Walking closer, Sandro squatted down to check Caesar's injury, Caesar's eyes were closed tightly and his mouth was foaming, his face was a little purple, death was definitely dead, but the death was too strange, at first, Sandro thought that the bullet on his side accidentally injured Caesar, but seeing Caesar like this, he was very sure that someone else had done it.

Just as Sandro was checking the specific cause of Caesar's death, one of Caesar's subordinates suddenly pointed a gun at Sandro and said, "You actually shot and killed the governor of the empire, now go back with us immediately!" ”

Sandro glanced up at Caesar's men, snorted coldly and said, "Fart!" If I really killed your Governor, would I still run over like this and arrest him? Are you all blind? Was he shot to death? ”

"You'd better keep these things to say to the judge." After saying that, Caesar's men were about to step forward and capture Sandro, but Sandro shook off the hand that his subordinate had put up, and then his soldiers rushed over, and the two sides fell into a state of scarcity.

"Wait! Look what it is! One of Sandro's lieutenants suddenly pointed to Caesar's left leg and said, everyone looked in the direction of his finger, and saw that there seemed to be something like a needle in his left leg, but the needle was thin and long and almost completely submerged in Caesar's leg, and it was not necessarily found if you didn't look closely.

This new discovery made everyone temporarily put aside the idea of group fighting, and Caesar's men crouched down to pull out the needle, and Sandro immediately shouted: "Don't move! That needle is poisonous! ”

Sandro's rebuke was sudden, and Caesar's crouched men sat down on the ground in fright, and Sandro said to the crowd: "Now it is obvious that your Governor was shot to death with this slender flying needle. ”

Caesar's hands looked at each other, their faces were confused, and they were muttering in their hearts, a slender flying needle can shoot people? Even if it is poisonous, it is a bit unbelievable that such a slender flying needle wants to shoot so deep if it wants to hit the target at a long distance, right?

Sandro looked at Caesar's stunned men, then looked not far away, and then waved his hand: "Those friends who have watched the excitement have been watching for a long time, it's time to invite them back to talk." After saying that, his soldiers rushed around us, and they stopped us in pairs.

To be honest, we could run away if we wanted to, but the problem was that no matter how fast we ran, we would be seen, and it would be impossible to explain it when the time came, so including me, none of the melon-eating people at the scene resisted, and they all obediently followed Sandro back to the island barracks.

In just a few days, the new governor and his military attache all received a boxed lunch, compared to the infinite scenery and high-profile publicity when they first came to Paradise Island, their death was too sudden, and all kinds of so-called conspiracy theories became a must-talk topic for the people of Paradise Island after dinner.

When I was taken to the island barracks, I was confined to a room alone, but that room was not a prison, but more like a makeshift office, and after being locked in, no one paid any attention to me for most of the day, and I felt like I was back in the time when I was in the London Police.

Finally there were footsteps approaching, I sat up from the chair excitedly, I didn't expect it to be just a dinner-deliverer, but I looked at the little soldier who delivered dinner very familiarly, as if I had seen it somewhere, the little soldier was a little embarrassed by my staring, put down dinner and was about to leave, at this moment I suddenly remembered that he was Uncle Song's son!

It turned out that Uncle Song's son was really in Sandro's hands, but he was not in custody, but just one of his subordinates, and I asked the little soldier, "What's your name?" Where did it come from? ”

The little soldier was stunned by my question, hesitated for a moment and said to me, "My name is David, and I am from the southern part of the British Empire. ”

"David? Do you know Lao Song in the Paradise Island Cabinet? ”

"Old Song?" The little soldier shook his head and said, "I rarely leave the barracks, and even when I do, I rarely have contact with other people, so I haven't heard what you said about Old Song, Mr. Han, do you have any orders?" ”

Looking at the little soldier's bewildered face, I remembered that he had been implanted with an alpha chip and didn't know his original identity for a long time, and it was normal for him not to know Lao Song, so I smiled and said to him: "Oh, it's nothing, it's just that the two of us have eyes, so just ask, by the way, what time is it now?" Did Sandro say when you would talk to me? ”

The little soldier said: "Now it's dark outside, Commander Sandro has arrested a lot of people and come back, interrogating them one by one, I really don't know when I will talk to you, but the commander has ordered, Mr. Han should treat you differently, except that we can't let you out, we have to meet all your requirements." ”

"Well, I didn't expect that bastard to take such care of me so much, okay, you can get busy first, if you want to drink in the future, just go to the rum distillery to find me and drink for free."

The little soldier was inexplicably stopped by me, and inexplicably chatted about some and nothing, from beginning to end the whole person was confused, and after he left, I didn't politely solve the dinner sent over, and at the same time I have been thinking about a question in my mind, the reason why Lao Song chose to betray us is not because of this little soldier? Is this little soldier really the son of Lao Song? Is it possible that it just looks alike?

After dinner, Sandro finally came to me, and when he entered the house, he touched his bald head and smiled and asked me, "How is it?" My food here is still to your taste, right? ”

I touched my stomach with satisfaction and said, "Well, it's not bad, no wonder your soldiers are so desperate for you, and I'll be tempted by this food." ”

"Hehe, Manager Han said with a smile, my soldiers are loyal to the British Empire, and their allegiance is to Her Majesty, why are they dead set on me. By the way, what do you think of Caesar's death? ”

"Is that grandson really dead?"

"Hmm," Sandro nodded affirmatively, "he was already dead at the time, and after examination, it was confirmed that he had died of poisoning." ”

"Poisoned to death?" I frowned and asked, "That's strange, he was busy fighting with you at the time, how could he be poisoned and die for no reason?" ”

"Yes, I also think it's very strange, that's why I specially asked you to come back and ask for advice."

I looked at Sandro, this bastard looked like he was smiling, it was clearly a true interpretation of the knife hidden in the smile, and I asked him: "Commander, you don't think I poisoned Caesar, do you?" ”

Sandro didn't speak, just stared at me, and after a long time, he suddenly burst out laughing and said, "How so? If I had suspected that you were a murderer, I wouldn't have left you here alone, and I would have been entertained with delicious food and drink. ”

"Then what are you asking me for? I don't know anything about poisons or anything like that. ”

Sandro didn't answer my words, just took out a slender flying needle from his pocket, I didn't know what this bastard wanted to do, vigilantly dodged back, Sandro smiled and patted me on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, the poison on this flying needle has been removed." ”

I was a little embarrassed by the momentary dodge, and I awkwardly diverted the topic and said, "Tsk, this flying needle is interesting, who has the ability to shoot people with this thing?" ”

Sandro looked at me and said lightly: "As far as I know, many countries in the Oriental Islands are good at using this thing. ”