"These are your excuses!" There was still an atmosphere of anger on the heads of the members of the merchant group, and it was useless to say anything at this time.

"Businessmen naturally value money...... We will also help to find out the cause of the death of Head Vejerry. The young man waved his hand, "If the murderer is with us, we are willing to take all the responsibility." He stared coldly at the merchant group that was still gearing up.

"What nonsense, how can the people you kill investigate yourself?"

This sentence is really appropriate to accuse Mendong City Hotel. This hotel is clearly an asset of the Otherworld, and no matter how fair Elta is, he will definitely not favor the Merchant Group for the sake of one person - more precisely, because of the other identity of the Merchant Group, it is even more impossible for Elta not to favor the Otherworlder.

The patrol in front of them, the armed men, half of them were wearing masks, helmets and protective gear, and their faces could not be seen clearly. But most of the exposed faces are yellow-skinned, do you expect them not to favor their own people? It's impossible.

So regardless of whether Wei Jieli committed suicide or killed him, he put the black cauldron on the other party's head in one go, this is a choice that a fool will make.

Silent. Even though silence may be a matter of authority, it is clear that silence is the only way to do so at this point. The key to negotiation is patience, and there is no other way.

"Can't stand this hotel! We're going back to the ship! ”

"That's right! Stay here, you'll die! Another member of the group also began to wave his fists in response. We're leaving, we're going tonight! ”

"It's okay, you can say what you want." The person in front of the microphone took a note and laughed dryly. "It is our responsibility not to prevent your regimental leader from committing suicide, and we can still afford this responsibility."

The wind suddenly changed, even Officer Zheng laughed, and he said disdainfully with his hands crossed on his chest: "Anger suddenly turns into fear, this is a lack of qi, and there is nothing to fear." ”

This Chinese sentence has a small voice, and it is a vernacular semi-literal language, how can the Shuangyue business group hear it clearly?

"Suicide?" The deputy of Weijerry, who took the lead, Yusmansha, had his eyes wide and almost tore his eye socket. "What are you kidding? That's what you found? You killed them! ”

"Oh? Aren't you leaving? Calm down, we can have a good discussion, and it is not impossible to appease you and the families of the deceased. Is there any evidence that we killed the person with one bite and that we killed it? At this point, he put down the microphone and spread his hands.

"There is no need for evidence, it is an indisputable fact that the people of the other world are lying, we ......" the deputy's hand covered up the second half of the sentence. Although the identity of the Twin Moon Church business group is a detail that the other party cannot ignore, the hostile relationship is not something that can be openly put on the table!

"You idiot, do you want to be beaten up by the onlookers?" Yusmansha tried to cover the speaker's mouth and cursed in a low voice, but he tilted his head to see the contemptuous smile of the other party, which made him even more angry—but there was nowhere to vent.

"If you don't have any opinions, please collect the body of the head of the regiment first." The young man waved his hand, "We are really not familiar with the details of your future, so it is better for you to handle it yourself." ”

Vejerry's body had been covered with a black cloth. Different from the usual white cloth in China, Elta's custom is to cover the corpse with black cloth, and the ambulance personnel who don't know what the Lancas custom is, have no choice but to do so. Otherwise, it will not be fun to let the red and white spread all over the ground and hurt the people, especially the beautiful hearts of children.

Taking out the righteousness of constricting the corpse to forcibly calm the other party can be regarded as one of the means.

"If you can't find out who the murderer is, the death of Captain Vejerry has no meaning!" Even with such a threat, Vergery's deputy did not take a step forward at all.

Unwilling.

It's really very unwilling.

The head of the regiment must have known some shocking secret of the otherworldly, and he was killed and killed.

So there was no need for them to kill all the members of the group, because the others didn't know the secret that had followed the dead to another world. Therefore, it can be used as moral evidence to suppress the rest of the members who are still alive and force them to silence this matter.

Evidence? On their turf, they have whatever evidence they want. Even if it wasn't poisoning, it wouldn't be difficult to push Veggery upstairs hard. If they can make this place as bright as day, they can also make it so dark that they can't see their fingers.

Yusmansha covered his face with his hands, in pain. These thoughts flashed through his mind, was it for the sake of the Bilunar Church and his true duty, or for his own life and the lives of his subordinates, and for the "deviant" mission given to Offey Mondrich?

He had to make a choice.

Time almost stopped at this moment.

"How? Have you made a decision? "The young man in the car who was facing the microphone also had a small black object in his hand inexplicably." We now have evidence that no second person has entered your captain's room since you moved in. Please also collect the body of your head as soon as possible, and don't wait until the body is decomposed. ”

"Don't even think of touching Lord Vergery!" Yusmansha raised his head suddenly, and his blood-red eyes were actually a little hideous. "Lord Vergery was reduced to dust again by the will of the Founder, and that was after the cause of his death was once and for all confirmed! Until then, you don't want us to move a step! ”

The two sides did not give in to each other, and the situation that had just eased up suddenly became tense again, and even the snipers who were ambushed at the nearby high ground had to rub their fingers on the trigger guard, for fear that the sweat would make them overly nervous or be a step late to kill the members of the merchant group.

"I can prove it!"

A sudden female voice interrupts the pre-storm silence on the sidewalk. Both sides stared in amazement at the new source of sound that had squeezed through the crowd to the front of the blockade.

"Please retreat to the blockade line and do not hinder the execution of official duties, otherwise we will take corresponding measures......"

"Didn't I say that? I can prove it! "Ramaheti, who was holding a large bag and a small bag, put the things she was carrying in her hand on the inside of the blockade and continued to walk forward." I can prove that this man died by suicide! ”

Half an hour ago.

At the behest of the elves, Ramaheti, who had taken the position of Mentung's folk advisor, was greatly relieved of his financial problems. The result is intuitively reflected in her shopping.

The outfit that I first came to Mendong City is almost completely gone. Plaid shirts and denim shorts, which look very postmodern among the Eltas, accentuate her slender figure, while painter hats and casual cloth shoes add the finishing touch.

If it weren't for her abrupt hair and pupil color, it would have been difficult for the average Elta person to recognize that the woman with a lollipop in her mouth and a paper bag in front of her was not a visitor from another world—in fact, the sense of disobedience that would have been completely lost in the international metropolises of Xinxiang and San Francisco.

There is only one thing that will make her stand out from the crowd, and that is the beauty that seems to be carved out of a precise process. As for other aspects, she is no different from an earthling.

In this respect, the elves' ability to capture breath is also otherworldly to some extent.

During the day, she handed over written folk tales and local customs to the city of Mendong in exchange for a "trusted identity" (representing a larger amount of precious metal exchange rights) and a renminbi reward, and Rama Hedi did not reveal her identity for such work. As of tonight, she was only a down-and-out aristocratic girl in Mendong City, who was paid for her mastery of writing and drawing—although her daily expenses and possessions seemed to be large, but this did not affect her file from being classified as a "future Elta citizen" for the time being.

Once night came, Ramahedi had to put her work down and mingle with the shopping frenzy of the East City...... Although she already had a private residence to rent, the room at the Mendong Hotel had not yet expired, so she simply continued to stay, threw her easel and work bag into the hotel room, changed her clothes, and went straight to the shopping street with her wallet.

For three hours after eating the mille-feuille, until nearly 10 p.m., she spent the hours on the shopping street. For her, it's nice to be able to unleash the feminine instincts to consume and collect, and to be able to observe the colors of the Elta people in every corner of Mendon City.

The big events that happened on the land of Cierta were conveyed here through the radio, almost simultaneously with the network within the elves, and although there was some concealment, at least the part of what was said was still true. For example, the gunboat did not pursue the remnants of the army, and it was not as the radio station said, "Chase more than ten kilometers and win a great victory!" ”。 However, this matter was praised by several elves such as Ramahetia......

No matter how much construction was done outside, where the roads were opened, or whether the Western Expeditionary Army was thrown away and abandoned their armor, these things suddenly became empty, as if she was still in the land of the elves, and the description of a few words was realistic but light......

When she sent off the troops, she was still holding a paintbrush indoors to describe the scenes in her memory. Soon after the crowd marched out of the city, the city returned to its original state, and the changes in the outside world could hardly be directly reflected in the macro changes in the city.

The revelation she had longed for before she came to reveal the dark curtain of otherworldly domination turned into a different desire day by day.

I don't know if the prayer of the elf Ramahedi has pulled the crowbar of fate somewhere, and the extraordinary things she expects today have directly hit the trajectory of her life.

Just ten minutes before she returned to the East Hotel, a desperate Wei Geri fell off the windowsill with the decision that "it is better to die late than to die early".

And after the same battle between heaven and man, the elf Rama Hedi, also under the emergency authorization of the superior elf, finally took a key step.

"I can prove it!"