Duchamp did not continue to talk nonsense, he said seriously: "If you really want to go, then I will go with you." ”

"And me." Goode added eagerly.

Lu's brow furrowed. "You two can't go anywhere, study hard, and the future of Pvenis's large group depends on the two of you."

Duchamp's brows also furrowed, this sounded, how could he feel very unlucky!

"The enmity of your parents is not your brother's alone." Goode stubbornly defended himself.

"How rare it is to have such a learning opportunity, how can you just give up and run around!"

Duchamp coughed and joined Goode's side.

"You're going alone? Are there any plans? After all, it's been two years since that incident, and it's not easy to investigate now. ”

"Of course." Lu yelled at the two naïve guys like a parent. "Don't be so nervous, like I'm going to die. Your brother and I have been planning for a long time, and we have been preparing for a long time. ”

"Speak up and listen to it first." Duchamp knew that Lu was a man who was thick on the outside and thin on the inside, and his appearance was very capable of deceiving some people. However, the patience of the big man is also limited, and he is only willing to use his brain at most for many things, and if he doesn't follow him, Duchamp really feels uneasy.

As early as last autumn, he sent a few natives back to Julai, and opened a shop there, asking about the current situation. The incident in Wheat Field Town has long been forgotten by the Julai people. Through the other victims' families, Lu got some useful clues again, and this time he planned to go out in person.

"Remember the mayor I mentioned to you? After his death, his relatives heard that they went to the city to find some big people to ask for pensions, and it seemed that there was some kind of turmoil, isn't this an obvious clue? With a little inquiry, you can find out who the big people involved with them are. Also, the people in the town have heard some rumors, and the town next door has also been deducted from compensation, and it is not limited to the highlanders, and from these peripheries, a breakthrough will definitely be found. ”

Duchamp frowned. These clues all sound dangerous.

"Also, I have some inferences about the murderer. But go west and inquire. Lu said in as low a voice as he could.

"Is there a clue to that too?"

"Over the past year or so, I have repeatedly checked and calculated, and I feel that no matter the prior reconnaissance marks, the swiftness of the action, the ferocity of the killing, and the style of fighting, I feel like a well-numbered chasesser. In advance, I used the opportunity to post a notice to secretly mark the people who wanted to start. Then, because of his father's resistance, he killed one of their accomplices, and he deliberately killed so many people, which is not something that ordinary hunters can do. Coupled with the fact that they are also accepted for work of this scale, it means that their number will not be too many, only thirty or fifty at most. A small hunting regiment that acts brutally and unscrupulously, I don't think it's so difficult to track down. ”

"It's easy to say, with such a murderous hunting regiment, it must be risky for you to track down! Maybe before you find the clues, you will leak the news first, and then you will not be able to deal with it alone. What's more, the source of this matter may also involve those big shots! Let them smell the wind and preemptively hire killers to deal with you! ”

"Hmph, I'm not that easy to deal with, and besides, I'll be very stealthy."

Goode listened to the argument between the two suspiciously, and it was clear that there was something inside that he did not understand.

"Wait, what kind of big people are involved in this? Why haven't you told me before? ”

Duchamp looked at the road, and after a few seconds, a smile appeared on the road's face.

"Goode is not small, those things and our inferences, you can tell him again."

Duchamp sighed and recounted the possible involvement of the local dignitaries and the railway company in Julai. At last, his face looked across the street, and seeing that there was no one nearby, he whispered:

Judging from the changes in the pattern of Julai over the past year, it is also possible that this matter was planned and implemented by the imperial intelligence department, in order to build the railway as soon as possible in order to implement the plan to annex Julai. Whether the hired person was a local official in Julai, a railroad company, or a secret agency of the empire, it was extremely difficult and dangerous to trace, and the slightest leak of the news could be lost, so I had to go with you on this trip. ”

When Goode heard this, his heart fell into a sense of confusion.

This is not only the confusion of the father's revenge, but also the inference that the imperial government that Duchamp said at the end is also suspicious.

During his years in Julai, as a descendant of the highlanders, Goode had endured discrimination and heavy taxes, and he could be said to have no identification with Julai.

Since coming to the territory of the empire, holding the household registration of the empire, and successfully entering the Lulei University of Technology, he has been valued by the teachers and respected by the students, and invisibly, he has also accepted the values of the people around him, and his sense of identity with the empire has increased day by day.

However, if the death of his parents has something to do with the empire, the spiritual bond that he has built up with great difficulty will immediately fall apart.

Duchamp looked at Goode's face and understood what Goode was thinking, and couldn't help but sigh.

When Lu heard this paragraph, he couldn't help but be stunned, in his mind, he had imagined various possibilities countless times, and assumed countless times about his enemies, but he never thought of this possibility. He asked abruptly, "Styry, how did you come up with this possibility?" Is there any direct evidence? ”

"Evidence?" Duchamp looked up wistfully, looked at the sky mixed with steam and rust in Ruray, and said mockingly:

"Look at the gray-blue sky of Rulei, many people still hate it as dirty. Politics is a thousand times dirtier than this, there is not a single blue sky on it, it is all black, full of the squalor that we good people can think of, or cannot imagine at all, and even if you think of it in the worst way, perhaps your imagination is still 108,000 miles away from reality. That's why I've always believed that you can't have anything to do with politics, otherwise, the innocence and kindness that you keep in your heart will never be there anymore. ”

Duchamp stared at the road and said sincerely: "Lu, for the sake of Goode and the rest of the green forest, you can't take such a big risk alone. ”

Lu didn't look into Duchamp's eyes, he looked up at the not too blue sky of Lu Lei, his eyes were a little confused, but extremely resolute.

"Even if that were the case, we couldn't just wait and do nothing. Revenge is a righteous thing, and without justice, the wicked will do whatever they want, and neither goodness nor innocence can be preserved. ”

Unconsciously, Lu's brown face and brown eyes were already faintly covered with tears, which were not sad, but the purest oath from the heart. In order not to be noticed by the two little ones, he raised his head higher so that the tears would stay in his eyes and not fall.