Of course, it is essential to prepare before pulling the trigger, such as finding the target, determining his current location, taking the next action, and finding a suitable sniper spot.

Don't look at the snipers on TV and movies who are so powerful, holding a gun seems to be able to beat the air every second, and whoever is violent will be brutalized in the head, that's because they have done a lot of preliminary work.

These preliminary preparations are trivial and annoying, and they cannot be easily completed by a sniper alone without the support of a strong backyard team.

However, in this world, there are no cameras that can be seen everywhere in Su Mo's original world, and there are not so many things that need to be paid attention to and guarded against. At least, after Su Mo fired, those people would not have thought of going to the nearby commanding heights and sniper points to find the murderer in the first place.

Of course, even if the difficulty was reduced, when there was only one person, Su Mo still found a suitable position for most of the day.

Next, just wait for the hapless Marquis Monroe to appear.

Yes, the first name on that list is a marquis. This marquis family has always been at odds with the Wobs family, and since his grandfather's generation, they have fought openly and secretly countless times.

Monroe, the current head of the family, even designed attacks many times, wanting to kill Tlandon's father, but was defused one by one, and then counterattacked, and the hatred between the two sides was almost on the table.

These two families are considered feuds, the kind that have killed each other for many years.

According to Trandon, the guy didn't contribute to his kidnapping, so he wrote his name upside down.

As for whether the mysterious death of Daddy Tlandon's has anything to do with Marquis Monroe, Tlandon is not sure.

The reason why the two families have been fighting openly and secretly for so many years is, of course, because the strength of the two sides is almost the same, and neither has anything to do with the other.

Nor did he think his father would die at the hands of an old rival who had been fighting for decades.

As the sun began to set, the Marquis de Monroe, who was dining in his manor's dining room, did not realize that his head had been caught in a crosshair.

"The Last Supper."

Whispering a word and holding his breath, Su Mo was about to pull the trigger, but just as his fingers were about to be pressed, Viscount Monroe suddenly stood up.

Su Mo frowned slightly, and did not do it immediately.

Marquis Monroe stood up, took a bottle of sauce from a distance from him, poured it on top of the steak in front of him, and began to eat it with pleasure.

However, his slight movement caused the head that was originally exposed in the window to shrink by more than half, and only a third was exposed.

This made Su Mo's aiming a little harder.

After adjusting his body shape and position slightly, and re-aiming, Su Mo held his breath again......

Next, Marquis Monroe's body tilted and fell directly on the dining table, his body convulsing continuously.

The Marquis of Monroe, who was in the sight, turned as pale as a zombie in a matter of seconds, his mouth was wide open, his eyes were prominent, and his lips began to turn blue-black.

After five seconds, the guy's body stopped bouncing and completely lost his life. Then, a pair of hands reached out and pulled the Marquis Monroe off his chair, and chaos began to grow in the manor in the distance.

"Someone got the first shot?"

Su Mo put away the sniper rifle and said secretly with a frown.

Viscount Monroe died, but the cause of death was obviously not related to Su Mo...... Judging by his reaction before his death, this guy was "poisoned".

Someone killed the Marquis of Monroe before Su Mo could do it.

"Forget it, it did me a favor at the time." Su Mo shook his head, no longer caring who killed the Marquis of Monroe, picked up the box, and turned to leave.

By the time Su Mo returned to the manor, the news of the mysterious death of the Marquis of Monroe had already spread in the imperial capital - through the mouths of many people, more than ten versions had been extended.

One of the most exaggerated is that the steak that Marquis Monroe was swallowing suddenly became larger, directly killing Marquis Monroe.

"Well done." Trandon praised Su Mo.

"Although I really want to accept this compliment, but young master, I didn't kill him." Su Mo said truthfully.

"Huh?"

Trandon was stunned for a moment, "Didn't you kill him?" ”

"Well, that guy went down a second before I could do it." Su Mo nodded.

"Then do you know who did it?" Trandon asked.

"I don't know, but judging from the situation at the time, Marquis Monroe should have been poisoned. Look, young master, I helped you find what a clean cook and kept you safe. Su Mo said.

"Yes, yes, if only the food she made was a little more delicious." Trandon said.

No one can expect a Hilton who is struggling to survive at the bottom of the imperial capital to make any exquisite and delicious dishes that can enter the eyes of the Trandon.

"It's already training, but it will take time." Su Mo said.

"Hmm." Trandon replied casually.

On this night, the imperial capital was destined to be unpeaceful, just like the day of the death of Trandon's parents.

In the British Empire, there were three dukes in total, and after the dukes were the marquises, and although the number of marquises rose directly to twenty, they were equally noble. And, the Wabbs family and the Marquis Monroe family are among the best.

Their death would inevitably have had a significant impact on the British Empire, at least on the imperial capital.

However, Trandon did not expect that he would be the first to be affected.

The next morning, before he had even fully recovered from his third-floor bedroom, Trandon received a rather unhappy piece of news.

Outside the manor, two sheriffs are waiting to see Trandon.

Aside from the military, the sheriff's offices in the cities were the only formal violent agencies in the British Empire. The most powerful and famous of these is, of course, the Sheriff's Office of the Imperial Capital, whose director was appointed directly by Henry XI and was not allowed to interfere with anyone.

This is a special unit that is completely independent of the rest of the Empire, and even the Duke has no way to meddle at will - of course, it is not a problem to secretly cram a few people in.

Its special status gives the sheriffs inside a lot of power, and some of the sheriffs don't even pay attention to some nobles, and they are a group of people who give many nobles a headache, and they are also known as "royal dogs".

Of course, this ugly title is impossible to be put on the table, which is tantamount to provoking the royal family.

"A bunch of bastards!"

After hearing the news, Trandon scolded viciously.

He knew very well why those two sheriffs were outside the manor, and not because of the death of the Marquis de Monroe?

As a family that has been fighting with Marquis Monroe's family for countless years, of course, it will be regarded as the first object of suspicion.

But even if it is suspicious, it should not appear outside the Wobbs family manor early the next morning, which is tantamount to a naked slap in the face of the Wobs family.

Even when Tlandon's father died, it was only after a while, symbolically asking the Marquis de Monroe a few words at an opportune opportunity.

"That Henry, the balance is good." Su Mo said with a smile, without any respect for the ruler of this empire.

The two sheriffs could be here with great fanfare, and of course there would be the enemies of Trandon in the mix, but there must have been Henry's tacit approval.

He also met with Trandon earlier, expressed his attitude, made some people settle down, and turned around and acquiesced to the suppression of the Wobs family by others. This is probably the so-called Imperial Mind Technique, the way of balance.

"Okay, then meet those two guys, I want to see what they can do to me!" Trandon let out a long breath.

In the living room, Trandon looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with an unkind face, judging from the badges they wore on their chests, the status of the two of them in the Sheriff's Office was quite high.

The cold expression on his face, wearing black clothes and a black hat, can indeed give people a sense of intimidation.

"Master Wobs......"

Bowing slightly, it was considered a salute, and one of them spoke, straight to the point, "I wonder if the death of Marquis Monroe has anything to do with you?" ”

"What do you mean by that?" Trandon's face changed, and he could barely restrain his anger.

"Don't be angry, young master."

A sneer appeared on the face of the middle-aged man who spoke, "It's just a normal inquiry, after all, your family is the same as Marquis Monroe's family...... The relationship is not very good, this is something that everyone in the imperial capital knows. ”

As you can tell from his name, this guy doesn't have any respect for Transdon.

"Whew-"

Trandon let out a sigh, "It's okay, if you have such idle time, you might as well investigate why my parents died." ”

"It's being investigated, it's our internal work, so we don't need to worry about it." The man said with a smirk, "So, young master, are you sure what you just said?" ”

Tlandon did not answer.

"For I have received strange news, that yesterday your butler, well--Sebastian Gamud, had been seen near the Marquis de Monroe's estate, and that he had been seen by quite a few people." The man suddenly set his eyes on Su Mo.

Trandon was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect those people to directly target Su Mo.

But when you think about it, it's normal.

After all, Trandon is already a marquis, and dealing with him directly, and when only one person is left in the family, it is really a little ugly and shameless.

Occasionally, the aristocracy still has to make a face.

Moreover, Henry XI's meaning is also obvious, he is not willing to have any bad news from the imperial capital, and stability is overriding everything.

However, the fate of a small butler will not affect the overall situation of stability. For this butler who came back with Trandon and seemed to have some ability, most people felt that it was better to press such an unstable factor directly to death.

Henry XI wanted a good boy Trangdon, not a vengeful demon Trangdon.