The car, which looked extremely sturdy, flew directly into the sky in the explosion, and the flames burned the remaining wreckage of the car, and even in the dark night, the smoke was still clearly visible.

On Sherry Street, inside the building a hundred meters away from the explosion, Webster put down his binoculars.

"Is he really a witcher?"

"Isn't someone fake?"

Webster said as he handed the telescope to the servant, and he sat down on the couch

Webster, who has long been without the sturdy and energetic young man, not only has gray hair, but also has a slightly curved back, and his steps are even more staggering, even if he carries crutches with him, it is difficult to hide his old age, or in other words, the appearance of crutches makes Webster look more and more old.

"Based on the information we've gathered, he should be."

"But how can a real witcher ......?"

The servant replied.

However, before the words were finished, they came to an abrupt end.

A dark shadow appeared silently in the room, blocking the window.

The servants and bodyguards subconsciously wanted to draw their guns, but Webster raised his hand to stop them.

"Stop."

"Go and bring a hot cup of tea to our guests."

Webster looked at the black shadow in front of him and commanded, and after speaking, the old man seemed to think of something, looked at the black shadow again, and asked, "Is hot tea okay?" Or do you need other beverages such as alcohol? ”

"Hot tea will do."

Qin Ran said lightly.

"You may be seated."

Webster owes a gesture.

Qin Ran nodded and sat down on the sofa.

During the time when the hot tea was served, the two sides looked at each other.

Webster's eyes were filled with curiosity and hesitation.

Qin Ran's gaze was bland.

"Hello, Your Excellency D."

"When we first met, I was Webster."

"I heard...... Do you have a new perspective on Quaker's death? ”

Webster began the greeting in the manner of a businessman, and, after a brief pause, got to the point.

"A new perspective?"

"So, can you tell me what the old opinion is?"

Qin Ran didn't answer, but asked rhetorically.

"Old view...... If I may, I don't want to mention the old idea that my son died of a heart attack, and that some large embolus blocked his veins, and that he lost his life when he was strong, young, and full of energy. ”

Webster took a deep breath, and in his seemingly flat tone, there was so much anger hidden that his tone trembled a little.

"Heart disease."

Qin Ran said slowly.

Then, again, there was silence.

Webster also didn't speak, as if he was waiting for Qin Ran's answer.

But when the hot tea came up, Qin Ran didn't intend to speak, but picked up the teacup and took a sip of the fragrant tea.

Tea is a traditional black tea that consists of three types of tea leaves that are pieced together with cherries, passion fruit, mint, and the indispensable lemon juice.

Good craftsmanship.

Of course, compared to mimosa, it's not half a bit.

"Need a refreshment?"

"My chef is good at pastry."

Webster seemed to have forgotten the previous wait, and asked with a smile after seeing Qin Ran pick up the teacup.

"Okay, thanks."

Qin Ran did not refuse, and thanked him politely.

Soon, the snacks were served.

The style is similar to a combination of cookies and blueberries, but the texture is much softer.

"Not only can I not drink alcohol anymore, but my teeth don't allow me to eat more hard things, and even the nuts I liked to eat when I was young can only be drunk in tea, and the taste is really ......," Webster shook his head as he spoke, obviously the nut tea brewed was not delicious, and then, a faint sadness appeared in the old man's eyes, and he continued: "But how can such a taste compare to the pain of my loss of Quake?" ”

"Quake, the only successor I'm optimistic about."

"He was supposed to have a bigger stage to show his talent, but he died in the courtyard of his home for no apparent reason."

"Do you know what happened when I got the news?"

"I feel like I'm going to be crushed!"

"And the only reason I'm alive now is to find out who killed Quake, and then, I'm going to break that guy to pieces!"

Webster gritted his teeth as he spoke, and his palms on the armrests of the couch clenched.

"Your Excellency D, please tell me who is the murderer of my son!"

"I'm willing to give you everything I have."

"The Webster family lost Quake, and eventually fell to the hands of the few remaining guys, so it would be better to give you revenge for Quake than to get to that point."

Webster raised his head and looked at Qin Ran expectantly, hoping that Qin Ran would give an answer.

But Qin Ran shook his head.

"I never said I knew who killed your son."

Qin Ran said so.

"Then you asked me to come here......"

Webster's eyes narrowed, and his eyes became sharp, like a knife, staring at Qin Ran tightly.

"I'm just here to tell you the cause of my son's death."

"I can tell you very clearly that your son didn't die of a heart attack."

"Even if it looks like a heart attack."

"But that's what it looks like."

Qin Ran didn't pay any attention to such a gaze, he said at his own pace, and, the moment he finished speaking, Qin Ran stood up.

He took a step back, and the whole person disappeared into the shadows, only a faint voice echoing through the room.

"Thank you for the black tea and refreshments."

……

Qin Ran walked along the shadows.

The high-level demon that reappeared looked at his contractor in bewilderment.

It didn't understand why its contractor would let go of such a good opportunity.

An old man with the pain of losing a child is not a good helper, but if the old man has considerable wealth and connections, it is another matter.

It may not be able to reach the exaggeration of covering the sky with one hand in IDEX, but it is definitely a rare help for its contractor.

Why give up?

This question kept echoing in the minds of the higher evil spirits.

"Because, I don't believe him."

Suddenly, Qin Ran, who was advancing, paused and answered.

The high-level evil spirit was stunned for a moment, and looked at his contractor in surprise.

It couldn't believe that its contractor would answer its question.

Is it a different look at it?

Unable to help but look at Qin Ran with the eyes of the high-level evil spirits becoming expectant.

"I'm not telling you because I look at you differently, I just don't want the questions in your mind to keep ringing in my heart and affect my thinking."

"As for why I don't believe him and meet him, it's because he's different."

Under the expectant gaze of the high-level evil spirit, Qin Ran said coldly and continued to move forward.

The high-level evil spirit froze in place, looking at Qin Ran's distant back, the night breeze blew slightly, and it subconsciously tightened its clothes.

Because, it suddenly felt so tired and cold.

Immediately, however, the High Evil Spirits were once again overshadowed by new doubts.

Different?

What's different about that guy?