"Tell me all your intrigues. www.biquge.info If you are not honest, you will not be fed. Felia lifted her chin and snorted triumphantly, abusing her hostess's rights imperiously. The two of them stood side by side in front of the kitchen counter, cooking together, while whispering:

"Do you remember Mendelssohn's murder of the door when there were corpses everywhere fourteen years ago? One is Ophelia and the other Oppenheimer. Frederick knew he had to be honest, and told Fillia: "The Mendelssohns are of mixed ancestry, naturally beautiful, and have a predominantly gray hair. Ophelia was the last orphan of the Mendelssohn family. ”

Filia's tongs almost fell into the pan. She opened her eyes wide, her red lips opened slightly in astonishment, looked at Frederick and then at Ophelia in the bedroom, and covered her lips and exclaimed: "That's why you let her wear a wig?

Frederick put down the chopped onion, snatched the tongs from her hand, and fried the sizzling steak for her, and continued: "After the Mendelssohns failed in their competition, they tried to transport the 1.5 tons of gold they had accumulated over a hundred years out of the imperial capital, and hired the most reputable Teutonic knights of the time to escort them as bodyguards. But ten miles out of the city, the convoy was bloodied by bandits, and the Teutonic Knights were completely annihilated. At that time, the prime minister was only the deputy commander of the dragoons, and because those bandits were not strong, the prime minister gave my father an order to annihilate them. So my father led a squadron of dragoons and pursued them for three whole days, killing everyone. The gold of the Mendelssohn family was turned into stolen money in an instant, and it was recovered in the blink of an eye, confiscated in a flash of light, and later divided into three equal parts, one into the treasury, one melted into corruption, and the last one was inherited by Mendelssohn's only remaining son-in-law, who was called Oppenheimer. Oppenheimer, who became rich overnight, reacquired the real estate of Mendelssohn Bank, laid off his old employees, and reorganized Oppenheimer Bank, which has developed to this day, with an asset valuation of more than two tons of gold, and has become a great industrialist. But what about Ophelia? She doesn't want to go out in the summer, because the wig itches to death. ”

When Filia saw Frederick's tear-stained face choked by smoke, she didn't say anything in pain, pretending not to see it: "Do you suspect Oppenheimer as an accomplice in the murder?"

"He is one of the direct beneficiaries, he is definitely the murderer, either the mastermind or the accomplice, no one can guess, but the Department of Justice is indifferent. Frederick gritted his teeth and sliced the steak to a screed screeping tong: "Good people are victims and food, and fierce predators can enjoy the riches of others with good clothes." I understand everything. But whoever dares to bully my sister will break his neck. ”

Filia's heart trembled, as if she had been electrocuted, and she saw the ghost of Griffith's heroic spirit in Frederick's body. She was glad that Ophelia had a good brother.

When she saw Frederick's indignation, she had to gently persuade him, and because she had no right to chase the pleasures of fighting with him, her pleasure was only to relieve his sorrow: "I will do my part, and if you need to, I will try to persuade the big men to testify in court on your behalf." The dragoons who chased and killed the bandits back then are now cavalry majors, and their testimony must be very credible. ”

"But the chain of evidence is uneven. I lacked key evidence to charge Oppenheimer. Frederick muttered, then perked himself up and looked at Filia gratefully, "But thank you, only you can call those high-ranking witnesses." ”

Filia tilted her head and hands behind her back, blushing with joy, but she was afraid of the fluttering pleasure, for it was not something that could come with desire. She couldn't help but divert the topic: "The culprit of the year will overturn this lawsuit at any cost." Will you give up?"

"I only have this one sister, and she deserves to be brave for me. Frederick shook his hands from the oil star, and quickly removed the pot: "Even if the king is sitting in the dock, I will send him to the gallows in no uncertain terms." ”

"Let me accompany you to win this lawsuit. Filia helped him plate with irrefutable stubbornness. Frederick feared that his resignation would appear distant, so he had to give a weak "um" and accept this gentle dictatorship.

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Frederick hosted Oppenheimer at the Augen Manor. The sullen scout, well-dressed, excitedly pinched his well-dressed pipe, and while Oppenheimer had not yet arrived, he bit his pipe and spoke to Frederick solemnly:

"You are Lord Oppenheimer? ”

Frederick frowned and corrected: "Be more arrogant." First of all, you are the Viscount of Sanpin, and you don't bother to call him 'Your Excellency' at all. Secondly, Richard does not have a pipe in his mouth when he speaks, which is literacy. Finally, change 'in' to 'me'. ”

The sullen scouts learn quickly. He politely held his pipe, but looked at Frederick with contempt in his eyes, stared at his master's forehead and repeated coldly: "You are Oppenheimer? Please advise. ”

"Yes, be polite, but hurt him with your gaze, because in your eyes, a commoner without a title is a fart. Even if he is rich, he has no status. Keep that contempt, and Oppenheimer will believe that you really are the head of the Field Investigation Section, Richard. Frederick admonished.

The sullen scout nodded excitedly: "Oh mom, I'm so excited." ”

Otto touched his chin and corrected sternly: "You're playing again." ”

The sullen scout suddenly became dignified, holding his pipe, and said coldly, "It's really exciting." ”

Otto looked at it for a moment and agreed: "Now it's okay." ”

Then there was a bustle outside, and the hooves of the knights' horses were faintly heard, and Oppenheimer, who was heavily escorted, had arrived at the manor.

"Do you know the lines of the question and answer by heart?" Frederick asked the sullen scout.

The sullen scout looked at Frederick solemnly: "I don't know what you're talking about, Your Highness Frederick. ”

Otto nodded appreciatively: "I'm already stuck in the play and can't get out." OK. ”

Then the butler nervously passed the food, the table was quickly filled, the red wine was poured into the glass, and the joyous feast was about to begin.

Oppenheimer hurried across the corridor, laughed at the door, straightened his waist when he turned into the dining room, and when he came in, he saw a tall and thin man in a secret police trench coat sitting next to Frederick, who looked polite from a distance, and only after looking at it did he feel cold and ruthless, and suddenly thought: "This must be Chief Richard." (To be continued.) )