"O my goddess!" Edmund stood up in panic.

The tweed coat that restricted his physical movement reminded him of the occasion and kept the lawyer from jumping onto his desk, but his violent reaction pushed the thick wooden chair with a screeching grinding sound.

The sharp sound made Viscount Clint tremble, and his already trembling hand became even more unstable in his grip on the box, causing it to knock over the table with the fingers inside.

A severed finger with coagulated blood rolled at the root and landed in the corner of the table.

In the early morning, the bright sunlight shines through the window, illuminating every corner of the room, but at this moment, Aemond and Clint only feel chills all over their bodies.

They looked at each other, and no one dared to pick them up.

A long, ruddy hand pulled a tissue from the table, wrapped the severed finger, and placed it back in the box.

Yager handed the box back to Clint through a tissue, "Mr. Viscount, hold it firm. ”

"That's the key piece of evidence."

So far, only his expression has not changed much in the entire room.

Fingers don't wriggle, what's the big deal? Yager thought coldly.

At most, let the tentacle monster eat another bite, or three bites.

"Thank you, thank you......" Clint shuddered, not wanting to reach out, "you might as well put it on the table." ”

Yager silently put the box down again.

In the past few days, he has handed things and no one dares to take them.

Speaking of which, Clint's reaction made him feel strange. If you are really so scared, how dare you run all the way to the law firm with your fingers?

I haven't brought anyone else with me yet.

His doubts were quickly answered.

After his fingers were put in the unsight, Aemond finally slowly came to his senses. After all, he is a criminal lawyer, and this kind of scene is actually not the first time I have seen it.

But I'm still scared.

"So, Mr. Viscount, what do you need us to do?" Aemond wrapped his black coat a little tighter.

"To be honest, it's better for you to call the police in this situation, we can't help you much in the investigation stage."

"Yes, I was about to call the police." As if sensing that Yager's performance had given him a lot of security, Clint sneaked a few inches over him.

"But this one.... Lenze's finger wasn't sent to me. ”

"Yesterday, we made an appointment to meet at my manor, but he didn't come, and I thought he had something to do for another day, so I didn't care." The Viscount licked his lips nervously.

"In the evening, when I walked back to the study after dinner, I found this finger on the table."

"I was so shocked that I subconsciously picked it up to see if it was real. Then I saw the ring on it...... The ring was given to him by Lunze when he went to sea. ”

Clint pulled out another ring made of gold from his bag.

"I wanted to call the police immediately, but I thought that I didn't have any evidence to prove that the disappearance of Lunze had nothing to do with me, and I was afraid that other parties would attack me on it."

He lowered his voice, speaking quickly and urgently: "In the polls a month ago, I received one-fifth of the popular vote. Just wait until the election! ”

"I'll be a member of parliament."

Clint's azure eyes stared at Attorney Aemond with a slight nervousness.

"Now, tell me, what of this evidence could be used as an excuse for others to attack me?"

There was silence in the room.

Even Aemond hesitated for a moment.

Yager couldn't help but raise his head from the messy notes and carefully examine the youth in front of him.

One-fifth of the votes are voted in accordance with the parliamentary percentage representation system, and even half of the votes can be locked in the seats.

As a candidate for parliament, when an ordinary person receives a friend's finger and is still panicking, he has already crossed the police and thinks of interrogations, suspicions, hostile factions and lawyers, and this mental journey is breathtaking.

In short, a far-sighted business veteran.

In contrast to Yager's conservative estimates, lawyers with deep experience with capitalists have already thought about the next stage.

Aemond coughed and leaned over to Clint, "Mr. Viscount, I need to ask you a question before I begin my assessment. Do you ...... Or, is it possible that Mr. Lenze had an accident on your estate? ”

The experienced lawyer looked at Clint suggestively.

"You can rest assured that our non-disclosure agreement will go in the other direction." He then added.

Viscount Clint's face turned red from these words: "No! Lenze is my best friend! Friends! I have no motivation, how can I ...... I didn't! ”

His hair was smoking, and he pounded the table with his fists in anger.

Aemond hurriedly brought water and smiled: "Work needs, I don't doubt what you mean." But that's easy, you just need to pay attention to ......"

Aemond pulled one out of the mountain of papers on his desk, flipped it open and showed it to Clint, muttering things like "Russell the Great's fingerprint detection", "suspicion", "keep silent", and "they have no evidence".

Yager, who only had to watch from the sidelines and get paid, got up with nothing to do, and began to draw turtles in his notebook boredly.

There is nothing mysterious about this case, and the owner of the finger, Mr. Lenze, is nothing more than kidnapping, murder, and factional struggle.

Wait, factional struggles.

Yager turned the pen twice and added a tentacle to the tortoise.

There are many extraordinary people in this world, and yesterday he met two in the wild, not to mention the people of the church. The aristocracy had money and power, and it was not surprising that they could cultivate several transcendentals.

And Lunze, excluding personal grievances, is most likely to be sunk into the port of East Bailang by hostile nobles.

There is a real possibility that there is an element of transcendence involved.

He closed his eyes and silently turned on his faint vision. The new weakened vision is an improved version of his knowledge of the god of steam and machines, and originally tended to only look at higher-level beings who were invisible.

When I opened my eyes again, the colors of the whole world had changed.

On the left, Attorney Emond's head is a pink color, representing his excitement and confidence, while Clint's opposite is blue and purple, indicating that he is sad and anxious.

It seems that Clint didn't lie about his friend's surprise.

As for the finger, Yager turned his gaze to the vintage wooden box on the table that had been kept away by everyone.

Under the spiritual vision, the front of the finger was dim, indicating that it belonged to ordinary people both once and now, and the same is true of the blood in it.

What is striking, however, is the interface at the end. At the mark of the break, there is a faint gray and white silk thread that represents the mystery.

Silk threads stretched across the room, outward, and toward Beckland's chaotic East End.