Sitting in the lead car, with his left arm propped up on his face, he looked out boredly.

The rain poured down in streams, and through the layers of darkness, Bill saw an endless sea floating in the sky, the inky waters tumbling in lightning and thunder, and the waves were turbulent.

A black-and-white image flashed through his mind, black blood was about to move, as if he was being pulled, and Bill unconsciously raised his hand, his fingertips against the cold car window.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

"Be honest with me, don't move!"

The policeman on the right reprimanded sharply, looking extremely nervous, but only in exchange for Bill's extremely annoyed expression in response.

Relieved of his addiction, Shavoy turned and took out a cigar from the delicately carved wooden box and handed it to Bill, signaling the police to be quiet.

"Here's one, tobacco leaves that have been shipped directly from the Ibaka region, and the taste is pure, not a transplanted variety. ”

"I hate the smell of smoke, and smoking is bad for my health. ”

His brows furrowed slightly, his gaze withdrew from the black sea among the clouds, his fingers under his nostrils, and his eyes were full of vigilance.

Shawei shrugged his shoulders and casually put the cigar back in the wooden box, few people would refuse a high-end cigar, even if they didn't smoke it, they could sell it for a high price, Williams didn't love money as he thought.

The car was full of smoke, and observing his every move from the rearview mirror, even if he caught this man, Sha Wei still felt uneasy in his heart, and always felt that he had missed something.

"Don't reject me, Mr. Cliff, if you tell me honestly where Viscount Goode is, I will try to reduce your sentence in the court sentence. ”

"Don't embarrass us before you confess your sins. ”

With a low and soothing voice, Savoy enjoyed the moment of peace that the cigar brought him, and in this noisy world, smoking was his ritual of self-comfort.

"Sheriff Shavoy, you're mistaken. ”

"I have made it clear that the disappearance of Viscount Goode has nothing to do with me, and I have no reason or ability to kidnap a nobleman. ”

"I'm willing to go with you, but because I can't find a carriage back to the city, and I want to take a ride. ”

Bill glanced at Shawei, the inside of the car was cloudy, and the crack in the window was opened, and the sound of thunderstorm came into the car, and he leaned closer to the vent to let the fresh, moist air clean his nasal passages.

"Then what is the reason for your frequent contact with the Barclays family during this time?"

"Isn't it the youngest daughter of the Barclays family who has entrusted you with helping to deal with Viscount Goode and make him disappear, thus ruining her own marriage with Viscount Goode?"

"Don't play with me anymore, Cliff, it's not going to do you any good!"

Half-squinting, Sha Wei suddenly became irritable, uneasiness spread in his body, he took a hard puff of cigar, the fire accelerated and contracted, and the atmosphere in the carriage became more tense.

"Please, I'm just going to Barclays Trust Bank to handle business, is it wrong for civilians to go to the bank?"

"Another point, even if I have some connection with the Barclays family, it has nothing to do with the disappearance of Viscount Goode, this is a private matter!"

"Do you know about private matters?"

"Private matter!!"

Screaming excitedly, he slammed to his feet and physically attacked anything he could see in front of him, including cowhide seats and windows, even people.

The worst decision he ever made when he came to this world was to go to Barclays Trust Bank to deposit his belongings!

If he had known that the pocket watch could be stored directly in the shadow space, he wouldn't have to be involved in the inexplicable disappearance of the garbage noble!

How can the son of a great nobleman who was born with a golden spoon understand the suffering of the world, how can he know that he has to go through all kinds of hardships even to survive, and how can he understand how torturous it is to speak and do things carefully every day!

"I should have stripped off his shiny and hypocritical skin, and seen how his flesh and blood differed from ordinary people!"

The riot came suddenly, affecting the police cars, the steering wheel accidentally skidped, and the body swayed violently.

The police tried to stop Bill from going crazy, but when he hugged Bill, he banged on the car door and felt dizzy in front of him.

"Stop your stupid behavior!"

"If you continue to attack the police, I will make you ...... for assaulting the police"

Shawey pulled out his revolver and pointed it at the inexplicably crazy man, but when he threatened Bill with cruel words, he saw an even more inexplicable scene.

"Gross-"

The glass shook open one end wide, and Bill leaned against the door, sticking his head out of the window and throwing up, despite the pebble-sized raindrops outside.

"Gross-"

Feeling so sad that he was squeezed by a meat grinder, throwing up all his lunch, and soon there was no food left in his stomach to vent, Bill kept vomiting, ignoring the threat.

Although he vomited outside the car, there was still a sour smell mixed with moisture wafting into the car, Sha Wei was a little embarrassed, and he was still holding a revolver, not knowing whether to put it down.

"Mr. Cliff, are you alright?"

Still retracting the pistol, Sha Wei frowned and smoked, using the smell of smoke to cover up the sour smell, and the police car returned to its steady, speeding on the muddy road, splashing countless water.

Bill finally felt better, his wet head returned to the car, the back of his hand touched the corner of his mouth, and Shawei handed him a silk handkerchief, which he usually used to wipe his hands.

"Hypocrisy at its core. ”

"I've all said I'm allergic to strangers, can't you tell them not to touch me!"

"All TM is a self-righteous bastard!"

Shouting out what was in his mind, Bill felt dizzy, presumably with an empty stomach and symptoms of low blood sugar.

"Huh-"

"If the police are all of this kind of intelligence, there must be a lot of unjust, false and wrongful cases and unsolved cases in your police department. ”

Bill no longer cares about the face of the police, he only speculates about the idiot, the garbage that causes trouble to others, the damn hound doesn't deserve respect!

“...... You don't know us at all, so I forgive you for what you just said. ”

Although Shawei said this, he could still hear the dissatisfaction in his tone, and he was also very depressed, no matter how long he talked to Williams, he could not get information about Viscount Goode.

He had no choice but to change his strategy and use other methods to pry out the secret.

"Alright, Mr. Cliff, let's not talk about Barclays, and I apologize for the faux pas of his men, who were just too nervous. ”

"Actually, you don't have to be so cold, I originally wanted to thank you for sending Viscount Goode's life photos, thinking that you were willing to help us solve the disappearance. ”

"It turns out that you just want to distract the police with the photos and clear the suspicion of Barclays and yourself. ”

"How did you and Barclays meet, now I just want to know more details, all the people who have been in contact with Viscount Goode these days are being questioned at the police station. ”

"I want you to help me determine which of them is lying, that's all. ”

Shawe smoked a cigar and lit another one, choking Bill with a cough.

"Smoking is harmful to your health, I can't care if you want to die of lung disease, but don't let the people around you bear the consequences!"

Bill again stressed his frustration with the smokers, and at the same time felt strange that he had never sent photos to anyone, but only sent some of them back to the agency.

"Is there a nosy person in the newspaper?"

"Do you want to tell the police about this, will they believe it?"

"Che, I don't want to help them at all, but I still want to clear my suspicions, prove my innocence, and let them stop staring at the innocent me. 」

"Mr. Cliff, say whatever you want, who do you think is the most likely murderer of those women? ”

Sheriff Shawei smiled, he sat in the front seat, and used the rearview mirror to observe the subtle changes in Bill's expression, but no matter how he observed, he could only see disgust and impatience, and could not see weakness and fear.

"I don't know who did it, and I don't want to guess, you didn't pay me, and I'm not your police consultant. ”

"Mr. Cliff, let's talk casually, you are a smart man, and you follow Viscount Goode, aren't you curious about the real reason for Viscount Goode's disappearance, and the murderer's modus operandi. ”

"I thought you would have guessed in private, after all, living people disappear out of thin air. ”

Sheriff Shawey smiled and shrugged his shoulders and asked casually, spreading his hands to indicate that he was also curious, but received a straightforward refusal.

"I'm not interested. ”

"Yes, then I'll tell you what I think. ”

Sheriff Savoy talked to himself again, in addition to enlivening the atmosphere, he also wanted to sort out his thoughts and smooth out the clues again.

"Leaving aside Elijah Barclay, the five women in the photo, I think Elizabeth Bella's boyfriend had a motive for committing the crime, but with his ability, he couldn't make Viscount Goode disappear out of thin air. ”

"So I would prefer that the disappearance case has something to do with Grace Shirlil, who has many suitors, including nobles, wealthy merchants, and church members, who have the money and the manpower to kidnap Viscount Goode. ”

"And now the Goode family has not received any news from the kidnappers, if they kidnap the nobles for money, they should be in a hurry to negotiate for money. ”

"As for the other three women, a mistress, a little singer, and a female branch girl, I can't think of any power they have for the time being to make Viscount Goode disappear. ”

Bill looked out the window, the storm was still raging, the headlights could only illuminate his eyes, and the thunder was deafening.

“...... You guessed the wrong direction from the beginning, so no matter how much you investigated, you couldn't find out the truth. ”

Bill continued to look at the sky and said lightly.

"What?"

Covered in thunder as he spoke, Sheriff Shawey heard only a few words, did not understand the meaning of Bill's words, and had uncertain vigilance in his eyes.

"Are you saying that the disappearance of Viscount Goode really has nothing to do with these five women, so the mastermind of the disappearance case really wants Illya Barclay to disappear from Viscount Goode?"

"Why did you suddenly change your mind and admit it, that is, you sent me the life photos of Viscount Goode, and sure enough, it was to help Ellie......"

"Sheriff Shawei, why don't you understand it yet?"

Bill let out a long sigh and looked directly at Shawei, feeling like he was looking at a pig.

"Arrogant Sheriff Shavoy, you were mistaken from the beginning, I never sent you a photo. ”

"Believe it or not, the whole thing about Viscount Goode's disappearance has nothing to do with me, I'm just helping Illya take pictures of Viscount Goode's privacy and find Viscount Goode's handle. ”

"Sheriff Shawei, you've been deceived......"

Bang!

Purple lightning exploded in the sky, flashing pale and gloomy faces, and the electric light turned the night into day, and the steam cart jolted violently, as if it had pressed over the gravel pavement.

"Ahh

"Front! Front!!"

The driver's eyes suddenly widened and he shouted, one finger trembling forward.

Suddenly looking forward, there was a carriage on the opposite side heading straight for the police car, and the brown horse stepped on the crazy hooves, and the miserable neighing won in the screams of the crowd!

The picture is frozen on the panicked faces of the people, in the eerie needle woods, the smoky gray beast licks its paws gracefully in appreciation, and the dark green pupils shrink, reflecting everything in the eyes.

Suddenly, it snapped and spat out half-corroded metal parts.