Mason didn't know much about what his father did when he was young, and with Mr. Kersma's character, he couldn't honestly live in the countryside farming, but Durin knew more about these issues, who made him the most special one in the Kersma family?

As a father of many children, it is inevitable that fatherly love will not be evenly distributed to each child, and there will definitely be a choice to give more and that less.

Mr. Kersma was very upset when Doolin asked to leave the house, but after Doolin left, he actually secretly hummed a ditty.

The more brilliant the father's life, the more he hopes that his children can also have someone like himself, which is different, wonderful and unique.

It just so happened that Durin was satisfied with this, if there was one who was scolded the most when Mr. Kersma scolded, then it must be Durin, but if you asked him who he liked the most, he would not say that it was Durin, but in his heart there would be no second choice.

Sometimes Mason also feels a certain kind of indescribable discomfort, but this discomfort will quickly dissipate, he is a very easy person to be content, if it were not for Durin's request, he might not even want to be mayoral, and he would be the police chief for the rest of his life.

Thinking about how much power a person has, how much responsibility he has to bear, Mason feels that he doesn't know that some things are not necessarily bad, but are good.

But now, he felt that he should figure it out, figure out how much was going on!

After many years, someone came to investigate the case, and thought of some other connections, Mason vaguely felt that these people were not such simple guys, and the organization behind them was not an ordinary organization.

He hung up the phone and ordered, "Help me put the bath water, I need to take a shower, bath!", after saying that, he went back to the room to undress, his underwear was wet with sweat and sticky to his body was very uncomfortable, he needed to take a shower, and at the same time he needed to think and figure out what was going on behind this incident.

In the end, Mason is not a strict bad person, he is actually a good old man, he never has a too strict expression and frame when dealing with colleagues and subordinates, and he is not as dirty and obscene as other powerful people in life, he barely uses his pistol to aim and shoot anyone, and he can even say that he has never killed anyone!

He is not a bad person, but it cannot be said that he is an honest person, and the children of the Kersma family are definitely not good children, even if they are not bad, this is the consensus of all the residents of Alfalfa Town.

Being able to sneak in and out again a few years after the incident gave Mason a very keen sense of who these people were—they might be official.

This kind of understanding is also the experience gained when I was the local police chief a few years ago, whether it is a gang or a capitalist, their hatred will rarely be "overnight", not that it cannot exceed 24 hours, but often choose to end it as soon as possible.

If you can beat it, you will fight, and if you can't beat it, you will admit it, and there will be no matter that can be delayed until a few years later.

For ordinary people, the world and society are changing too fast, what they have to do is to keep up with the pace of the times and society, not to let themselves be abandoned by the times, and then strengthen themselves as much as possible, they will not put too much time and energy for a long time on something that can not bring them social value or people, end the old as soon as possible, start the new as soon as possible, this is their rule.

On the contrary, the official institutions can be said to be very procrastinating and unhurried in this regard, is this because the official does not pay attention to it?

Actually, it's not, it's just that there are too many official things, just like in the past, when Mason was the chief of police, there would be dozens to hundreds of different cases in Turnaire City every day, and if each case had to be resolved within 24 hours or 48 hours, it could basically be said to be impossible.

Each case needs to be investigated and collected one by one, and then the testimony of both sides is synthesized, and finally submitted to the local court for a decision, and sometimes it is normal for a case to drag on for a month or two without a hurry.

In addition, there are some style problems, and the police in charge of handling the case will definitely be very close to their work, but they will not work very hard, and they must solve the case first without even sleeping.

They sleep the same, they rest the same, they go to the bar, and they take the family out on weekends and holidays.

For them, solving the case is not their lifelong pursuit, it's just their job, working during working hours and refusing to work during non-working hours, this is the official attitude.

These people have restarted the investigation program after such a long time, and have been dormant for about a year, and this kind of meticulousness, this inefficiency, all exudes the peculiar smell of official institutions.

There is no truth that time is money in these people, and if it was really a private organization investigating these things, they could have kidnapped the innkeeper and tortured him out of his mouth to get what they wanted.

But they didn't, they chose the stupidest way to get the news, they must be the official ones - enough to pester, but not positive enough.

In an instant, the water in the bathtub was seven points full, and Mason entered the bathroom, told his wife to leave first, and then put the phone next to the fish tank.

He slid down slowly, breathing a sigh of relief, and after a while he made a phone call to Doolin, who he didn't know how to deal with, and should have let Doolin know.

Before Durin could say "it's me", he had already heard Mason's voice, and now the technology about the telephone has been very advanced, unlike when the phone first came out, the voice is distorted, and people often can't hear who is on the other side of the receiver.

Hearing Mason's voice, Durin laughed a few times and asked, "How did you think of calling me so late?"

The meaning of this sentence is that if there is nothing to do, it is better to make a long story short, it is already so late, and if there is a large paragraph and it is not so urgent, it can be said during the day tomorrow.

It is everyone's innate instinct to use the time spent at work to deal with personal matters.

Mason didn't joke with Doolin and told him the news he had gotten, and the more Dührin listened, the more frowning his brow became.

Some time ago, there was news that someone was investigating some old things, and Durin was a little dissatisfied, thinking that it might be the matter of the eldest prince or Mr. Kersma, the former blamed himself, and the latter blamed Mr. Kersma, such a big statue can be seen by a person, and if it is seen by someone who has seen Mr. Kersma, he will definitely think of something, although Mr. Kersma said that no one has seen his true face.

Du Lin absolutely didn't believe this, but if the old man had to say it, he couldn't do it the other way around.

Now with this news, he can be sure that those people are still investigating Anna's case, and only Anna's case is shocking enough to cause strong dissatisfaction in high-rise buildings in society.

He rubbed his temples, walked to the window, looked at the night scene outside the window and commanded, "I know this matter, just leave it to me to deal with, you should have done nothing happened, sleep well, I will solve these troubles as soon as possible." ”

"I know you're capable, but I also want to know what's going on and why there's always someone here to investigate something and not you. Mason is not a fool, if it is to investigate the problem of Doolin, these people can completely investigate Doolin in the state of Ambiluo, in Otis, in Illian.

These places are all places where Doolin made his fortune, and there must be a lot of criminal evidence related to Doolin, but these are not going to investigate in those places, but always not letting go of Turnier, what does this mean?

Explain that the subject of their investigation is not necessarily Doolin, but someone else, such as their father, Mr. Kersma.

"We are family, I am your brother, and I have the right to know the truth about something, Durin. Mason's tone was not high-pitched, but powerful, "You can't hide some things from me for the rest of your life, I will know the truth behind these things one day, but whether I know it today or in the future, I have only one wish......"

He paused slightly, and his voice became more emotional, "I hope it was you, or my family, who told me this, and not someone else told me!"

"Reasonable request, if you don't have anything to do tomorrow, you can go back and talk to Mr. Kersma about what he did when he was younger, so that decades from now we still have to deal with these hand tails!"

"In addition, you should pay attention to this matter, there should be other people lurking in Tenel to collect clues, these two people I will help you deal with them first, call me if anything, besides, you better carry a weapon with you now, this is not a joke!"

After hanging up the phone, Durin rubbed his temples, the two men pursued Anna's case and reopened the investigation a few years later, thinking that there might be some other incentives for this, such as some new, breakthrough clues, so they would reopen the investigation.

But now, no matter how he guessed, he had to solve these two troubles first, and then interrogate more troubles.

Twenty minutes later, a truck pulled up at the corner some distance from the hotel, and about twenty people with dome vendors, wearing high-necked trench coats with bulging winds, walked down the street, and the surrounding pedestrians immediately began to change routes spontaneously and silently.

No one will stay here to watch the excitement, since a young man who watched the excitement was found after the police arrived at the scene and asked him if he would like to testify in court, the next day he was found floating in the agate river, from that people have understood this simple truth, some of the excitement will kill people.

The innkeeper sat at the bar and watched the TV, and the TV cable group began with a TV set in installment subscriptions, and this cheap entertainment project has entered thousands of households and has become an indispensable entertainment item for most families every night.

Some cheap electricity bills and low monthly installment rents can allow the whole family to enjoy a happy evening time, and sometimes there are discounts on movie on demand, and you can watch two movies on demand for less than a dollar, which is very convenient and effective.

He yawned and watched sitcoms of, pee, and fart, and occasionally a very soulless hey hey burst into dry laughter, and his brain was already a little mushy.

He didn't go to the aid of the girls in need, and after he left the office of the intelligence dealer behind the bar, he was clutching a thousand dollars in cash, and when the cold wind blew, he shivered and woke up.

It was only then that he realized what he had just done, and after a brief moment of excitement, it was fear, infinite fear haunting him, coupled with the legacy of alcohol, he was very sleepy now, and he didn't want to go to bed so early, because the darkness with the lights off would make him feel uneasy.

At this moment, the bell hanging on the door rang a few times, and he raised his head to see the two men in trench coats walking in, and involuntarily leaned back, this kind of dress is definitely not a harmless person, this is another consensus of the residents of Turner City.

"Need ...... Is there anything I can do to help the two of you?", he asked a little slurred, and the two looked around, he was the only one in the duty room, and pushed the door in.

One of them asked, "Where do those two young men you are talking about?"

The innkeeper blinked, and he immediately reacted, and this matter really had something to do with Mason, and even with Durin.

While breathing a sigh of relief, he regretted it a little, he knew that it would be good to ask for a little more money, three thousand or five thousand yuan, and the one wearing the mask would definitely give it to him.

He nodded and came out, led the two of them to the street and looked up to the fourth floor of the house next door, and before he could say which two rooms the two people lived in, he suddenly looked at the fourth floor of his house a little strangely, and said casually, "Why does that room seem to be someone?"

At this time, the young man in charge of the operation walked up, he pressed the shoulder of the innkeeper, and asked in a gentle voice, "Which room are you talking about?"

The innkeeper swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and subconsciously replied honestly, "I'm talking about the fourth floor of my house, since the lady died in it, I changed it into a storage room, but now there seems to be light inside......"

The group looked up one after another, Turnell's night was very dark, there was not too much industrial pollution in this era, and the dense stars in the sky made people fear and yearn every time they looked up, but at this time, these people's attention was not on the bright starry sky, but on the window on the fourth floor.

On this window, there was a bright light shadow about an inch wide at most, swaying, the team leader took a few steps back and looked up, the window on the fourth floor was dark, and after a few more steps, a bright light appeared in the window.

Obviously, there was something that blocked the window so that he couldn't see any light when he looked at the fourth floor from other angles, but at this time, he was almost standing directly below the stairs, and through the small gap between the shield and the window, he could see the candlelight flickering slightly on the ceiling, which made him realize that there was someone in the room.

He also quickly made arrangements, six people to stay downstairs, two people to stay in the back alley, and some of the others went to the fourth floor next door to see if the two people were in the house, while the rest of the people went to the fourth floor of the hotel to check who was inside and what was being done.

Not long after, the two people who were searching the register suddenly stopped what they were doing, and one of them directly snuffed out the candlelight with his fingers, slowed down his breathing, and remained motionless.

In the next room, the room where they lived, there was a sound similar to an iron pipe falling to the floor, a gadget they had set up when they were leaving, not aimed at anyone, but purely a professional habit.

If someone touches it in the middle of the night, they can wake up as soon as possible, and if they go out and someone touches it, the iron pipe can also smash a white spot on the ground, even if the other party can put the steel pipe intact, it can't deal with the defective traces on the ground.

Someone entered their room, and the two looked at each other in the darkness - the faint light from the outside reflected off the surface of their eyes, and they could see each other's eyes.

One of them slowly moved towards the door, while the other slowly removed a piece of wood from the window and looked down.

The streets were very quiet, there were no unusual people, and there were no particularly conspicuous vehicles, and there was not much change from when they came back, but then he chuckled in his heart, and he already realized that it was not good.

There were not a few people to be seen on the whole street, and the shops across the road were closed, and if he couldn't see what the problem was, he had trained the dogs for so many years.

He pulled out his pistol and walked to the door, just as there was a "zhiya" sound from the stairs on the fourth floor, not far from their room, when the floor twisted, and the two already understood that they were exposed and were being targeted.

The room was quiet only for the shallow breathing of each other, and some slight footsteps came from the middle of the hallway, which eventually converged on the outside of this room, their hands sweaty.

Although I knew that my job would be very dangerous when I entered the industry, and there would definitely be times when I had to face the choice between life and death, people would still be nervous, fearful, and timid when they reached this point.

There was a strange balance between the room and the outside of the room, no one moved first, but it seemed that they could all be sure that behind this wall in front of them, there was someone!

About three or four minutes later, the sound of footsteps came from downstairs, and a man who had gone to search the room next door ran up, he was stunned for a moment, and then whispered in the squad leader's ear that there was no one there.

Although the voice is very soft, but the room is not very tight door panel can still faintly hear something, the two of them have no luck this time, they have taken a breath and puffed up their chests, supporting the courage of the whole body, planning to give these people outside the door a fight!

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