"It's been morning to the Wobbs manor......" someone replied.

Wifred continued to roar: "I know this, the order passed from me, the question is, where are these two bastards at this time!" Can't they see that we're going to be busy right now? ”

Despite the fact that Wifred seemed extremely angry, this roar was one of his means of concealing his inner thoughts.

Now his heart is not as exaggerated as it seems on the surface, but he is wondering why Gary and they have not come back until now.

Although Gary and the two of them are a little rebellious, sometimes even he, the top boss, will say a few words. But these two people definitely don't know the importance of people.

Now the rumors about the "headshot maniac" have been spread throughout the imperial capital, and there is no reason why they should not appear.

"Go, send two men to look for it, yes, to Wabbs Manor. By the way, show a little respect to that little master. Wifled said.

The two sheriffs were ordered to walk out of the sheriff's office and in the direction of Wabbs Manor.

When they arrived at Wabbs Manor, they were not embarrassed and easily entered the drawing room.

However, it was not Tlandon who received them, but Su Mo, who had already returned.

Su Mo was very cooperative with the two sheriffs' inquiries, and made it very clear that the two sheriffs had indeed come to the manor in the morning.

"So, they left the manor later?" One of the sheriffs looked at Su Mo and asked.

The other sheriff was also staring at Su Mo, as if trying to find out any traces of lying from his expression.

"Yes." Su Mo nodded, "What, haven't they gone back yet?" That's really ...... Now people, I need to consider reducing some of the Dobbs family's donations, and the young master probably doesn't want his money to be squandered by a bunch of moths. ”

"Ahem."

One of the sheriffs coughed twice, pretending not to hear Su Mo's words, "So, does anyone possibly know where Gary and they went?" ”

"I don't know." Su Mo smiled.

"Okay, thank you for your cooperation, if there is a situation, we will come again."

"I don't think you have time to come back. These tragic things have happened in the imperial capital, and you are here to interrogate my steward. Tlandon didn't know when he walked in, and said in a gloomy tone.

"It's rude."

The two sheriffs, who had been instructed by Wifred, had no intention of provoking Trenton and left in a hurry.

Through the window, watching the two leave the manor, Trandon asked, "Beginning to suspect you?" ”

"People are missing, and if it weren't for the unfortunate accidental death of three nobles, they would have come a little earlier than they are now." Su Mo said in a relaxed tone.

"Hmph."

Trenton sneered.

The two sheriffs walked out of the manor, and one of them's face instantly darkened, and said, "That bastard didn't tell the truth!" ”

"Maybe there's a sentence...... For example, Gehry, they were here in the morning. The other said helplessly.

After all, they are facing a marquis family, and it is impossible to turn the house upside down and investigate like they are facing commoners.

And the surrounding area, near this haunted dilapidated manor, is uninhabited at all! I couldn't even find anyone who wanted to ask for a question.

Of course, if the Sheriff's Department is willing to spend a lot of effort on an in-depth and detailed investigation, it is likely to find clues.

After all, Su Mo didn't mean to completely erase all the clues.

However, where did the sheriff's office get the energy and manpower now, the death of the Marquis of Monroe and the three nobles was enough for them to be anxious for a long time.

This kind of secret battle between nobles, please let them go.

However, Wifred never expected that the death of these three nobles was just the beginning.

For the next three days, every day, several people were at home, on the street, in full view of everyone, when their heads suddenly burst open, and headless corpses fell.

If there was any concept of resignation in the world, Wilfried would have stepped down long ago. However, Rao was so, and he was also called to the palace by Henry XI and scolded a bloody dog.

Henry XI ordered him to find out the killer within three days, no matter who he was.

"Scapegoat......" Wilfried sat in his chair and muttered to himself, Henry XI's last words were very meaningful.

As the master of the empire, he wants stability above all else, even if the empire seems dull. For the rulers, the farther away the "vitality" with the air of chaos and instability, the better.

For Henry XI, it doesn't matter who the murderer is or how those people died, what matters is to find a "murderer" with enough weight to calm down the current chaotic situation.

As the loyal dog of Henry XI, Wilfred understood what he meant.

But it's not easy to find a scapegoat...... Finding someone casually to announce that he is the murderer is surely no one will believe it. You are not stupid, and doing so will only turn the growing fear into anger at the sheriff's incompetence, and Wilfred would not be stupid enough to do such a thing to slap himself in the foot.

This person can't be too powerful, otherwise the Sheriff's Office will have nothing to do with him. It can't be too weak, otherwise the commoners still have those nervousness, for fear that the next "headshot" will be their own nobles and will not believe it.

"Administrator ......"

At this time, someone knocked lightly on the door and walked into the room.

"Did you find anything?" Wifred asked, looking up.

"This thing......" The sheriff who came in had a box in his hand and opened it on the table in front of Wilfried's eyes.

"What is this?" Wifred looked at what looked like gold in front of him, and reached out his hand, feeling a cold sensation coming from his fingers.

"What was found at the scene, except for the Marquis of Monroe, was later found at other scenes, and there were blood stains on it. It's been cleaned though. The sheriff said that the world has never used bloodstained DNA or anything to solve crimes.

Touching the cold, deformed warhead, Wafred thought with a frown.

"By the way, there's one more thing." The sheriff said.

"Say." Wifred waved his hand.

"As for Gehry, we investigated a little, and they haven't been seen since they entered the manor that day." The sheriff said.

"The Wobs family?" Wifred opened the drawer next to him and pulled out a list of people who had died in the last few days.

After staring at it for a long time, Wifred suddenly sneered, threw the list on the table and said, "Look at it, this list." ”

The sheriff picked up the list and looked at it for a while, puzzled.

At this time, Wifled said slowly: "There are some things that you may not know. But I know very well that these people have some grudges with the Wobs family. ”

The sheriff was stunned for a moment, scolding in his heart, but on the surface he showed a look of adoration.

"Looks like I'm going to have another trip." After enjoying the feeling of being respected, Wifred stood up, walked out of the sheriff's office, and got into a luxurious carriage.

Who is the scapegoat in his mind, he already has a plan. Henry XI would have been very pleased with the scapegoat.

Tlandon, the son of the Marquis, the returned missing man, had just inherited the title, the weakest of all the Marquises, but not so weak as to make the commoners suspect that the nobleman was incapable of doing those things.

In addition, these things basically happened after Trenton returned, and he was accompanied by some strange and strange faces.

Thinking like this, Wifred slapped his thigh and couldn't help but whisper, "I thought it was a scapegoat!" Thinking about it this way, these things were done by that little ghost at all! ”

I have to say that he can sit in the position of the director of justice, Wilfried is still very capable, at least there is no problem with the basic logical thinking and reasoning ability, and he quickly deduced the truth of the matter.

"It's a pity that there is no evidence, and I don't know how that little ghost did it, but what does it matter." A smile appeared on Wifred's face.

He has been sitting in this position for almost ten years, and it is not easy to concoct a piece or two of evidence? Besides, the real ruler of this empire is still the royal family, Henry XI, and legal evidence or anything is meaningless to him.

As long as Henry XI was willing, even if he knew that Trandon was innocent, this little guy could not escape the fate of the scapegoat.

What's more, now this little ghost is the most suspicious, and he is the most suitable candidate.

"After this time, you should also leave and enjoy a higher title." Wifred leaned back in a soft chair, his real power was great, but his status was not high.

There was only one honorary knighthood, which made it easier for him to do things.

In his position, it was impossible for Henry XI to give any title of high noble. However, once he left, Wilfrid felt that Henry XI would not treat him badly as a loyal dog.

I was immersed in the beautiful fantasy of "retirement", and the carriage, which had been running smoothly, shook.

Wifred said angrily, "Be careful! ”

The coachman did not respond, but the carriage had returned to its steady, and Weverred did not care, there was still a little time to reach the palace, and only a little sunlight fell through the thick curtain into the carriage, making it look a little dim inside. Wifred simply closed his eyes and recuperated.

I don't know how long it took, but Wilfried was awakened by a knock on the door outside the car, opened his eyes in a daze, opened the door and walked down, saying as he went, "It took so long." ”