"Your Excellency, you have also seen that the people in the orphanage are here."

Old Mario drooped the corners of his eyes and shouted to the onlookers:

"Is it possible, do you want to say that my old bone is guilty? The Lord of heaven and the people of earth can testify that I am absolutely pure. ”

As soon as Mario's voice fell, there were bursts of voices in support of Mario from the crowd:

"Lord Bonaparte! Old Mario is absolutely innocent! ”

"That's right, we all call him good Mario."

"Please also ask Lord Bonaparte to investigate before taking action."

......

Lawrence looked at old Mario and couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth, today he saw a person who likes to borrow public opinion to build momentum as much as he does.

It's just that Old Mario's skills in playing these small tricks are less than half of Lawrence's, as early as when he heard that Mario also had the nickname of "Good Mario", Lawrence had already expected that Old Mario definitely had a thick layer of camouflage for ordinary people.

Only in this way can he bury the secrets of the orphanage for a long time.

"My lord, what should I do?"

Even Ya'an couldn't stand up a little when he heard the crowd around him talk like this, and asked softly in Lawrence's ear:

"We can force our way in, but it's also difficult to conduct a thorough search, and if we don't find out, the consequences can be..."

"What do I want you to buy at the dessert shop?" Lawrence asked Xiang Yaan suddenly.

Ya'an was stunned for a moment, not knowing why Lawrence suddenly said this, but he still quickly replied in a low voice:

"Let a couple of patrolmen hold it."

As he spoke, Ya'an pointed to the outermost area, a few patrolmen holding large paper bags.

"Let them come."

After giving a brief order, Lawrence turned to face the crowd of onlookers who were chattering and discussing, and said aloud with a smile on his face:

"Citizens, friends, please give me a chance to speak."

The crowd that had been chaotic immediately fell silent, and people looked at Lawrence, looking forward to how Lawrence was going to end this embarrassing situation.

"Friends, although it is the duty of our patrol to punish the evil deeds and catch the criminals, this is not the purpose of our visit to the Ajaccio Orphanage today."

The citizens couldn't help but be stunned when they heard this, looked at each other in bewilderment, and thought: The patrol team is not here to arrest people, could it be that they are here to do charity?

Lawrence went on to say:

"We are not only public officials, but also citizens of Ajaccio, and we want to contribute a little bit to the progress of the city of Ajaccio. Therefore, we have brought condolences today to visit these unfortunate children. On behalf of all the patrol officers, I would like to extend my most sincere care to the children! ”

"Oh——!"

Only then did the citizens suddenly realize that the patrol soldiers were really not here to arrest people today, but to visit the orphans, and suddenly they felt that these majestic-looking patrolmen also had a heart-warming side, and they all discussed:

"Bonaparte is such a caring man."

"It's wonderful, but I haven't even thought about visiting these kids in this neighborhood for so long."

"Old Dean Mario must be very happy, too!"

......

Of course, contrary to everyone's discussion, old Mario's face was iron blue at the moment, and he was completely frozen in place.

He had heard that Lawrence Bonaparte was a ruthless man who was decisive and ruthless, and thought that he would lead someone to break in, but he did not expect such a means at all.

"Haha... Ha, that's what you mean. ”

Old Mario wiped a handful of cold sweat with his sleeve, his eyes fluttered, and he said nervously:

"But, the kids... The children are praying, and I will forward the things to the children..."

Before Lawrence could reply, someone in the crowd shouted:

"Hey! Old Mario, let Master Bonaparte in. ”

"Even the children will love the fact that a first-class battle hero like Lord Bonaparte will come to pay their respects."

......

was still being used by old Mario to resist Lawrence's public opinion, but in the blink of an eye, it became a pressure to force himself.

Seeing that the current situation could no longer prevent Lawrence and his party from entering, Mario Sr. had no choice but to put his right hand behind his back and gesture to the guards, signaling them to prepare accordingly.

"Huh... In that case, Sir Bonaparte, please come with me and allow me to lead you in. ”

Mario Sr. opened the iron door completely, and waved at the patrolmen enthusiastically.

Ya'an glanced at Lawrence in some surprise, but he didn't expect his adult to let old Mario take the initiative to open the door to greet him in a few words. Ya'an asked himself, if he was to command this operation, he would probably only lead people to break in.

Lawrence then leads the patrol to follow in the footsteps of Mario Sr. and step into the orphanage, where some secrets are buried.

With the deliberate delay of old Mario, the group was first taken to the lobby of the main building, where he listened to him talk about the history of the orphanage for half an hour, and finally, when Lawrence forcibly interrupted him, he asked a few children to be brought in as representatives to receive condolences.

After a short wait, two doormen led a man and a woman, and two children of about fourteen years old, nervously into the hall.

Both children were small, pale, and confused, like two dehydrated skeletons. Moreover, there was always a lingering pungent stench on the two children.

"Oh, little John, little Amy, come here." Old Mario squeezed a smile out of his ravine-filled face and beckoned the two children to come over.

The two children froze in place, their eyes unfocused, as if they hadn't heard, until two guards stabbed them hard in the back, and they stepped forward cautiously.

With a kind smile on his face, Lawrence got up and walked over to the child and squatted down, first asking the boy softly:

"Your name is John, isn't you?"

Little John nodded distractedly, but did not speak.

Old Mario also stepped forward, rolled up little John's sleeves and trousers, and said:

"It's a very poor kid, his family died in a fire, and he himself suffered a lot of burns, you see."

On little John's arms and calves, a shocking burn scar could be seen, covering almost the entire torso.

The patrolmen also sighed and shook their heads when they saw this, sympathizing with the poor child in front of them.

However, Lawrence squatted in front of Little John, observing the scar on Little John's body with a solemn face, and then reached out and pulled Little John's arm in front of him, and looked at it more closely.

For some reason, the scars on John Jr.'s body made Lawrence feel very strange.

"Your Excellency Bonaparte! You're going to scare your child. Mario Sr. shouted nervously.

Ignoring Old Mario's shouts, Lawrence gently lowered Little John's arm, stood up, stared at Old Mario with cold eyes, and said in a cold voice:

"All obey the order, draw your sword, and detain these people for me!"

"Your Excellency Bonaparte! What the hell do you want to do! ”

Old Mario shouted at the top of his lungs, and stepped back in utter horror.

"You're lying."

Lawrence also drew his knife and pointed it at Mario Sr., and at the same time instructed Ya'an to take the two children to the back to protect them.

Old Mario exclaimed, "Lies? Oh my God, let God testify that I don't have to..."

"Fuck God! The injuries on the child's body were not burns at all, they were scars that had been deliberately corroded with strong acid. ”

Lawrence couldn't help but curse bitterly, and walked towards old Mario with a knife.

Although the scars left by thermal burns and chemical burns are extremely similar, the former has different scar depths, while the latter has the same deep scar depth, and if Lawrence had not received a corresponding safety education during his college years, he would have been fooled like other patrol soldiers.