Alcohol is a good thing, it can paralyze the nerves, let the brain cells die irreversibly, throughout many Alzheimer's patients, most of them have the habit of drinking alcohol daily.

Although this thing is harmful, there are still many people who are addicted to it, in fact, it is not a sad thing to wait for old age, to live in a daze, and even to live in memories, at least in that memory, everyone is in their prime, not in old age.

The innkeeper was now red-faced, drunk, and under the influence of wine and meat, he took off his coat and draped it over his shoulders, and talked about the murder that should not have been talked about.

In fact, it's not a big deal, for people living in Turner City, seeing dead people is as common as seeing cats and dogs killed on the side of the road, in the early years, the established tycoons were fighting with weapons, gangs were fighting with each other, which one was not killing a river of blood, and the stumps and broken arms were scattered all over the place?

Sometimes there are not enough people at the police station, and the residents on the side of the road take the initiative to come out with buckets to wash the blood all over the ground, and seeing a dead man is like looking at a piece of meat on a cutting board for the owner of the hotel business.

In his narrative, a past that had been sealed for several years resurfaced.

"It was a time when the weather was not too hot, I forgot whether it was spring or winter, anyway, the weather was not ......too hot", he took another sip of the wine glass, and the young man next to him quickly poured it for him, he looked at the slightly cloudy wine in the wine glass, and his heart was very comfortable, and he wanted to talk about it, if he didn't say something, he suspected that he would go crazy.

"During that time, I had four guests in my hotel, three men and one woman, and they were a group, but each of them had a separate room. ”

"You know, the old Turnier ......," he sneered as his shoulders shook his shoulders, "it's like a dung tank, there's no industry here, people are climbing up like crazy to squeeze people, even ......"

He stopped talking at this point, obviously thinking of something, and directly diverted the conversation, "I can remember those people, but also because these people are very strange, they can rent two or three rooms, but they want everyone to rent one, so I remember very clearly, these people are not short of money." ”

"They stayed for many days, I don't think they were like nice people, everyone was gloomy, and then they borrowed a car from somewhere and went around the neighborhood. ”

"Later, one night, the woman among the four had an accident......", the owner of the tavern seemed to be recalling something, and after a long time he shook his head and wiped the wine in the cup, and sighed, "It's miserable, there are a lot of injuries on my body, and I have abandoned that room now, and now it has been converted into a storage room......"

The two young men glanced at each other, and one of them asked, "What about the murderer, have you caught it?" I really don't know what kind of person can be ruthless to women." ”

The innkeeper ate some meat and refilled the wine, "I didn't catch it, and I don't know what happened next." ”

"Something so big, the guests who stayed in the hotel at that time must have been frightened, did any of them check out, boss, you can be regarded as a big loss. This sentence is a very interesting question, insinuating that I want to ask something more detailed.

The innkeeper lowered his head and kicked the ground under his feet, and when he looked up again, he looked at the busy street on the side of the road, "I forgot." ”

The two young men did not ask again, and began to eat meat and drink, and soon the two pots of meat and a bottle of wine on the table were all wiped out by the three of them together, and the two young men patted their butts and went back to sleep, but the innkeeper took a handful of change, and staggered to let the children of the family help him look after the store, and walked towards a small bar nearby.

The young man standing behind the curtain on the third floor was retracted from the back of the innkeeper who had disappeared at the entrance of the alley, and the instructions given to him by his superiors were to lie down, build proper social relations, and not to investigate the assassination of Colonel Anna for the time being.

But just last month, news suddenly came from the imperial capital, asking them to restart the investigation into the assassination of Colonel Anna, and the object of the investigation of the two people was the register of this small hotel.

According to the evidence they had gathered, there was more than one person in the room on the night of Colonel Anna's assassination, and it was difficult for a professionally trained male to win with the strength of Colonel.

This woman is characterized by her ruthlessness, until she has been dead for several years, and there are legends about her within the Knights of the Rose, including the legend that she removed one of her ribs and stabbed a mission target to death as a dagger, and has been terrorizing all newcomers.

is such a ruthless woman, who actually died quietly in this small hotel, and what is even more terrifying is that she was investigating the clues of Scarlet Dawn at the time, and it is very likely that she was killed by the members of Scarlet Dawn in this hotel.

After Memnon's death, the empire completely lost the opportunity to know the whereabouts of some of the main figures in the Bloody Dawn, and Memnon was killed by Durin before he could tell the news - this is not a rumor, which led to the suspension of follow-up plans.

The reactivation of this plan now is still due to the small disagreement between Durin and the Grand Prince, whether Durin was involved in the Scarlet Dawn case or not, he grew up in Turner.

It would obviously be best for him not to join the Dawn of Blood, but if he did, as long as he found the evidence, he didn't need to worry about Durin becoming the next Magus, and those evidence could easily destroy him, no matter what means he had or who was standing behind him.

With the idea of not being afraid of failure to try, the members of these organizations that are lurking in Turner City to cultivate social connections are active again.

The idea of these two men was simple, if the person who assassinated Colonel Anna was from outside, then there must have been someone who had seen these two men at that time.

You must know that at that time, cars were still a luxury, and no one in this small city could afford to buy a car and drive it.

Even if they hadn't come by car, Turnair's traffic at the time, including the innkeeper, would have seen them.

In the evidence collected in the early stage, the owner of the small hotel did not testify in this regard, he said that he did not see anyone entering or leaving the hotel, so it is very likely that the assassin of Colonel Anna lived in the hotel before the crime as residents, and after the assassination of Colonel Anna, they did not flee, but returned to their room, and then were asked by the police to leave the place.

Whether or not this was a viable way to detect, the two young men were going to give it a try, and they had already found out the innkeeper by the day, and the register of the inhabitants was still kept, and it was placed in the room where Colonel Anna had been killed.

Seeing that the innkeeper had gone to the aid of the poor girls who could not afford to wear clothes, two young men lightly opened the barricaded door with a special key, and they brought candles with them.

In the dusty boxes, the evening's work began.

On the other hand, the owner of the hotel came to the small bar he frequented, most of the bars in Turnair are not licensed to sell alcohol, they are all operating illegally, but the nature of this city is very special, the police do not like to arrest these people, and the Contraband Investigation Bureau has completely coaxed it.

With two successive directors arrested and imprisoned for malfeasance and duty-related crimes, and the Contraband Bureau has a bad reputation and no one wants them to do anything about it, Turnell's Contraband Bureau has become a paradise for exile in Canres State.

The reason why it is called a paradise is purely because although it is full of losers and wastes of the Canres struggle, their law enforcement powers still exist, so in order not to cause trouble with each other, every month large and small bars "confess" to the Contraband Investigation Bureau.

From the cash payment of Chiguoguo, to the giving of some drinks and even beef, those agents who were already unmotivated and self-defeating began to settle for the status quo, which also caused the special environment of Turnaire City - illegal bars were rampant.

In fact, there is another theory behind this, which is limited to the statements of certain people who wander in the gray area, they often say that almost all of Turnel's wine comes from Doolin's hands, and no one can check Doolin, and if you don't want to be unlucky, it's better not to touch these bars and these wines.

It's hard to say whether this is the real reason for the formation of Turner's special environment, but there is some truth to it.

The innkeeper pushed open the door of the bar in the alley, there was nothing to hide, everything was generous, and a neon sign made of light tubes with red high heels and yellow wine glasses hung up, especially bright in the alley at night.

The tavern owner was already a little drunk, he forced himself to control his body, and walked to the edge of the bar a little unsteadily, and the bartender immediately walked over, "Something?"

He swallowed, cracked his mouth and smiled, revealing a mouthful of jagged yellow teeth that emitted a disgusting stench, and leaned over on the table, "I want to sell a piece of information......

The bartender looked at him, "You know, some jokes can be miserable." ”

"What, you think I'm joking right now?", the tavern owner was a little angry, his voice was a little louder, everyone around looked over, the bartender frowned, tilted his head, and he smiled and walked around the bar from one side and through the door behind the bartender.

The customers next to the bar didn't care about this, selling intelligence has always been the source of livelihood for some of them, from one dollar or two of intelligence, to tens of hundreds, thousands of intelligence, these large and small intelligence form Tennell's low-level intelligence network, some of which have a certain economic value will be circulated to other places.

This is also the favorite job of lazy people and idlers, it doesn't need to be physically exhausted, just look for people everywhere to drink, chat, maybe when a message will sell for hundreds or thousands of dollars.

The innkeeper who walked into the backstage suddenly felt a little cold, it was a cold store, there were some beef legs and hams, and some other meats.

There were still some bright red blood stains on the gray and black ice that had accumulated on the ground for an unknown period of time, and the cold air made him spew two hot breaths from his nostrils with every breath, and his drunkenness was also a little sober.

He hesitated to leave, but gritted his teeth and continued to walk until he passed through the cold storage and entered a warm room.

A guy in an old gas mask sat in a simple chair with a very shabby table in front of him, and the strange guy glanced up at the tavernkeeper, and through the closed piece of glass, their eyes touched in the air, and the innkeeper looked away.

"The general content of the information, it doesn't need to be very detailed, and then your offer, if I'm interested we can continue to talk, if I'm not interested, you can leave through the side door, and after you go out, you'll be in another alley. ”

"It's fair ......", the tavern owner said a little inexplicably, probably a little timidly, "I don't know if you know me, I'm the owner of the little inn next door, you know that I had a homicide there before, and recently someone has become interested in that case, I think it should be able to sell for some money." ”

The guy in charge of intelligence trading laughed a few times, "Why do you think this news is valuable? If I were you, I wouldn't waste so much time on this matter, you can leave, and of course if you have better news next time, you can come to me." ”

The tavern owner did not leave, but stood in place, "Three hundred, no, five, no, a thousand, a thousand for this news!"

The masked guy was stunned, he didn't laugh at the tavernkeeper's indiscretion, and he didn't let the drunken fool get rid of it, but asked a crucial question, "Why do you think this news is worth a thousand dollars?"

This is the ability that every person who buys and sells information for a living must master, and it is impossible for them to ensure that they have the most fair and correct assessment of the value of each piece of information, in fact, most of the price of information comes from the bargaining behavior of both sides, when the tavern owner directly shouted out a thousand yuan, the masked man realized that there must be something he did not notice, so the innkeeper dared to shout the price of a thousand yuan.

The innkeeper licked his lips, and then it only took two seconds to conquer the masked man, making him sincerely take out a thousand pieces and stuff them into the innkeeper's hand.

The owner of the inn said something like this - "The police chief at the time of the crime was called Mason, Chief Mason Kersma!"

In fact, this is a very obvious high-priced news, and the reason why the masked man didn't expect it was purely because he had too many things to deal with, and he couldn't take care of all aspects properly.

But his reaction was quick, and the masked man came to his senses when the innkeeper said Director Mason Kersma.

There are still people who have a case before the secret investigation that shows that there is something wrong in this case, and it just so happens that Mason was the chief of police at the time, and it is very likely that Mason himself, and even Dohrin, were involved in this case.

Now Mason is the mayor of Turnier, and Durin is the governor of Ambiluo, if this news is true, his guess is also true, and a thousand dollars can be said to have made a lot of money.

All he needed to do was make a phone call and tell anyone who had a relationship with Mason or Durin about it, and he would be able to walk sideways in Turner in the future, and everyone knew that this was the city of the Kersma family!

A little later, Mason returned from a party, and Turnier's special geographical location was its dead end in the past, but in the current era of the rise of international trade, it has become its advantage.

The cost of land transportation has gradually become higher than the cost of sea transportation, and with the improvement of nautical power compartment technology, including the replacement of catalysts, the need to drive large cargo ships has not decreased, but the number of cargo compartments that can be dragged is increasing.

It stands to reason that land transportation should start to decline, but in inland areas where water transportation resources are scarce, the final transportation still depends on land transportation.

In this regard, Turnair is not short of resources, and several cross-border railways pass through Turner City, which has also made Turnaire City prosper rapidly at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

A large number of foreign-funded enterprises set up offices in Turnell and then expanded into companies, some of which even planned to set up regional headquarters in the empire here, and the arrival of these people accelerated the economic development and construction of Turnaire City, and of course it can be said that Mason was a very lucky guy.

The city's economy is growing rapidly, and everyone who lives here can immediately feel that ten years ago there was only a dozen yuan a month's salary, and now there are at least 70 yuan a month, this is the change, the real change.

The people at the bottom will not understand too much about the economic construction at the national level, they only know that they are now receiving several times the salary in the past, and all this appeared after Mason took office, then Mason is a qualified mayor, a respected mayor.

Add to that his last name, and his pedigree, and he's a well-deserved superstar in the city.

He took off his coat and sat on the sofa, exuding a strong smell of alcohol, in fact, Mason is a good person, at least he will not be like other men, no matter what kind of socialization he has, he will come back to sleep every night, no matter how late, he must come back.

His wife offered him a cup of bitter decanting soup, which is said to be a local method of boiling burnt coffee beans with ten times the number of bitter chrysanthemum petals, and a cup of dark brown water can make a drunk person feel better.

Mason drank some, but the effect was not as good as it was at first, he was still drunk and couldn't move, as if he was about to fall asleep.

At this time, the phone in the hall rang, and Mason, who was drunk and almost unconscious, had to answer the phone in person, and less than five seconds after he received the call and said "it's me", the whole person sat up straight, and began to secrete a large number of sweat beads up and down his body, and he couldn't wipe it clean!

In such an instant, I was frightened, cold, and woke up!

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