Tang Ning also thought so, the paladin's caution and ingenuity made him admire, he had already foreseen the possibility of an attack, and sealed all the evidence in advance on the mouse named Elon Musk, and when something happened, he only needed to take advantage of the enemy's inattention to let the mouse go, then there would be no problem with the evidence.

"Well, you must have a way to find the mouse, and you can continue your journey tonight, but your evidence will not be handed over to the Holy See, but directly to the Grand Prosecutor of the First Court of Varna. Downing showed the paladin a clear path.

"No, I have to report to the Holy See that the use of supernatural powers to intervene in the world is not just a matter of secular law, and that the Holy See is more qualified to punish blasphemous people, and they will be punished more severely than the law. "Cybertron has become stubborn again.

Tang Ning was a little helpless, the naïve paladin still didn't understand that the Holy See was already a corrupt institution from the inside out, and they had some collusion with those big people, and the Holy See in Varna City and even the Holy City was not trustworthy. "My dear friend, if you reject my advice, you will be disappointed when the time comes, and even your Eagle Emblem-level Holy Light will not be able to save you. ”

Cybertron hated the suspicion of the Holy See and the majesty of the gods, and his face was unfriendly. "I'm sorry, Mr. Downing, I won't follow your advice, I believe that the Holy See of Varna is loyal to the Light, and they will never be complicit in those blasphemous fellows, Artot is just a rat, and when the evidence arrives, they will all be punished as they deserve. ”

"Well, good luck. Downing gave the second option. "Hopefully you'll make sure they don't have a problem and then hand over the evidence, which is advice made as a friend. ”

That night, Cybertron set off again, he was curious about what Downing said about the Holy Light of the Eagle Badge level, if he really had that level of Holy Light, his recovery speed from his injuries was indeed beyond the level that he could achieve with the Holy Light he had, as for Downing to take revenge on Alkmaar, it was easier to explain, in his opinion, it was because of the revenge for the murder in Shining Gold Town and Elwyn's Forest, he didn't know that the young man had a bigger plan.

If this paladin really has the Holy Light at the level of the Eagle Emblem, he should be able to save the day, and even if something really goes wrong, as long as the paladin preserves the evidence according to his advice, he can also let Font go to find his father and solve the issue of Alkmaar's title.

It's the evidence that counts.

Downing prepares for tomorrow, the young man in Verona will be arrested for murder by the Sheriff's Office, and he will be taken in charge of all the tea business, and the game will continue, and he must not have the slightest problem as the protagonist, and Alkmaar will personally separate him from the murder.

"Poor Verona, I can only blame you for not being the protagonist of this game, so I have to sacrifice you. ”

When Font returned to Blott's apartment and got a letter from Downing, it was a simple and crude way to poison Verona, and then go to Sara to prove that he was not present, which was not at all the same level as his allies should be.

Font was a little proud of this, the young man had run out of donkey skills, and he gave the news to Luke.

"Very well, Mr. Fonte, you have solved a lot of problems for the Alkmaar family, and your loyalty has satisfied the gentleman, and you can take charge of all the legal affairs of the Alkmaar family. "Luke gave Wundt more power, the reward of the game.

Luke didn't even bother to take the investigation report to Alkmaar, and went directly to the local sheriff's office, where he handed the report to the sheriff's director.

"Thank you for your support, we will definitely bring the murderer to justice. The head of the sheriff's department assured Luke.

Luke pointed to the information on the report. "This matter only needs to involve Verona, as for the other suspect named Downing, you don't have to worry about it, I hope it can be cleaned up and leave no mistakes. ”

Verona was in charge of the tea business, but before that he had to give his brother a funeral, which was so grand that almost the entire Alkmaar family was present, at the Wilson Cemetery outside Broth.

Verona wept, carried the coffin herself, lowered it into the pit, bent down and grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground next to it and sprinkled it on it.

Everything is settled, the Sheriff's Department is not bothering him, and the investigation is at an impasse, it will be a headless case, and he gets what he wants.

Soon those who had come to the funeral came forward to comfort the families of the victims, Verona, of course, and if it weren't for the fact that there were so many people here, he almost wanted to laugh out loud and wipe his tears to thank those who had come to the funeral.

Downing and Mace walked up to Verona, Verona kissed Mace's hand, looked sad, and looked at Downing on the side, with a weird smile and gratitude on his face.

"Mr. Verona, I am very sympathetic to what has happened to you, and I ask you to express your condolences. Downing held Verona's hand expressionlessly, as if the incident had nothing to do with him.

At this time, people from the Department of Public Security rushed to the funeral site, and four sheriffs came to surround Verona, Verona felt that something was wrong, and looked nervously at Downing, who was already standing in the crowd.

An arrest warrant was issued by a sheriff. "Mr. Verona, we have received some information that you have a lot to do with your brother's death, and now we will arrest you. ”

This change came too suddenly, Verona's legs went limp, he wanted to ask for help, and asked the young man who had come up with the idea for help, but after seeing the sinister smile on the young man's face, Verona understood that it was a conspiracy.

However, he had no chance to resist, as four sheriffs rushed up and pinned Verona to the ground, where someone knocked him unconscious, then put on a hood, and the two sheriffs carried the suspect away from the funeral site.

A sheriff finds a dagger from where Verona fell at the funeral, and he carefully picks it up and explains it to the crowd. "Verona attempted to attack the law enforcers, but thankfully he did not succeed. ”

The dagger was just secretly placed on the ground when one of the magistrates stunned and suppressed Verona, and was used to frame him so that they could stun Verona.

There was an uproar at the scene, Verona was the real murderer of his brother, and Mace shook his head. "What a vicious young man who killed his brother with his own hands. ”

Downing had the answer. Business clouded his conscience. ”

In the Sheriff's Office, Verona eventually committed suicide due to the negligence of the guards, and the news broke through the newspapers, and the residents discussed that the murderer finally had a little conscience.

However, Downing knew that this was Alkmaar's ploy, and after Verona's death, the tea business fell into his hands, and he was in charge of all the tea business, and he handed over the tea business to Sara to take care of.

However, Downing's footsteps did not stop, and the matter of Verona may be a good opportunity to seize control of the newspaper group.

No one knows the inside story of Verona's death better than him, and of course the game is still under Alkmaar's control, and he continues to follow the rules of the game.

Sitting in his apartment, Downing took the day's Blott Post and saw the news about Verona's death, which was different from other news in that the name of the writer was not only indicated at the bottom of the news, but also a sentence by the writer.

"Insiders are welcome to break more information to me, and once the news clues are selected, the price is preferential. ”

That's the clue to the game given by AZ Alkmaar, and Downing memorizes the journalist's name, puts on a trench coat and leaves the apartment and goes to the reporter's quarters.

A young reporter who had to relax after a long day's work aroused a lot of interest, and he was praised by his newspaper boss, and that phrase still echoed in Stano's mind.

"Well done, lad, if you can keep up this performance, it won't be long before you'll be the chief reporter of the newspaper, and I'll pay you three times your salary. ”

Stano excitedly walked the streets of Blott City late at night, in order to make his boss more important he deliberately worked a little overtime, only now came out, the feeling of praise will be addictive, and now he wants to go to the local tavern to inquire about some interesting news, ready for tomorrow.

Entering the tavern, Stano asked for a glass of wine, sat in a quiet place, looked at the other people in the tavern, kneading his neck to make the pain a little less, long-term writing has made him suffer from some occupational diseases, there is no job in this world that is easy to do.

When he was a child, he aspired to be a writer, and at that time he thought it would be nice to be able to write something and let those readers read without sleep and food, but over time, he has changed, and it is not so good when his hobby turns into work, but for a better life, he has to work harder.

A young man in a striped suit, a black trench coat, and a black top hat entered the bar, judging by his dress, he should not be an ordinary person, he should go to those more advanced bars, clubs with gentle girls to accompany drinks, but he came to this kind of bar, and his keen sense of smell made him start to pay attention to this young man,

The young man walked over to the bar and asked for a drink, looked around, and finally saw Stano, who shook his glass in a friendly response.

The young man walked over and pointed to the spot in front of him. "Sir, may I sit here?"

"Absolutely. There's no need for Stano to turn down this particular young man, maybe he'll be able to dig up something interesting, and if he can, he'd even like everyone in the bar to sit in front of him and talk to him, maybe there's some news lead worth following.

Looking at the young man sitting beside him, Stano greeted him like an old friend. "Well, it looks like you're a little tired, you need to relax here. ”

"Thank you. The young man looked at the drunkards in the bar with his glass and rubbed his eyebrows. "It's just a few annoyances, it's irritating. ”

"What kind of annoyance?" Stano is well versed in journalism, and many useful news stories are detected in those troubles, and he will not miss any opportunity.

The young man looked around to make sure that no one was eavesdropping, and then cautiously moved closer. "Can you say that?"