Chapter 491 Investigation Files

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"The Old Machete Restaurant." Olivier commented: "The name is quite domineering. ”

It was Lu's new business in the city to disguise his identity and actual purpose.

Olivier was about to walk in when Duchamp grabbed him, and the two of them walked to a nondescript grocery store around the corner.

"Steiry! God, how do you dress like this, you look like a thug. "The grocery store had just opened, and the owner was packing up his goods, and he couldn't believe his eyes when he saw Duchamp walk into the store.

"This is Gavin, this is Ollie." Duchamp made a brief introduction.

"Who is he?" Gavin stared at Olivier.

"I just received a follower, and I want to follow us to experience what is called the exciting life of a mercenary."

Olivier smiled cooperatively.

"How's it going on the other side of the road?" Duchamp asked.

"I'm busy smuggling that. I heard that he was in contact with the land snake on the other side of the docks. ”

Olivier's heart pounded as he listened to these conversations, and his long-awaited adventure finally began.

Duchamp put the rod bag on the counter as if he had walked into his own home, and sat down comfortably on the only chair in the shop. "I took a look at the restaurant just now, and it doesn't look like it's being run with care."

"Uncle Machete has gone back, and the rest of the people are not so professional." Gavin said ashamedly.

"The road is in the dwelling now, let me take you there." Gavin said, closing the door to the grocery store.

The residence of Lu Lin and the others is in an alley not far from the grocery store, and Lu rents a separate yard.

As soon as he walked into the courtyard, Duchamp saw the road, and he was exercising the highlander's combat skills as usual, shirtless.

"Styry!" When Lu saw Duchamp, he roared happily.

The birds in the yard trees fluttered and flew away.

Duchamp shook his head helplessly. It's really hard for him to let such a reckless man do such a detailed job of investigating. The opponent doesn't have to do anything, rent a house next door, and hear everything that should be heard.

Lu rushed over excitedly, stretched out his mouth, and pinched down Duchamp's hand fiercely. Duchamp smiled, secretly lucky, with a sense of superiority: "How about it, road, who has more strength between the two of us." ”

The road did not bargain, and let go stupidly. Although he was born with divine power, he was only in his 70s now, and his strength was even worse than Duchamp's.

"It's only here now, it's been more than a month, so I'll have to wait." The road took Duchamp's shoulders and walked in affectionately.

Duchamp turned a blind eye to the three words of dirt and mess in the room, and as soon as he entered the door, he threw away his backpack, yawned, and lay down directly on the sofa, complaining: "I took a boat that couldn't be slower than ever, my mother, for three whole days, and people were about to fall apart." ”

"By boat?" Lu asked curiously.

Olivier grabbed the talk, and he gushed about the journey of taking a cargo ship from Ahti to Julai.

"Oh, the place where we both slept was smaller than the couch we have now! There was also a storm at sea, and the tosses were so turbulent that the bones fell apart. Olivier told him of the sins he had suffered for the past three days.

Duchamp threw his backpack down the road: "It's all a specialty of the island, and I bought it for everyone." ”

"Oh!" Lu took his backpack and shook it on the coffee table, and many fancy shawls, shell necklaces, and pearl ornaments fell out. With a smile, he took a rugged necklace and put it on curiously.

After the greetings were over, Duchamp lazily cut to the chase: "I've been here for so long, have you gained anything?" ”

Lu opened his mouth to speak, but Gavin took the guys in the house out and said, "This has nothing to do with them, we don't need to involve more people." With that, he glanced at Olivier with his eyes.

Duchamp glanced at Olivier: "Ollie, let him listen to it." It's out of the way anyway. ”

Lu nodded and said, "I've learned about the use of that kind of redemption. The Chulai City Commercial Bank has a long history in the local area, and many merchants who are engaged in speculation and ore business here are accustomed to using this kind of exchange to conduct frequent transactions. ”

"In other words, its scope of local use is not small!"

"That's right. I'll show you the results of my detailed investigation in the past few months, and you will be surprised! ”

Lu went inside, took out a file bag and opened it, which contained all kinds of notes and cluttered signatures.

"I've been to every town where the railroad is involved. Guess what, this matter involves hundreds of millions of meters, and in addition to the highlanders, the land occupied by the local people of Julay has also been swallowed up a lot. This is the list of specific people we have counted and the losses suffered. ”

Duchamp took the list, the first one was the list of Rheatfield, and Olivier leaned his head over and looked at it with Duchamp.

According to the statistics on the list, there are a total of 22 households in Maitian Town involved in the railway land, of which 18 belong to the highlanders. In addition to the names of each household, the area of land they have encroached upon, the amount of compensation due, and so on.

Olivier pointed to the remarks at the end of the form and asked, "What does it mean that there are 3 lost rooms and 1 injured and 1 dead written on the back?" ”

Lu muffled and said: "It refers to the night of the attack, three houses were burned down, one person was injured, and one person was killed." ”

Olivier flipped through the list, startled, and said, "Then according to this marking, isn't there someone in every family who died?" ”

Lu said in a deep voice: "On the night of the tragedy, a total of 24 people died in Maitian Town, more than 10 people were seriously injured, and the houses of the occupied people were basically burned down. ”

Olivier's heart suddenly became heavy.

When he was on the big ship, because of the long journey, Duchamp also told him about the cause and effect of this incident, but he did not say so specifically, only that Lu's parents died in this incident.

"Were you there on the night of the incident?" Olivier asked for directions.

Lu snorted: "If I am here, I will definitely crush all the sons of bitches into ashes." Gavin is here, let him tell you about that night. ”

Gavin lit a cigarette and smoked it bitterly. "What is there to say about this. The group of thugs disguised themselves as railway companies during the day, let the mayor of the town who was killed by the road lead them, and put up notices from house to house in the village. What you didn't know at the time was that the notices were meant to be marked. At night, they rushed into the town in full armor, and when they saw the houses of the people with notices on the walls of the courtyard, they set fire to them, and those who rushed out to stop them were killed, and they were killed until rivers of blood flowed. The people in the town were too scared to go out, and I happened to be at the neighbor's house, and the neighbor held me back, and as a result, my brother died. ”

There was silence.

After a while, Lu cheered up again and said, "Except for the more than 20 households in Wheat Field Town, the other occupied areas are concentrated in Dawei Town and Brownstone Town. I went to the mayors of these two towns, and they confessed that the lord from above had brought an official letter asking them to count the names of all the highlanders in the town, and to be responsible for issuing certificates of transfer of land deeds, and that they had only received a million mira after doing all this work. ”

"Oh, my lord, where's my lord?" Duchamp eagerly asked, this was an important clue.

"All they know is that it was decided by the city council, and there is a councillor named Gomez who is in charge of liaising on specific matters."

"City Council!" Duchamp cried out in surprise.

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