By the time Igor woke up, it was already morning, and he was awakened by urine. He looked at the somewhat unfamiliar sleeping environment, and the whole person was stunned for a moment before realizing that he had been kidnapped. He didn't understand why that guy would kidnap him, he didn't have any money, he was already very honest compared to other officials, and the monthly usage fee for phone customers was directly into the city hall's unified fee account, and the only place he could start was the first installation fee.

According to the opinions of the city hall and the state, as long as it does not lose money, it is a policy to promote the use of telephones by everyone. The postman could not be faster than the telephone, and there were problems with communication in some remote places, which was also one of the policies of the new party leader Maggs to strengthen the central government's control over local power. So as long as you don't lose money, the excess will fall into his hands.

He doesn't have much money, don't look at the opening with Natalie this time is three million, and the kickback can be given fifty thousand, but he really doesn't have any money. The deposits in the bank add up to tens of thousands of yuan, so he thinks that it is a wrong choice for the other party to kidnap him, if the other party is for money.

"Anyone, I need to go to the toilet!", he shouted in a slightly hoarse voice, his throat aching for a while, even if he swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He screamed several times, but no one answered, and he looked at the abandoned warehouse-like environment, and finally closed his eyes.

A hot and humid current of heat instantly began to spread along his legs, and a obedient smell of warmth also spread, he frowned and breathed a sigh of relief, struggling a few times to see if there was a chance to get out of here.

His hands were tied behind his back and tightened, not feeling loose, and he looked around the ground for something to try to cut the rope, but there was nothing but decaying weeds and dust.

He shouted a few times helplessly, but no one answered, he didn't know how long he had been here, and he didn't know what time it was, just when he was hungry and thirsty to the limit, the door of the warehouse was slowly opened in the scream of the twisting of the wooden tenon, and two figures walked in in the setting sun with their backs to the light.

Igor squinted at the two figures, trying to distinguish their appearances, but he could not see clearly, only an outline. He licked his lips and asked in a hoarse voice, "Who are you and why did you kidnap me?"

One of them said to the other, "Look, I knew he would say that." The voice was young and had an indescribable attraction, and when the two of them got closer, he squinted to see their faces.

One was the Kalam he knew, and the other was a stranger he didn't know, and he looked at the two with some wariness, and most importantly, the Kalam. He told him all his secrets, what the hell, the other party wouldn't blackmail him because of this, right? He chose to keep silent at this time, and closed his eyes.

Out of his sight, Dover kicked him in the face, and Igor howled in pain unable to close his eyes. Blood flowed down his nostrils and the corners of his mouth, and the bridge of his nose looked crooked, making his little handsome face miserable.

Durin raised his hand to stop Dover's desire to continue beating him, walked over to Igor and crouched down, took a handkerchief from his pocket and shook it open, wiping the blood from Igor's face. His movements were gentle, as if he was afraid of hurting Igor. Having just received a merciless attack from Dufo, Igor was trembling physically and mentally at this time, this young man named Kalam knew that he was an official and dared to beat himself, which inevitably made Igor think too much.

At this time, I happened to meet a reasonable, polite and well-bred man, like a lost lamb finding a shepherd, and there was a glimmer of light tearing through the darkness. He tilted his head and looked at Durin beggingly, "What do you want? money, or something else? Make a price, as long as I have it, I will give it to you, and I promise not to call the police!"

But the man didn't answer him anything, just smiled, wiped all the blood from his face, and threw the handkerchief to the side.

"My name is Doolin, and it's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Igor. The young man squatted in front of him and said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, I'm glad to meet you, sir!", and he was about to say something, when suddenly a spirit, where had he heard of the name...... I remembered that it was at a meeting at the town hall, and the mayor said that there was a rich mayor from the poor place next door, who seemed to be called Durin or something. He cautiously asked, "You are the ...... of Otis City?"

Without hesitation, Durin admitted, "That's right, I'm the mayor here. ”

Igor breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Durin say this, the other party was an official, and he was also a brother of the New Party, so his life was safe. He just wanted to say a pleasant greeting to Durin, and when he climbed the relationship, Doolin asked a question.

"Did you make things difficult for the staff I sent to Namid Linders two days ago? When Durin said this, Igor had ten thousand wild boars running wild in his heart, he didn't know that the woman named Natalie was the mayor's concubine, and if he knew, he would never dare to do anything to Natalie. No matter how bold he is, he wouldn't dare to do such a thing.

The mayor is the mayor, don't look at the city of Otis there is nothing, but the mayor is the mayor, and a higher rank in the party than him means that he has more and greater power than him, and he only needs to crook his mouth to cut off his political life.

When he squeezed out an ugly smile to remedy something, Durin stood up and sighed softly, "Power is a good thing, and a magical thing. It can change the mindset of some people in a very short period of time, and it can also turn a good person into a bad person. Mr. Igor, if you were bullying a man, I might be a little more affectionate, but if you were bullying a woman, and you were also tasked with the task I gave her, you were disrespecting me. ”

"All the people who give me an ugly look and give me a look are not my friends. I will treat my friends with the best things, but I will treat my enemies ......", he pursed his lips and smiled and bent slightly, "Goodbye, Mr. Igor. Although the night is long, there is always a bright moment, I wish you a good dream!"

Dover pulled the pistol out of his pocket, put it on the safe, and when the handle of the pistol heated slightly, he pulled the trigger continuously. Mr. Igor trembled on the ground like a rag bag a few times, his eyes almost glared out, and he rolled a few times with a flushed face, and finally ended his absurd life quietly.

Dover went to the meeting, and he brought a cask for the wine, and he put Mr. Igor in it, sealed the lid, and withdrew. The two of them found a barren place in the wilderness, dug a pit and threw the guy into it, buried it in the soil, and then clapped their hands to end the work.

Durin gave Dover a cigarette, and the two of them squatted on the edge of the marked mound and smoked, and while smoking, Dover asked, "Actually, wouldn't it be better for me to kill him in Namilndus?

Like the thugs on the streets of Turnell, Durin took the cigarette holder out of his mouth with his thumb and middle finger, took a puff of smoke, shook his head, and said, "You don't understand. Igor's death on the side of Namilinders is not a small problem, and there are already people in the New Party who are staring at me. This time I came to Otis because of those people, and if this guy dies over there, it may be some reason for others to suspect me at any time. ”

"Political parties are the same thing as all organizations, all Buddhas, what would you do if we found out that one of the fellow townspeople might have done something detrimental to our interests?"

Dover shrugged his shoulders and replied without even thinking about it: "Grab him and knock him open......"

"Look, that's the problem, you just have to be suspicious to do it, and it's the same for the Ministry of Internal Affairs. They only need to suspect and they can investigate me, so Igor can't die, he has to live!"

Dulfo didn't understand what Durin meant, if Igor had to live, then why did he kill this guy?

Thinking of what he couldn't figure out, Du Buddha was quickly relieved, after all, the gods didn't give him a brain as smart as Durin, since he couldn't figure it out, he didn't want to, Dulin could figure it out.

The two finished smoking, casually threw the cigarette butts aside, and left in the car.

At the same time, in the No. 2 Prison of the Imperial Capital, Amp was dragged into the interrogation room with a sallow face. Both of his legs were "broken", and one of his ears was torn off because he accidentally fell while taking a bath. He was not good, he suspected that he might die here soon, but he firmly believed that his death was not meaningless, because time would eventually give him the fairest judgment.

As he sat in his chair panting, the sound of walking in high heels hit his ears, and he tilted his head slightly to see a woman in a beret walk in. The woman was ugly, with horrible scars on half of her face, an eye patch, and possibly blind in one eye. The remaining half of her face was beautiful, and she must have had a lot of people pursuing before she was disfigured.

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