Borg Langdon listened to Wednesday's explanation, looked at the scene again, and after examining Ada's body and Wednesday's window, he came to the conclusion that Wednesday was afraid of Bichel, which made Wednesday a little ridiculous.

But if you think about it, this conclusion makes sense, and it seems to be a bit close to the truth, because the current Bichiel is indeed stronger than people remember on Wednesday. After playing Bichel, Wednesday practiced "Pure Yang Wujigong" and "Tiyun Zong", and his strength was indeed stronger than the previous Wednesday, but this was really powerful, not the power that Borg Langdon inferred hastily.

While smiling secretly in Wednesday's heart, there was some thoughtful expression on his face, and he nodded in agreement: "It's still Mr. Langdon's thoughtfulness, it seems that I was so impressed by Wednesday that I can't face him more objectively, now that I think about it, it seems to be the same as what Mr. Langdon said." ”

After being flattered by Wednesday like this, Borg Langdon was in a much better mood, but quickly frowned again, "But what about Betty's disappearance?"

Wednesday shrugged innocently, "I don't know, Ida was killed and it can be said that it was bad luck, but I still can't figure out Betty's disappearance," he said with a light smile, "Maybe he took the opportunity to escape." ”

Borg Langdon choked slightly, did not speak, of course he knew Betty's situation, knew that most of these girls were forced, but he didn't expect Betty to seize this opportunity to escape, because since he took over these intelligence systems, such a thing has not happened. Just an ordinary intelligence officer, Borg Langdon was quick to put it in his mind, and he was more concerned about Ida's murder than about it.

Just studied for half a day. The crowd didn't find any clues, and in the end, they had to carry Ada's body away.

When the sky is bright and the rain stops, the matter will be over. Borg Langdon quietly arranged for someone to ask his neighbors on Wednesday if they had heard anything last night. Of course, there are results, but the results are the same as what Wednesday himself said. First a female voice called someone, followed by a male voice shouting and asking who it was, and then the rest of the story was not heard.

Faced with such an outcome, Borg Langdon had nothing to do, and there was no good way to arrange a few more guards for his backbone.

And on Wednesday, he continued to train those swordsmen every day as usual, and at the same time worked them. And for fear of arousing Borg Langdon's suspicions, he didn't go anywhere on Wednesday, except for eating at the tavern every day. And Borg Langdon didn't arrange a maid for Wednesday again, he did say it once. But he refused on Wednesday, and it was just a casual polite gesture at the time, but he didn't expect Borg Langdon to really mention it again.

After calming down, Wednesday suddenly thought of Leonard, the swordsman who had been injured by his own black hand. At that time, he told Borg Langdon that he would help Leonard with treatment, but he never remembered it during this time. Leonard is Borg Langdon's personal bodyguard, and if he can get on his side, there may be more chances.

Come to think of it. During the break, he found Leonard's home by following the address. I thought he was a high-level swordsman, and the place to live should be very good. Unexpectedly, Leonard's place is not big, and it doesn't look very tidy. The door opened as soon as it was pushed, and Wednesday was about to go in when a man ran out and almost collided with Wednesday.

"Wilson, why are you here?" saw the man coming out of the door. Wednesday asked curiously, "Didn't follow Mr. Langdon today?"

The man who came out of the door was none other of Borg Langdon's personal bodyguard, Wilson Miney, who coughed after seeing Wednesday, "I'm resting today, and there's someone else on duty." He laughed dryly, "That Mr. Tolan, I have something to do, so I'll go first," he said and hurriedly ran away.

Wednesday smelled the strong smell of alcohol from Wilson Miney, shrugged his shoulders and said nothing, and entered Leonard's yard, only to frown as soon as he entered, because this yard was even more chaotic than Bichier's, as if it had been swept away by a typhoon, furniture, pots and pans were thrown everywhere, doors and windows were broken.

"Leonard?" shouted Wednesday, though no one was heard, making sure there was movement in the house.

Walked to the door and opened the half-room, and then a wine jug flew towards him, and a man gasped and shouted, "Get out!"

Wednesday dodged out of the flask and stepped inside, holding his breath to block the oncoming smell of alcohol and other unpleasant odors, squinting at the room. And the result really surprised Wednesday, he didn't expect that the dignified swordsman-level master looked like a homeless man at this time, curled up in the corner of the wall unkempt and drunk, the mess in the house was not a good look, leftovers were everywhere, even worse than a homeless man.

"Leonard, what's wrong with you?" asked Wednesday, holding his breath and frowning.

"Mr. Tolan?" Leonard raised his somewhat swollen eyelids and glanced at Wednesday twice, then mocked hoarsely, "What? You're here to laugh at me?"

Wednesday shrugged his shoulders and said with a nonchalant expression, "I heard that you are quite seriously injured, so I came to see you and wanted to help you heal, but now it seems that you don't need it." ”

"Healing?" Leonard's eyes lit up, "Can you cure it?" said as he staggered up and ran to Wednesday, grabbing Wednesday's wrist, "Give me treatment, if you can heal my injuries, I will be your slave for life, and I will do whatever you ask me to do." ”

Wednesday's heart moved slightly, and his wrist shook Leonard's hand slightly, and then said, "It's easy to talk about healing, but what happened to you here? Who robbed you?"

As soon as this question came up, Leonard suddenly sat down on the ground, holding his head and crying.

To be honest, the appearance of a big man holding his head and crying bitterly makes people look very sad, although I don't know what happened on Wednesday, but it was obviously a very big blow to Leonard, otherwise it would not have made a master of the sword master level look like this. But Wednesday wasn't interested in seeing Leonard cry, so he cried for a while and then asked again what was going on.

After Leonard finished speaking with a look of despair and remorse, Wednesday himself was a little speechless, he didn't expect Borg Langdon to be so indifferent to his subordinates, after Leonard was injured, he began to snub him, and when Leonard's injury became more and more serious to the point that he could hardly exert his fighting spirit, he simply ignored it, not even a little symbolic comfort, let alone administer justice to Leonard.

The problem is that Leonard's beautiful wife was raped by Wilson in front of him, and in the end, he took his wife away directly, and kicked Leonard's five-year-old son to death before leaving. That's it, Wilson still comes over to laugh at Leonard whenever he has nothing to do, anyway, all kinds of means have been exhausted, and there is only one purpose, that is, to humiliate Leonard. And the reason is just that Leonard is slightly stronger and used to be more favored in front of Borg Langdon.

The bullied Leonard wanted to seek justice from Borg Langdon, but was turned away, and when he went to work, he was disrupted by the doorman and beaten back. And Leonard's fighting spirit is almost impossible to play because of Wednesday's means, every time he is unlucky, the fighting spirit is fine, that is, he is in pain for a while for an hour or two, but if the fighting spirit is activated, the whole person is like being divided, and he is in pain, let alone fighting, he can't pick up his weapons, so he can only be beaten and humiliated.

Listening to Leonard's experience, Wednesday was also a little speechless, he really didn't expect that Borg Langdon would have such an attitude in the face of his former stand-in, although Leonard is indeed almost useless, but even if it is a symbolic comfort, why do you have to do such a ruthless thing? But it can be seen that Borg Langdon is really not a big person.

Listening to Leonard's resentment towards Wilson and Borg Langdon, Wednesday's heart moved slightly, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Your injury is very troublesome, and the treatment process may be a little dangerous, but it's not hopeless, do you want to try?"

"Of course, of course," Leonard begged with his arm around Wednesday's shin, "Mr. Tolan, please, as long as you can heal my injuries, you can let me do anything." ”

Wednesday nodded, "Remember what you said," he said, surveying the room as he said, "find someone to clean up this place first, and I'll come back tomorrow and help you treat it then." ”

Seeing that Wednesday promised to help him with treatment, Leonard's whole person trembled slightly, like a dying person suddenly grasping a life-saving straw, and it was also quite a strong life-saving straw, nodding vigorously, for fear that a hesitant Wednesday would regret it.

Of course, Wednesday will not go back, and if he finally found such a good opportunity, how could he just give it up? Leonard must be saved, and if he makes good use of it, he will be able to complete more than half of this series of tasks.

When I went to Leonard's house the next day, it had been cleaned up, and Leonard was neatly dressed, but his face was unusually haggard, and his whole person was mentally depressed as if he had been imprisoned in a dungeon for decades, and his eyes were bloodshot.

It seems that Leonard has really suffered a lot, Wednesday smiled secretly, and then said to Leonard: "Your injury is indeed quite strict, but if you want to say that it is not strict, it doesn't take much effort to treat, if it is here on Wednesday, it may be a matter of convenience, but if I make a move, I have to be slower, because I have only been practicing internal strength for a long time, and I am not very proficient in using it, but fortunately, I have figured out some ways during this time, otherwise I would not dare to help you treat." (To be continued......)