Has there ever been a king in Cherry City in history?

Yes!

The former Edward family was the uncrowned king of Cherry City.

Not only did the family own the only bank in Cherry City, but they also had a business spread throughout the city, and they relied on minerals in exchange for the necessary resources of other cities.

It is the economic lifeblood of the entire city.

Countless jobs are available throughout the city.

You've never thought a family could do that.

At that time, even the so-called Speaker was nothing more than a pug who obeyed orders in front of the Edward family.

But, that's all in the past.

An unexpected appearance makes all the splendor disappear.

Edward thought about resisting at the time.

But he knew how futile it was to resist in the face of 'that accident'.

So, he chose a different way.

That way is just a legend.

The world has no chance to see it.

Just heard.

Heard from generation to generation.

It's like a bedtime story.

No!

It's a bedtime story!

Things in the world are so wonderful that the truth is often hidden in the bedtime stories that children love.

Edward found the clue.

The clues were also excavated.

Because......

He's rich!

He spent enough money to dig up the clues contained in these stories.

Then, he succeeded.

As for the losers before him?

Most of them didn't have any money for him.

Nor is he crazy.

After all, not everyone will be shut down like him.

But that's in the past.

Right now!

He's back!

He's going to wash down Cherry City!

He wants the name Edward to be forever imprinted in the history of Cherry City!

With splendor and glory!

And now, it's time for the most critical step.

Edward's countenance, however, showed no trace of anxiety, and he walked through the street with his cane.

Gunshots and explosions rang out incessantly.

Edward's eyes narrowed with a slight memory.

The same was true of the former Cherry Town.

He followed behind his father and used the guns and cannons in his hands to expand his territory little by little.

Right now!

It's finally going back to normal.

To welcome me back!

A cannon salute was fired for the sake of their own king!

Not bad.

It's what I'm looking forward to.

Edward smiled and walked off with a smile.

……

Tois heard the sound of gunfire and explosions outside, and a gloomy look appeared on his already gloomy face.

It wasn't what he had planned, and what his brother had planned.

After the men who had been sent to intercept Davide and Hunt in the afternoon were taken out, everything was out of his control.

The package sent to Sheriff Davide was, of course, sent by him in the name of 'Findirt'.

He's going to make Dodd go around without eating.

Although Aymud is dead, Amode's estate is still there, and Dodd's butler Poel has taken over the property overnight last night.

Towis wasn't surprised.

Dodd is coveting Elmod's windfall profits, not for a day or two.

So, all he had to do was give that notebook to Sheriff Davide, and the upright sheriff would definitely come forward.

Moreover, the other party is not stupid, and will definitely expose the crimes recorded in the notebook in a more secure way.

Everything was as Tois had speculated.

At least, the first half is the same.

Sheriff Davide informs the parents of the 'missing teens,' and they then flock to Cherry City.

Then, according to his plan, it will be his and his brother's turn to come forward to 'administer justice'!

Take Dodd, who 'owns' these properties, to court.

Of course, that's not the only thing the other side is guilty of.

There is also the murder of Sheriff Davide, Hunter.

But after the interception and planting failed, everything was out of his control.

Who could tell him why there were parents who could kill several heavily armed bodyguards with their bare hands, and why there were killing machines that could be modified?

Why do ordinary-looking parents carry all sorts of firearms with them?

Moreover, they dared to directly impact the residences of the big people?

Aren't they afraid of death?

Tois, who had exhausted his calculations, never understood what a child meant to his parents.

I don't understand what parents can do in the face of their children who may be lost and regained.

It doesn't take much, just tell the parents who have lost their children to say, your child is in hell, I know where the path is, I'll just show you.

And then?

These parents will rush in.

They don't hesitate.

Because, losing a child is hell for parents.

What is the point of going to hell to find a child now?

It's a big deal to turn hell upside down.

They have long been fearless of death.

They just want their children to be able to come back to them.

Even if it's just a little bit of hope, that's fine.

Tois didn't understand any of this.

But he understands that the plan has gone awry and must be remedied.

Otherwise, the position he is about to take over will disappear.

"What should I do?"

Toris frowned in thought, a glass of red wine in his hand.

Wine tasting, that's Tois's habit when he thinks.

This time was no exception, and he raised his hand to reach for the glass.

But it was empty.

Towis was startled, but his reaction was extremely fast.

At the same time as the whole person pounced forward, the gun appeared in his hand.

Tois didn't know how the other party had infiltrated his home, but he knew that it was not easy for a guy who could sneak into his room quietly under a lot of surveillance.

Therefore, Towis, who had the gun in his hand, turned around and fired two shots directly in the direction of the wine glass.

Bang, bang!

He couldn't confirm the other party's position, but instinctively chose the last position.

Of course, such a shooting is also a reminder.

Alert the people living in houses 221 and 223 that he is in danger.

Nos. 221, 222 and 223 of Artichoke Street, except for No. 222, which is registered in the case, 221 and 223 are registered in the names of people who have nothing to do with him, and they are in fact his property.

Moreover, in houses 221 and 223, there are three bodyguards in disguise.

As long as he has the slightest abnormality here, six bodyguards will rush in and solve the problem for him.

This is also the design of Toys.

He knew very well that as Todini's younger brother, he would naturally be targeted by some people.

It's hard to guarantee that these people won't use any means.

Rather than waiting for someone to come to the door, it is better to directly 'take the initiative'.

The bullet sank into the wall.

No one!

Towis looked at the position behind him, and then turned around again.

Still no one!

Towis furrowed his eyebrows.

He believed that there could be no one, just that he didn't see it.

Moreover, why hasn't his bodyguard come yet.

"Are you waiting for those bodyguards?"

A voice came from behind him.

Tois immediately turned around and aimed his gun at the position behind him.

In the armchair he had just made, a well-dressed man in a black dress was sitting.

The other man's cane stood on one side, leaning against the armrest of the couch, and there was a ruby ring on the index finger of his right hand holding the wine glass.

When he saw each other, Tois felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember when he saw them, but that didn't prevent Tois from pulling the trigger.

As for answering each other's questions?

The dead do not need to hear an answer.

Bang bang bang!

This time, seeing the target, Tois pulled the trigger again and again.

Then, his eyes widened involuntarily.

Warhead! Gone!

The bullets that burst out suddenly slowed down as they approached the man in front of him, appearing in Towis's eyes, and then, after layers of ripples in the air, the bullets disappeared one after another.

The gun in his hand was ineffective, causing Tois to grunt up and down involuntarily.

He nervously tried to swallow a mouthful of saliva, but found that his throat was dry and dehydrated at some point.

"Are all gentlemen like that now?"

After taking a sip of the wine in his glass, Edward put it down and looked at Tois in front of him.

At this time, Tois finally remembered who the person in front of him was when he heard the word 'gentleman'.

Edward!

Findirt's former employer!

When Findirt commented on his former employer, he would mostly describe him in one word: gentleman.

"Y-Why are you here?"

"Don't you deserve to die?"

Toys, his cheek twitching slightly, asked.

He doesn't really care about the other party's life or death, he only cares about his own.

You know, he killed the other party's butler.

Although the agreement between the other party and the housekeeper ended, the two sides had a friendship of nearly thirty years, which is a well-known thing in the high society of Cherry City.

And now, the other party came to the door, for what?

Almost subconsciously, Tois began to retreat.

Although it is impossible to determine the means of the other party, it is accurate to distance yourself.

But Tois had barely stepped back when he found his vision spinning.

He saw the ceiling, and he saw the carpet, and he saw ...... his body.

Headless body!

My head?

I'm dead?

Towis's eyes widened and his mouth opened, as if he didn't want to accept the facts, but the breath of life collapsed directly, and his soul disappeared in silence.

Edward carried the head.

Strangely, not a single trace of blood came out.

Neither the skull, nor the body that lost its head, did not spurt a single blood.

"The second."

Edward said this, placing Towis's head on the coffee table next to him, and then opened his palm to the still standing corpse.

Then, squeeze it violently.

Crunchy.

With the sound of flesh and bones tearing, Tois's body was crushed.

Then, the shattered body was packed into a box.

This is the box that Edward prepared in advance, the size is just right, and Edward, who sealed the box, put Towis's head on the top of the box, and even moved the head of the box to the road before pasting a note on the forehead of the head.

I saw that this note read: It's boring, it's not fun.

The night wind blew through this note.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

The note made a crisp sound.

Like a starting pistol, the wound on Towis's skull, the fragments of his body in the box, at this moment, blood gushed out.

In a few breaths, the middle of the road was occupied by bright red.

Glancing at his work, Edward pulled out a white handkerchief and wiped his palm, which was not stained at all.

"Findirt is a nice guy."

"So, I deserve to avenge him."

Edward said this, and a trace of sadness appeared on his face.

"Are you crocodile tears?"

A voice came from not far away.

McCall stared at Edward coldly, and after hearing the general situation of the whole thing from his phone, the private detective who adhered to principle and justice was already furious.

He wanted to shoot Edward.

But he chose to follow Jason's advice: stall for time.

"Why did you do that?"

"Why re-enact the scene of the second case of Cross Street Stalker?"

McCall asked.

If it could have been explained in terms of copycat at first, it has long gone beyond that now.

Could the person who caused the riots in the whole city be a simple copycat?

Or to be more precise, it is unbelievable that Edward, who has messed up the entire Cherry City, will reappear the second case of "Crossstreet Stalker" at this moment.

In the face of McCall's questioning, Edward did not make a move, and looked at McCall with care.

"Faster than I expected."

"Worthy of my handpick."

"How did you guess I'd do something to Tois?"

Edward didn't answer, but asked rhetorically.

"Since you've investigated us and orchestrated all of this, why don't you guess why I would know?"

McCall, who remembered Jason's explanation to stall for time, also asked rhetorically.

A smile appeared on Edward's face.

With a chuckle, he spoke.

"You? John? Brian? Jason? ”

Name after name rang out of Edward's mouth.

Jason was the last one.

As he said the name, Edward couldn't help but shake his head and let out an exclamation.

"I didn't expect it to be Jason."

"I'm underestimating him a little."

"I only saw him as an insignificant pawn, focusing on the three of you, but I didn't expect him to find out about me - was it because Findirt unconsciously revealed something?"

"He's always like that, otherwise, I wouldn't have had to cover it up so much before."

Edward sighed.

At this moment, Edward should be talking about the first three people to die in his 'disappearance', and McCall has investigated these, and his gaze at Edward is becoming more and more unkind.

Edward, on the other hand, still smiled.

"You can't die!"

"So, fall asleep!"

Edward whispered.

The next moment, McCall just stood and fell asleep, not waking up even if he fell to the ground.

And at this time, Jason, John, and Brian arrived almost in no particular order.

Brian grabbed McCall and slapped McCall on the cheek hard, but no matter how hard Brian tried, McCall couldn't wake up.

"It's useless."

"He can't wake up without my permission."

"My knight."

Edward smiled as he swept over Brian, John, and the unconscious McCall.

Then, eyes fell on Jason's.

Suddenly, the smile was gone.

Only a strong sense of malice and murderous intent remained.

Edward said in a tone of extreme hatred: "You writer who does not write seriously, lacks logic, is full of loopholes but is self-righteous, and you really deserve death!" ”

Jason was stunned.

It's not surprising that the other party has read his book.

But this hatred?

Could it be that his book was serialized at the time, and he broke it?

He has no memory of that time.

I don't remember exactly.

However, this does not prevent Jason from making inferences based on the situation at the scene.

"So, you're going to fix the unreasonableness?"

"Make it perfect?"

Jason asked tentatively.

"Of course!"

"My world, I have to ...... Perfect! ”

Edward nodded without hesitation, and then, his body began to grow in size, and his muscles began to grow.

What's more, Edward's face became exactly the same as Jason's.

Dressed in his torn gown, he strode towards Jason.

It was the same as Jason's.

Then, he stood in front of Jason and announced word by word.

"Now—"

"I'm the main character!"