readx;?“ City Council! Duchamp cried out in surprise. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info"Well, it's possible that the City Council ordered the massacre! ”

"Not necessarily." Olivier immediately refuted Duchamp's claims. "How could the council decide such a matter openly, and besides, they could have used the police and the army to surround the town openly and arrest all those who got in the way. No, the same can be achieved. Once it is involved in a homicide, the trouble will be endless, and politicians will not be so stupid! ”

"That's right!" Duchamp knew that Olivier was right, how many forced demolitions were carried out in his previous life, and the government used an isolation policy of cutting off water and electricity, and no matter how strong the nail households were, they couldn't resist it.

"But what's the point? We had to find an entry point for the investigation. Duchamp asked with annoyance.

The little prince of love songs proudly threw his hair back, and replied affirmatively with his IQ, which was 10,000 times superior to Duchamp's: "The key point in this matter, of course, is money." Hundreds of millions of dollars cannot disappear out of thin air. Where they end up and where they go in. These people are naturally the main perpetrators of the conspiracy. ”

For the first time, Lu took a serious look at Olivier and said approvingly, "This little brother is right. That's what I thought, too. ”

Olivier pointed to the data on the statistical tables: "Since hundreds of millions of miras are involved here, it is impossible not to go through the bank, and after the land compensation comes out of the railway company, it will naturally be allocated through the bank." Aren't you already suspicious of a bank? Just check it out here. But! He then thought of a very real and difficult question, and stroked his chin with his hand and thought about it. Banks keep this information strictly confidential, so how can they get their books? ”

Duchamp and Lu glanced at each other, a clear smile on their faces.

"Hey, I mean, you're not going to steal, are you?" When Olivier saw Duchamp's eyes, he hurriedly grabbed Duchamp's sleeve and whispered: "This is illegal, and once discovered, it is a felony." ”

"Felony?" Duchamp patted the stack of materials and rolled his eyes. "What is sin? What are these things? The culprits who killed so many people are still at large, what is our little workaround! Saying Wen, pouting at Olivier, sure enough, the class of man determines his nature.

He stood up and said to the road, "Let's go, let's go for a ride first and get acquainted with the city." ”

Olivier hurriedly blocked Duchamp's whereabouts, and whispered eagerly: "You know that I still have some methods, I can ask someone from the railway company to find out how they paid the funds in the first place, and then follow the root cause to find out the ins and outs of the funds." ”

Duchamp pushed him away. "Don't forget, Ollie, what did you promise me on the big ship! Did you really forget the things I told you to forget? What's more, the railway company is also one of the suspects in this case, aren't you worried that this will startle the snake? ”

Olivier froze in surprise, digesting the idea that the railroad company might also be a suspect. After a long while, he reacted and hurriedly chased out.

The road walked into the courtyard and prepared to push the bicycle parked by the courtyard wall. Duchamp grabbed him and squeezed his eyes.

"I'm carrying a guide car."

Lu suddenly realized, and patted Duchamp's arm with a grin. "But it's yours, we don't have to get drenched in the rain."

The two walked to the mouth of the alley, and Duchamp saw that there was no one left and right, and quietly got the black guide car out.

Lu happily circled around the car: "Good car, it looks very strong, but the paint on the front is not very even." ”

Duchamp explained with a smile: "A few days ago, when I handed over that batch of goods in Ordis, something went wrong. There were a few uneyed thugs who came out halfway to grab the goods. We fought, and the front of the car was beaten into a sieve, which I got up in the middle of the night to repair it. ”

"So, that's all right?"

"That's right, the money has already been put in our pockets, and we won't be short of money in the future." Duchamp patted his pocket exaggeratedly.

Lu laughed happily. "I've found a partner in the matter of selling grain, and I'm testing the waters recently."

Duchamp pulled out the keys, opened the door, and was about to get into the cab when Olivier ran out with a shout. "Wait for me!"

Duchamp tilted his head: "Didn't you vomit on the boat and didn't rest for a few days?" Okay, you go to sleep first, and I'll go out for a walk with Lu. ”

Olivier grabbed the car door and argued: "That's not what we discussed when we came, but you promised to take me with you." After speaking, he immediately changed his smiling face, and said with a shy face: "Take me, I promise nothing will go wrong." ”

Duchamp silently added two words in his heart (strange), and spread his hands: "Then what can you do?" ”

Olivier pointed to the car: "At least I can drive!" ”

Duchamp pretended to be extremely unhappy and let go of the car door: "Okay, you will be our full-time driver from now on!" ”

Olivier took the keys and happily climbed into the driver's seat.

Duchamp shook his eyebrows triumphantly.

On this rainy day, if there is such a comfortable guide car and a free driver, then it is quite pleasant to take a ride.

The road points to Duchamp all the important places it passes.

"There's the town hall, and the councillors' office area is inside, in the walkway on the right side of the second floor. However, this group of bullshit parliamentarians usually don't stay in it honestly, and they are busy with their own affairs. ”

"Pause for a moment." Duchamp asked Olivier to stop under a large tree opposite the town hall and look through the window to see the building. After a while, he said, "There are really not many people now, let's go." ”

After a short pass of the town hall, Lu pointed to a tall house and said, "There is the church, and next to it is the Sunshine Middle School, where I attended school for two years." ”

Duchamp nodded a few times, and the car continued to drive forward.

Turning a curving stream, behind it is the wealthy district of Julai.

"Tsk, there seem to be a lot of rich people here! It's so much more prosperous than I imagined. Duchamp sighed as he looked at the villas hidden in the arbore-gardens.

"Of course, Julay is a commercial city with a long history, and over the centuries, it has accumulated a lot of wealth, but in the eyes of these people, there seems to be nothing but wealth." Lu said sarcastically, pointing to the villa area. "There are a lot of parliamentarians living here, and I've asked about them and wanted to get some information, but there hasn't been any progress yet."

The guide car moved forward slowly, and the road pointed out to Duchamp the houses of the councillors whose addresses he had identified, one by one. As he walked, Lu suddenly thought of an idea.

"After all, I am a little famous here, and some things are difficult to come forward, for fear of being recognized. I have just thought of a public identity for you, and you will be the envoy of the lord of Gatapunia to coordinate the issue of Julai's supply of food to Gatapunia, so that would be a good cover. You can use that as a reason to reach out openly to those councillors. And they definitely won't be on the lookout! ”

"That's right!" Duchamp slapped his thigh excitedly, "And the bank!" ”

After detouring the rich area, Lu looked at the time and decided: "Let's go back to the restaurant for dinner first, and then go to the dock area after eating, I found a few brave and knowledgeable guys over there, and when it comes to smuggling, they are much more professional than us." ”

"What, you're still smuggling?" The little prince cried out in astonishment.

"Driver, concentrate on driving your car!" Duchamp unceremoniously tapped the back of the driver's seat.

It's raining today, and there aren't many guests at the old machete restaurant

"It's rare to see each other, so I'll cook for you today." Duchamp said enthusiastically.

"Ollie, come and help with the cooking." Duchamp stopped Olivier, who was walking up with everyone.

"This ...... All right. ”

Just as Duchamp was sincerely teaching his unique culinary skills to Olivier, the train from Haidu to Julai entered the station.

"Oh, it's raining here." Learmor looked at the sky helplessly.

"There are umbrellas sold at the station." Seeing the savior, Mura ran over, bought two umbrellas, and handed one to Learmour.

"Now, how do you find that preserved egg?" Lilmu asked Mura.

Mulla thought for a moment and replied, "They said that the narwhal is slow, let's go to the dock first, and it would be better to intercept them at the dock." ”

Unfortunately, when they braved the heavy rain to reach the port, the narwhal had been in port for a long time, and the owner kindly told them that the two young men had left early in the morning.

"Did they mention where they were going?" Mura asked.

"I think I mentioned it when I was on the boat, and I guess I was going to find an acquaintance in the city." The owner provided a piece of useful information.

"Learmu, did Stellary mention that he had any acquaintances in Julai?" After saying goodbye to his boss, Mura asked hopefully.

Learmor thought seriously for a long time and shook his head.

After a long day in the rain, Learmour finally asked, "What are we going to do next?" ”

Mura gritted her teeth and said, "Go and search for the places that nerds love to go, such as the places in the city where there are good food, fun, and beautiful women." ”

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