After breakfast, John refused to be offered by his master, put on his hat and left. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's not far from Carlton Villa, and because of last night's events, the previously quiet streets have become noisy.

Every once in a while, horse-drawn carriages with police station badges sped by, carrying corpses and weeping people, and residents on both sides of the road gathered to talk about their inquiries and rumors without a source.

What a promising young lawyer, what the only daughter of a winery owner, and even the youngest son of the deputy chief of the police department......

Every name is full of a storm, and every dead person is a nuisance.

John's face changed slightly, things were worse than he had originally thought, and when he walked through the street, he did not walk towards New Street, but turned and walked towards the place where the accident occurred not far away.

As soon as he walked outside the villa, he saw Henry standing in the carriage and looking around, and next to him, Uncle Benjamin was sternly reprimanding his stupid son.

The eldest young master had an accident, and if he didn't go up to help, he ran away in a carriage, and if this kind of thing was known to Mr. Condon, who knows if he would have other ideas.

"You bastard, you're pissed me off." Benjamin's face was full of anger, and he slapped Frank in the face and yelled angrily,

"If something happens to Master John, be careful that I kill you."

"Dad!"

Frank was very aggrieved and wanted to defend himself, but as soon as he saw his father's cold eyes, the words in his throat suddenly got stuck.

At that time, the scene was so chaotic, who still had the leisure to care about others, and I didn't see those who ran slowly became dead.

Besides, I'm your son, and he's John Condon.

Frank muttered in his heart, of course, he would never dare to say these words.

John took off his hat and strode forward, and the sharp-eyed Henry saw him from afar, and exclaimed,

"Look, it's the eldest young master, the eldest young master is back."

He shouted excitedly, jumped out of the carriage, and strode up to John,

"Young Master, are you okay, where did you go last night, we were all worried about death."

"It's okay, don't worry."

John patted him on the shoulder, threw his hat at him, walked over to the carriage, and smiled,

"Uncle Benjamin, I'm worried about you, I met a friend last night, and I had to take me to his house, so I was delayed for one night."

After saying a word, Benjamin's face instantly turned red, the eldest young master did not intend to investigate the matter of Frank's escape last night, which made him both ashamed and moved.

"It's fine if you're okay."

He let out a long sigh, his mood complicated, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

At this moment, another carriage came in the distance, and the pungent smell filled the air, making people sick.

However, there was something different in that there were no accompanying family members of the deceased on this carriage, only a pile of nameless corpses covered with sackcloth.

"Those half-breed werewolves."

John's eyebrows curled slightly, and he asked Benjamin beside him,

"Is there any update on that accident?"

Benjamin shook his head, "I haven't been here for a long time, if the eldest young master is interested, I can accompany you there." ”

"Hmmm! Let's get over it! ”

John asked Frank and Henry to stay and watch the car, and walked with Benjamin to the Carlton Villa.

The closer you got to the villa, the more guards there were on both sides of the road, and even later the Tennessee Army showed up, and these non-commissioned officers were all loaded with guns and set up checkpoints at the surrounding intersections, and surrounded the Carlton villa tightly.

With the help of Benjamin's lawyers, the two escaped the guards' barricade and arrived at the family gathering place on the periphery of the cordon.

Benjamin pointed to the crowd at the front of the crowd who were protected by the guards and introduced, "Young master, the one at the front is Logan Francis. ”

John fixed his eyes, and in his field of vision appeared a tall, gray-haired old white man, the old man with a wrinkled face, his hair combed haphazardly, and his gray shirt casually inserted into his trousers, looking not like a mayor, but like a farmer working in a wheat field.

"This is the legendary mayor of Memphis and the founder of the Nance Chamber of Commerce!" John frowned and muttered to himself, "The owners of millions of assets, the top 100 richest people in the United States wear this dress." ”

"Alright! Maybe it's his personal favorite! ”

John shook his head, looked at him casually, then looked at the two middle-aged men standing behind him, and said,

"The two behind him must be Police Chief Brent and Prison Director Bob!"

"Yes!" Benjamin nodded and said, "The one on the left is Lord Brent, before he became the chief of police, he was a colonel in the Tennessee Army, and the one on the right is Mr. Bob, he has a good relationship with the master, and when the master is hospitalized, Mr. Bob often visits the hospital." ”

"Oh!" John's expression moved slightly, and he whispered, "So, my father and he are still friends. ”

"Hmmm! Mr. Condon has donated to the prison three times, spending Christmas at his home last year, and they have always had a good relationship. ”

"Looks like I should pay a visit."

John laughed and said that Bob's name was not on the list, and that it was probably true that they were, as Benjamin had claimed, friends rather than masters and believers.

In this case, perhaps the relationship should continue in one's own hands.

……

If there was to be one of the most unscrupulous Memphis officials, it would be Prison Warden Bob Hobson.

Over fifty years old, he had the appearance of a forty-year-old, well-dressed, athletic, and a pair of single-eyed lenses, which looked like a writer who was obsessed with literature from a distance.

But last night's accident made this very temperamental warden completely lose his demeanor, and even became panicked.

Carlton's villa was attacked, and the werewolf who launched the attack was the same prisoner who disappeared from the prison some time ago.

The prison is the place under his jurisdiction, and now this kind of thing is happening, even if the mayor does not pursue it, public opinion will put him in a very passive situation.

Bob's expression was solemn, his face turned pale and pale, the consequences of this incident were too serious, and if he was not careful, he might be the prison warden and would come to an end.

"Your Excellency, a young man said he wanted to see you." One of the guards suddenly ran over and said,

"Young man, who?"

Bob asked in an unkind tone, this was a time of crisis, and he was not in the mood to care about the of those young people.

"The man said his name was John Condon, and he was from Condon Manor."

"Condon Manor, John Condon!" Bob frowned, remembering the recent rumors, and muttered to himself, "Could it be Derek's eldest son?" ”

"Bring him here."

"Yes."

The guard saluted and turned away, and a moment later a mild-looking, handsome young man approached Bob.

The young man bowed slightly and said with a smile,

"John Condon has met Uncle Bob."