshan, after all, as a former soldier, has a much stronger consciousness. Traversing his memories is like a Luoyang shovel reaching into a pond full of silt, and if you want to pull it out, it must be a shovel full of sludge.

The sludge, the painful memories that spread in the clear water, all corroded his heart. Today's revenge, blood for blood, tooth for tooth small action, and the overlapping figures of his wife and daughter can't coincide-

In order to take revenge, Han Deshang finally stained himself black. And can he still be accepted by his relatives who died tragically?