In the dark four-wheeled carriage, Marshal Bean lightly placed Beya on a seat covered with soft cushions, and then slapped him in the face so hard that he squirted out seven or eight of his big teeth.

"Incompetent waste!" Marshal Bean's eyes shone with a fierce flame of rage: "Deal with a little Ente Marte, and see what you have done?Bribery an assassin to assassinate a merchant in front of him, trying to charge him with incompetence?"

Bea curled up in a ball, not even caring about the pain of a broken thigh, just looking at her grandfather in horror.

"Why do you want to use such a small trick?" Marshal Bean whispered word by word: "It's just an Ente, Marte, if you really want to kill him, an order to let him go to the Norman Castle and fight with the orcs! Where is it necessary to use such a small means?"

Taking a deep breath, Marshal Bean shook his head unusually dissatisfied: "Since you have done it, since you have used this method, you can't leave anyone with any handle." But how do you do that? That damn assassin, you should have killed him with your own hands as soon as possible, and you should have taken his head to the security department as soon as possible!"

"That Assassin actually assassinated a foreign merchant in front of Ente Marte, which shows his incompetence, but you can kill that Assassin on the spot, that's what you can do! If you can kill that damn Assassin in the first place, how can things be like this?"

Berudi coughed softly, and he took out a white handkerchief and slowly wiped the blurred blood on his miserable face. He whispered, "Father, that assassin, is ...... The little grandson of the old butler Beckisha. You know, that kid has a very out-of-the-box personality, and he secretly joined the Assassin Guild without Becky Sha. So. Bea finds him. Let him pick a random target by his side to assassinate him today, while Entre Malte is patrolling. ”

Bean looked at his son in surprise: "Beya asked Bekisha's little grandson to do this?"

Beiludi lowered his head: "So Beya didn't kill her mouth at the first time." Then Entre Mart caught him, and I had to rush over to him. ”

Bean slapped Belludi in the face, hitting half of Beatuti's face to explode. He lowered his voice. He roared hysterically in a low voice: "What do you have in your heads? Do you know anything other than women and money? Do you let your family take action for this kind of framing and blaming for this kind of thing?"

Berudi, who was knocked down in the carriage, slowly sat up straight, and muttered in a gloomy face, "It's Beya's fault!"

So Baian slapped Beya in the face again, and he was so angry that his eyes were red and he whispered: "Why do I Beian, have sons and grandsons like you? You, you ......"

Exhaling heavily, Bei An said in a deep voice: "Now, there are two things that must be done well. First. Reassure Entre Marte and promise him benefits that he will give up pursuing the case. Second. Blame the assassination on the head of the son of Granda. This case has already attracted the attention of His Majesty. We...... I can only close the case as much as possible!"

Another slap in the face of Bellude, Bean said in a deep voice, "You go to Ente Marte." Attitude be a little better, no matter what conditions he wants, promise him! The corpse must be destroyed, and no one can know that it is the grandson of the old housekeeper of our family who has become an assassin. ”

A backhand slap made Beya roll her eyes, and Bean shouted: "You, go and solve this case, find Granda's son, and make him confess that he paid the assassins to assassinate his father." No matter what excuse is used, whether it is plotting family property, because of personal grudges, no matter how ridiculous the excuse is, the case must be closed within today!"

The four-wheeled carriage stayed in the temple of life in Shenghui Mountain for less than a cup of tea, and then a group of fast horses galloped down Shenghui Mountain, and Beiludi led people to block Enzo, who was leading people to the business district, and forcibly pulled him into a high-end tavern on the side of the road, muttering that he didn't know what to say to Enzo.

And Beya, whose thigh bone was repaired, rushed back to the garrison like a wolf and a tiger, he lit up a thousand dragoons who had been following him all the year round in Berelli, and summoned three hundred treacherous bronze hats who were the best at raiding homes and smashing doors, and the group rushed to the Berelli business district.

The intelligence capabilities of the Berelli Garrison are still very strong, and when Bea was still being treated at the Temple of Life, he had already received detailed information about Granda and Graham and his sons, a pair of superb fathers and sons, who had opened the same shop selling high-end dyes directly across the street from Golden Leaf Street!

After getting this news, Bea didn't need to search for Graham all over the world at all, just go to the door and arrest people.

I don't know that under the deliberate design of some people, Graham, who was about to have bad luck, sat lazily in his shop, sneering at the silver dolphin dye shop opposite, which was also sparsely populated. That's right, the dye shop opposite has a wide façade, and the people employed are all beautiful girls as receptionists, and the variety and grade of the goods are also much higher than their own shops.

But what's the use of that? Who would have the audacity to go in and look for bad luck in the shop where there had just been a bloody incident? Especially when there were dragoons standing at the door eyeing all the people who came and went, who would dare to go in and do business at this time?

"Hey, old fellow, do you think you can break me?" Graham struggled to separate his legs, grabbing a fan and fanning the cool breeze between his hot legs. There was too much flesh and too much of it, and Graham often had this unspeakable problem—between his legs, even because the flesh was too thick, there were many small sores.

Grunting his little eyes, Graham seriously pondered the question of how to defeat Granta. In terms of business, there is also **, and by the way, he completely defeated Granda in his soul. Although they were father and son, there had been no father-son relationship between Graham and Granda since the disappearance of Graham's personal fortune in the family coffers.

What kind of bullshit father-son relationship is comparable to a glittering gold coin?

At this moment, Graham heard the sound of uniform footsteps, and he turned his head in surprise to see Bea riding a tall horse, walking towards him with great vigour. Behind him were a thousand dragoons on white horses, dressed in silver half-armor and draped with half-length cloaks. Behind the dragoons was a group of bronze hats with shiny round helmets and constant waves of batons in their hands.

Graham's face drooped, he was no stranger to Beya, when he was still in the Iron Fist Brotherhood, he had seen Beya's scenery on the streets. Of course, Bea would not know Graham, after all, the two were so different in status at that time that there was no intersection at all.

Under the surprised gaze of the shop owners on both sides of the street, Bea led a large group of people to the door of the Golden Boat Dye Shop, which can also be said to be the Silver Dolphin Dye Shop. Bea, with a strange gaze, looked at the facades of the two dye shops for a moment, and then quickly turned his gaze to Graham's body.

With a malicious smile, Bea slowly jumped off her horse and walked to the door of the goldboat dye shop.

Graham had already jumped up quickly, nodded and saluted Beyar, "Honorable Earl Bea, your presence is really an honor for the small shop." Just take a look, what dye do you need? I can sell it to you at the best price...... How about a 99% discount? That's a discount that couldn't be lower!"

"Mr. Grim?" asked Beya, pretentiously.

"Graham is at your service, Your Excellency Bea!" Graham smiled and bowed to Bea with great difficulty. Graham's face was full of smiles, he was really happy, because Graham had been following the rules recently and had not offended anyone, so it was impossible for Bea to come to him for trouble, could it really be a big deal?

"That's right!" Bea laughed and knocked Graham to the ground with a punch, and he shouted loudly: "Graham, you are suspected of murdering the good businessman Mr. Granda, your accomplices have confessed, in the name of the laws of the Empire, I personally invite you back to the garrison for investigation! You do not have the right to remain silent, you must open your mouth to confess, confess that you are the mastermind behind the murder of Mr. Granda!"

Graham was stunned by the punch, he stared blankly at Beya, Venus flashed in front of him, his mind was 'buzzing', and he couldn't figure out what was going on. When he finally heard the accusations that Bea had given him, Graham suddenly got up and hugged Bea's thigh. But before Graham could open his mouth to beg for mercy, Bea had already grabbed the stool next to him and smashed it heavily on his head, knocking him unconscious.

Throwing the stool away, Bea shouted: "Surround here, and no one is allowed to escape." Seal all the goods here, any kind of goods here may be evidence of the criminal's crimes, so, carefully count every cargo here, I want to know exactly how much wealth Gramm, the most heinous fellow, has collected by illegal means!"

Bea smiled triumphantly and kicked Graham seven or eight meters away.

If you catch Graham, you are not afraid that he will not confess, this guy is determined to carry this black cauldron.

But the goods of this dye shop, and even the dye shop itself, Beyak laughed at it. He was beaten by Enzo so hard that his thigh bones were crushed, and he didn't find some gold coins to compensate, he was unbalanced in his heart!

A large group of copper hats swooped into the storehouse of the dye shop, and soon the twenty jars of silver coral sand mixed with purple keel bismuth were found.

Beya saw these extremely precious dye raw materials, and her eyes were spewing golden fire.