Chapter 1251: It's Suicide (Asking for a Monthly Pass)
The Lord of Brad had just come to the door, and before he had even stepped into the door, he felt a bloody breath rushing towards him.
Brad was born into a royal family and was the lord of the city.
Seriously, that's also a good father~!
Looking at the Caribbean, there is no nobler than his origin. It is called the nobility of the nobility.
When it comes to the status of the rivers and lakes, it is not inferior to the princes of Fanzhen in my Ming Dynasty, and they are still like Zhu Dadi, the ancestor of the Ming Dynasty, who has heavy troops. If you are happy, or if you are impatient, you can also play the promising game of rebellion.
Although he does not have Zhu Dadi's ambitions, as a royal nobleman, he naturally enjoys the treatment of the king of Fan in his life.
Therefore, Brad has always been 1251 suicide (asking for a monthly pass) pampered, living and sitting and lying down while having a large group of servants to serve him. Even if he shit, someone has to be responsible for wiping his old man's buttocks~!
But then again, although the Lord of Brad City is a royal family, and as the leader of Caribbean City, he manages every day, working late into the night or something, but he has never had any shelves.
In his busy schedule, he took time out of his busy schedule to go deep among the masses and among the masses to gain an in-depth understanding of the production and life of the masses.
For example, when I am fine, I visit the unclothed people in the slums and ask whether the flush toilets in their homes are comfortable and fit.
Or maybe you can go to the hungry country children and ask them why they don't eat meat when they have no food at home......
However, although he often goes to the countryside to offer condolences and has seen a lot of new affairs, this is the first time he has come to the scene of the murder.
Not to mention, he, like Lord Luo, is strictly controlled by his family. I have never set foot in this kind of entertainment and leisure business place that is very yellow, very violent, and rarely suitable for children.
Therefore, when he came, he was also very excited in his heart.
But as soon as he entered the door, this smell of blood came to his face Chapter 1251 This is suicide (asking for a monthly pass), and the immediately smoked Lord Brad was stunned for a moment and paused at the door.
I vaguely heard a 'click' sound from somewhere, as if the kind of 'whitewashed everywhere, unclothed beautiful women dancing bewitchingly, as if they were fantasizing in my heart'. The beautiful image of the Heavenly Demon Dance, which can suck people's souls away at a glance, shattered into 10,000 pieces at once.
He hesitated for two seconds. Then he took out a handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose, and slowly walked into the room with a frown.
It's like all the fancy brothels.
The interior is opulent and glittering, and everywhere is filled with the characteristic copper smell of nouveau riche.
The furniture in the room is decorated with high-priced goods, crystal chandeliers, and gold-painted murals. Da Vinci's Furniture ...... Wait, you can completely shock those old people who have never seen the world.
However, in the eyes of Lord Brad, these are not high-grade substitutes. In one word, it is vulgar.
Tacky~!
Compared to the real goods of the aristocracy, it is like the difference between diamonds and gilding.
And in addition to the smell of blood, there was a ...... in the air Belch. No, there are many perfume smells, cheap, expensive, fragrant. Rich ...... That kind of flavor mixes together......
If you are an ordinary person, you may be interested in this strange taste.
But the tasteful Lord Brad was disgusted by this, for the smell reminded him of the smell of a pigsty that had been uncleaned one year when he had accidentally taken the wrong path and passed by an uncleaned pigsty on a visit to the countryside.
Therefore, the first impression of the city lord of Brad was very bad, and he secretly said indignantly: "I thought the brothel was a very fun place~!"
That's just ...... that."
But since he arrived at the door, it was not appropriate to go again, so he had to bite the bill and slowly walked into the door.
As soon as I entered the hall, the first thing I noticed was the bustard in the brothel.
Not to mention anything else, just half a catty of white powder was wiped on her face, and her mouth was scarlet and scarlet, as if she had just eaten a dead person.
With just this face, going out in the middle of the night can scare the timid to death.
At this moment, the old bustard was holding his orchid fingers, pinching a crimson handkerchief to wipe his tears, and at the same time crying and wailing: "The Great Demon God is above, my business is ...... How can this business be done...... Ahh
The last exclamation was full of twists and turns, sometimes high and sometimes low, melodious and tactful, just like the famous female singer Aunt Susan singing an aria.
Hearing this, the city lord of Brad gasped three times in a row with her tone, and sighed in his heart: "Sure enough, the master is in the people." β
Across from the bustard sat a serious magistrate in his thirties, who was making notes for her, and when he heard the bustard's very artistic cry, he couldn't help frowning.
The old bustard's smooth white and fat hands eagerly grabbed the sheriff, and said in a panic: "My lord, my lord, you have to make the decision for me, I didn't know that this bastard who killed a thousand knives would die here with me." It really has nothing to do with me.
We have an old relationship, you know all the girls here, you know me, I have always been law-abiding, and there is never a shortage of monthly filial piety......"
The sheriff had already seen the city lord come in, so he pretended to be serious, wanting to leave a good impression on the boss, but he didn't expect the old bustard to suddenly come out with such words.
He was suddenly frightened, and slapped the table and said angrily: "Shut up, nonsense...... What nonsense, who has an old relationship with you, who knows your girl, who accepts your filial piety.
Stop talking nonsense, and beware of me treating you as a slanderer of government officials.
Our Caribbean officials are law-abiding and conscientious~!"
At the same time, he secretly prayed to the Almighty Great Demon God in his heart, hoping that these words would not be heard by the city lord.
If that uncle had been a little more serious, he, the sheriff, would not have been able to eat and walk around.
Although there is no legal provision for Semitic officials to go to brothels, leaders do not like a subordinate who burrows into brothels all day.
Especially when the superior leader's kidney is not very good, he has no secretary on his side, but you run to the brothel every day. Doing so is obviously giving him eye medicine for the old man.
If you encounter such a pup, under normal circumstances, the bosses have to kill him to relieve their hatred.
The bustard was so frightened by the sheriff's hideous appearance that he forgot to cry. Retracted back into the chair, with a dull expression, he looked at the sheriff opposite him stupidly, and secretly wondered in his heart: What's going on today?
Come to the old lady to eat and drink for nothing, play with the girl for nothing, and the old lady has to give you some more after playing.
Now that something has happened, it's time to use you. You *** actually bite the old lady like a dog?
It's the other way around~!
To be able to establish a foothold in the highly competitive entertainment industry in the Caribbean. They are all strange women, and they don't have to be inferior to men.
The Moulin Rouge is well-known far and wide, and it is well run, and the old bustard is not a simple person, and he is trying to come up with a woman's mysterious trick of 'splashing, making trouble and hanging three'. Flipping the table and jumping up, he pointed at the grandson who didn't do anything with the money and scolded.
But seeing that the sheriff jumped up quickly, straightened his chest and said loudly: "Hello city lord~!"
"Lord of the city?" the old bustard's legs were weak. One was unsteady and almost slipped off his chair.
She danced and struggled, moving like a turtle that had been turned over its shell. It was easy to grasp the armrest of the chair, and he sat up, and then he jumped up hurriedly, and he really groveled, not daring to stand up straight. I lowered my head and didn't dare to say a word.
In front of the city lord, she, a brothel owner, was not even qualified to speak.
The difference between the lower nine streams at the bottom and the powerful at the top is a world of difference.
Even the sheriff had already crossed his voice from the shouting voice, and several big officials in front of him, and he was a small bureaucrat who did not speak in front of the city lord, but if he did not stop the old bustard from continuing, he would be unlucky. That's why he was bold and screamed.
Lord Brad saw a human comedy with his own eyes, and couldn't help but smile slightly.
Especially the funny appearance of the old bustard just now, which made the city lord happy.
Originally, the city lord of Brad who didn't like them very much, for the sake of their hard work to be funny, naturally he was also a dragon-faced Dayue and decided not to worry about these little people.
As for the people below to collect some money and squeeze the small merchants and hawkers, the city lord of Brad also knows that this situation is very common, and those who are officials have their own ways to make money.
In the eyes of the city lord, it's not a big deal, and he can't take it seriously, the civil servants work for him, as long as they don't make people angry.
It's really too much, making a protest demonstration, blocking the gate of the government, the city lord will naturally not be polite, just push the criminal guy out and slaughter it with a knife to calm the anger of the people.
In his opinion, those ordinary people are actually the most naΓ―ve and deceitful.
Therefore, the city lord of Brad waved his hand indifferently, and then asked, "You are the boss here?"
"Yes," the bustard replied respectfully.
Lord Brad said, "How did you find out?"
The old bustard trembled and said, "Today...... At noon today, I saw that my children had not gotten up when it was time to eat. β
"Your daughter?" the city lord of Brad wondered in his heart, how could there be parents who let their daughter come out and sell it.
The old bustard hurriedly said: "Goddaughter, goddaughter." β
Lord Brad shook his head with a smile.
The old bustard said: "I see that my goddaughter and the guest, before they get up at noon, I will knock on the door, even if it is an extra day after noon, it will be necessary to add money."
As a result, I smashed for a long time and no one answered the door, and I was afraid that the little white face would kidnap my daughter...... Goddaughter.
I went around to the back window again, don't open the window to see, I'm dripping that god~!"
The old bustard's expression was rich, his body language was very exciting, and he said in horror: "That little white face, with a bright knife stuck in his stomach, has blood flowing all over the bed."
When I saw that someone had died, I immediately reported it to the official. β
The city lord of Brad frowned and said, "Who do you think killed him?"
The old bustard showed a bitter look and wailed, "My lord, I really don't know, he met a few people last night, and he was very proud after seeing them, and then went back to the house to sleep." β
"Isn't there anyone suspicious in between?"
"My lord, no, I'm at the door of the back house, and everyone who goes backwards has to pass in front of me. The old bustard swore solemnly.
Lord Brad thought for a moment and said, "Could it be someone who broke in in the middle of the night?"
The sheriff immediately responded: "Probably not, my lord, we received a report and rushed to the scene immediately, the door was still locked from the inside, and there were no suspicious signs of damage to the doors and windows of the scene investigation."
In the evening, there are six people on duty at the Moulin Rouge all night. In addition, we visited the surrounding neighbors, and no one said that there was an unusual noise last night. β
Brad muttered, "That's weird, let's go in and have a look." β
The creeps in front of him immediately moved out of the way, and Lord Brad clenched his mouth and nose and cautiously entered the inner room.
The smell of blood is stronger here.
On the wide dark red bed, there is a ** human body spread out in large characters, and a bright short sword is inserted in the middle of the chest, and it can be seen that this sword is not ordinary.
The upper body of the deceased was already stained red with blood. The sheets under him were also soaked with blood. It's just that it's not very bright on the rose-red sheets.
The corpse was pale in color, and it was terrifying, and the strong smell of blood stimulated the stomach of the Lord of Brad City.
The face of the deceased was distorted and hideous, and the city lord of Brad did not dare to look at it more.
But even more striking than the dead was a line of glaring blood writing on the wall, in large font. Stained with blood, he wrote: "Lao Tzu is still staring at here with one eye. β
This sentence has no beginning or end, and everyone present can't figure out what it means, why do you want to leave this sentence?
Look at the whole thing. It's a fog.
The city lord of Brad was suddenly shocked, staring at the handwriting on the wall in a daze, and said secretly in his heart: "If it's really him......"
I have mixed feelings. I don't know whether I should be worried or happy.
As early as after the man in black who claimed to be KGB drove his guards back, the city lord of Brad had doubts in his heart, who is this friend and not friend?
Lord Brad thought about many people, including his son-in-law. Lord Lorraine who turned the Semitic people upside down.
Although this bastard aunt snatched away his precious daughter, who he regarded as a treasure, according to her daughter, she is doing very well and happily now.
He, a cheap old man, also received a lot of precious gifts from the human continent, and most of this resentment slowly disappeared.
However, after weighing it for a long time, the city lord of Brad still excluded his son-in-law.
He is far away on the human continent, and I heard that he also wears several positions, and his busy feet do not touch the ground, how can he have the ability to remotely command the hidden agents in the Semitic tribe.
If he really has this ability, he will inevitably be too good 13~!
But after thinking about it, the Lord of Brad City is still the most suspicious of Lorraine, and his family will not be obscure and will not contact him.
Only Lord Lorraine's people do good deeds without leaving a name, and they are mysterious and secretive.
However, Lord Brad has never wanted to believe it.
Now that I see this sentence on the wall, there is no doubt that it is the people under Lord Lorraine.
"This kid has a long outstretched hand. The city lord of Brad cursed in his heart, he couldn't imagine that Lorraine was thousands of miles away, and he was not aware of the crisis, and his people could still find and stop it.
Although he knew that he should be grateful to his cheap son-in-law, the city lord of Brad was still a little uncomfortable in his heart.
"What does this kid mean, looking down on my ability to do things, or do you want to show that he is awesome?" the city lord of Brad pouted and snorted coldly.
In fact, from this matter, the people of KGB are indeed more capable than the Caribbeans under the city lord, and admitting this makes the city lord of Brad extremely reluctant and panicked.
"Give favors to myself? I won't accept your favors, we still have to settle the account, don't think it's going to be settled this time. β
The city lord of Brad secretly decided in his heart that he must not spare Lorraine, and he abducted his precious daughter without giving a dowry, and the father would not be reluctant in his heart.
Lord Brad waved his hand to the attendants behind him and said, "Go and recognize everyone for me." β
The attendant answered, walked to the bedside, pinched his nose and looked down at the corpse lying on the bed, and carefully checked it up and down three times, the attendant nodded affirmatively, and said, "My lord, it's this kid." β
Although the face of the dead man has changed a lot compared to when he was alive, it can still be distinguished.
The mastermind was finally killed by KGB, who was half of his own people, and the city lord of Brad breathed a long sigh of relief and muttered in a low voice: "That's good, that's good." β
At this time, the city lord of Brad had time to look into the room, and found that there was a young woman sitting next to him, who was curled up in a chair with a dull gaze.
On the neck, chest, and thighs, there was a red bloodstain, and the old bustard was wiping tears in front of him, and said one after another: "It's okay girl, it's okay......
The city guards and magistrates who came in and out next to her always glanced at her naked body, intentionally or unintentionally.
The Lord of Brad asked, "What do you think of this case?"
Several sheriffs looked at each other, lowered their heads and didn't dare to speak, in private, you push me, I push you, and in the end, the person in charge really has no choice.
Seeing that the city lord's expression was becoming more and more unhappy, he could only take a step forward and squeak: "Our preliminary judgment is yes, yes, yes......"
Lord Brad said unceremoniously, "What is it?"
"It's suicide~!" The sheriff had no confidence in his heart, and peeked at the city lord.
Lord Brad burst out laughing.
Even the bustard was dumbfounded.
The sheriff explained: "The house is locked from the inside, and there are no signs of damage to everyone's doors and windows. The boss destroyed the window at noon today, and many people testified that the window was smashed open and the fracture was still new.
Other than that, we didn't find any traces of a third party in the room.
At the time of the crime, there were two people in this room.
The first wound was in the heart, penetrated the back and pierced the bedboard.
Although this young lady was suspicious, she was not strong enough to pierce a person and then pierce an inch-thick plank.
So we conclude that it was suicide. β
The Lord of Brad City glanced at the sheriff and said, "In other words, the deceased first pierced his own heart, and then drew his short sword and stabbed it into his chest. β
The sheriff stiffly said, "Yes, so his second sword didn't pierce." β
Lord Brad glared at them fiercely and said, "No wonder since I took office, the incidence rate of murder in the Caribbean is so low, it turns out that those who die are suicides." β
It is almost an international practice to classify hard-to-solve cases of dead people as suicides. can't help but look good at solving cases, and it can also save a lot of effort on the part of the case-handling personnel.
Lord Brad has also worked at the grassroots level for two years, and he doesn't know what is wrong with this.
Just watching them fool around, I can't help but be a little angry.
The sheriff's face turned pale as soon as he brushed it, and hurriedly explained: "My lord, it is inevitable that there will be omissions in the first investigation, and we will continue to investigate, continue to investigate, and maybe there will be new discoveries." β
Lord Brad snorted heavily and said, "No need, he just committed suicide." β
"Huh?" including the old bustard all raised their heads and looked at the city lord in surprise.
"Write me a detailed report. Lord Brad turned and walked out, saying, "I'll leave it to Arcaderin." β
When Madorins received the report of suicide, his expression must have been wonderful. rqοΌοΌοΌ