In the midst of laughter, Lunn, who had been lying on the ground and ignored by everyone, reached out and grabbed Lovell's palm, blocking the dagger that stabbed Vicente.

With a slight force in his hand, Lunn tore off Lovell's wrist and threw the dagger he had snatched from Lovell's hand to the ground.

Raffle let out a muffled grunt, staring at Lenn with a hint of wonder in his eyes.

"When are you ......," Raffle asked in disbelief.

Lunn ignored his words, just controlled Raffle and reached out to push Vicente, who had been controlled by him, to the side.

Agnes pulled Vicente back and interrupted Raffle with a smile.

"Mr. Lovell, Mr. Bernie is gone, you don't need to continue pretending." Agnes leaned into Lovell's ear and whispered.

"As far as I can tell, your actions don't match your past behavior, and I don't think an assistant who has never respected the leader would be willing to put himself in danger in order for the leader to escape."

Lovell's struggling movements gradually quieted down.

"It is needless to deny that your attitude towards Mr. Bernie is very obvious. And what you just behaved...... Do you feel like it's not a dangerous thing to do to stay here? Agnes asked with interest.

"Because of what? Someone came to save you? Or do you think I'm not going to kill you? Agnes asked, her eyes fixed on Lovell.

"Or both?"

Lovell's face was unconsciously a little ugly, and he subconsciously wanted to raise his hand, but he was held tightly by Lenn and couldn't move at all.

Agnes scoffed and said, "It looks like I didn't kill you today to give you some delusions. ”

"But it's nothing, I really don't want to kill you today," Agnes looked up and motioned for Lenn to let go of Lovell, raised her hand to grab Lovell's shoulder, and whispered in his ear, "Tell me what you're here for, Mr. Lovell, isn't it good to be honest?" ”

And Raffle looked ugly and didn't say a word.

"Or is this a scene that doesn't quite match your expectations?" Agnes asked.

Lovell, however, abruptly raised his intact left hand, a little silver light flashed in his palm, and stabbed it at Agnes's throat.

Agnes grabbed his left wrist in an instant, took the blade out of his palm, and the hand that grabbed the wrist also pinched Lovell's wrist.

"It looks like Mr. Lovell's idea is firm." Agnes looked into the sunlight at the blade in her hand.

"Hmm, an ordinary blade, you really think you can kill me?" Agnes asked with interest.

Raffle was expressionless and did not speak.

"It doesn't look like Mr. Lovell himself thinks so." Agnes said with a grin.

"Don't play dumb, young lady," Ravl said abruptly, with a gloomy face, "Lunn turned out to be your man. ”

"You've sent him to the Brotherhood of Sturt to spy on our movements for so long, and you're finally ready to make a move today?"

Agnes raised an eyebrow and didn't speak.

"No, since you're coming, you shouldn't be the person behind him, you should just be an executor...... And, since the day before yesterday, you started to shoot......"

"You said today that it was because of his commission, it should be just a cover."

Agnes couldn't help but look a little weird, but she didn't speak.

"You should have decided to get rid of the Brotherhood." Raffle changed his words, and said in a nervous but affirmative tone.

"You're right, the police department is already on their way." Agnes followed Lovell's words and said with a grin, "Aren't you really going to save it?" ”

Lovell laughed, with a slight smug in his voice, and said with a sneer: "You want to involve Mr. by bringing down the Brotherhood of Sturt?" Dream on, Sir was ready to give up on Bernie. ”

"Really? But the Stert Brotherhood just fell like this, and he didn't even feel ashamed? Agnes said with a strange expression.

Lovell's face couldn't help but be a little nervous, and he couldn't help but speak a lot louder.

"Mr. won't make a move, Bernie started with the help of Mr., and tried in vain to get rid of Mr., Mr. has long been ready to give up on him."

"Really?" Agnes raised an eyebrow, reached out and touched Raffle's shoulder, and asked in a low voice, "So, are you going to blame him for the crew of the Silver Rose?" But who is Bernie working for, and how can anyone not know? And, now that I know, how could it be possible for you to get your wish? ”

"You...... You ......" Lovell's face became more and more ugly, and he couldn't help but tense up between his words.

"You say, now that the Brotherhood will be brought down and Bernie has fled, if he knows that your husband has long been ready to abandon him, and that you are to blame him for the crew of the Silver Rose, who do you say he will hate?"

"You can't do it." Raffle calmed down and only retorted calmly.

"Really?" Agnes couldn't help but sneer and said, "The more you give, the easier it is to generate hatred, do you really think so?" ”

"Moreover, Bernie knows very well that the Silver Rose didn't do it himself, and your behavior today is also obvious, he only needs to think a little to know, as long as he tells the Police Department, isn't the real murderer also obvious?"

Raffle sneered twice and did not speak.

"It doesn't look like you're worried, let me think about it, you took the initiative to let Bernie escape...... Will you extinguish your mouth? Agnes asked.

The muscles in Lovell's face twitched, but he still didn't speak.

"The matter of the Silver Rose should be very important to you, you should not only kill the mouth, but also create the illusion that Bernie is absconding in fear of sin?" Agnes said as she stared at Lovell.

"Without me, it would have been possible for your plan to succeed." Agnes pondered, hooked the corners of her mouth, and said softly: "However, in this plan, although you are only a victim, you are one of the keys. ”

"After all, you are the one who actually went to Wolf's restaurant, and there is no doubt that you played a role in the death of the crew of the Silver Rose, you are indeed loyal, but there are some means that do not need to be taken into account by your own will......"

Raffle's expression changed, and before his open mouth could be closed, he was directly lifted by Agnes and lifted his chin.

"Come on, get some sleep." Agnes reached out and knocked Lovell unconscious.

"Alright." Agnes watched as Raffle's body fell to the ground, turned to look at Vicente, and said, "Now you can go and interrogate Lunne, I think this is a quiet and safe place to be." ”

"I don't think it's necessary," Vicente said in a low voice with a somewhat complicated expression, "My question for today has been answered. ”

"Well," said Agnes, shrugging her shoulders, "then let me ask you a question, do you know who the gentleman in Lovell's mouth is?" ”

Vicente's face couldn't help but turn strange.