Dead!

When Edwin confirmed the death of Brody, the president of the 'Brody Chamber of Commerce', there was an explosion in 6 White Bird Street.

"What?"

"Dead?"

"How could someone die!"

In the chaotic voice, the crowd inevitably panicked.

In the face of death, there will be no difference between civilians and wealthy businessmen.

Even, the latter is even more fearful.

Because, what they have, is too much.

And panic will spread, and people who were originally calm also became chaotic when they saw that the people around them were in chaos.

When people are crowding, people are pushing, and more tragedies are about to happen—

Bang!

Malinda. Julius. Caesar stood in the corridor on the second floor, holding a firearm aloft, shooting into the sky, and in the light of gunpowder, the chips on the blue and white dress shone brighter and brighter.

The crowd fell silent.

They subconsciously looked at Malinda who was holding a firecracker.

I saw the lady say aloud.

"Gentlemen and ladies, please maintain your manners."

"You have the etiquette that makes you not so flustered when facing a corpse, of course, if you have ulterior motives, then it's a different matter."

First the praise, then the words of warning, quickly quieted down the inside of No. 6 Shiratori Street.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the lady returned the firearm to Arthur, her eyes full of gratitude.

Naturally, this firebolt had just been given to her by Arthur.

She wouldn't ask Arthur why he was carrying a firecracker, she only knew that the firearm that Arthur had just given her saved her trouble.

"I owe you once."

Malinda whispered.

"Just pay us, we're fair traders."

Arthur was still smiling.

"Good!"

Malinda nodded solemnly, and then her eyes turned to the two people in the crowd, Coaster of the 'Coaster Chamber of Commerce' and Aemond of the 'Aemond Chamber of Commerce'.

Just now, the two of them were the first to shout, almost causing chaos.

Similarly, Malinda can reasonably suspect that Brody was also murdered by the two.

In order to prevent her from obtaining the title of Baron Camir.

Everything makes sense.

After all, these two had almost succeeded before.

Although she calmed down the news as quickly as possible, Anna still had to leave her, and even just now, the two of them almost succeeded again.

But that didn't make Malinda angry.

On the contrary, the woman became more and more calm.

When she was honored as 'Lady of the Long Night', she personally cut off the heads of thirty-seven of her opponents.

When she made money every day, she sent the whole gang to feed the fish.

When she felt Anna's love, she ......

Hesitated.

She wanted to live in peace with Anna like this, and stay the same.

Then, under the pressure of her opponent, she had to send Anna to the inner bay.

This terrible situation, one time is enough!

Second?

Never!

If there is a second time, she herself will not forgive herself!

That's why tonight is everything.

But there are always surprises in planning.

She glanced at Brody's corpse.

Subsequently—

Call!

Malinda. Julius. Caesar took a deep breath, sniffing the remnants of the familiar smell of gunpowder, as if at this moment, she had returned to those days without restraints, and a bright smile of the past naturally appeared on her face.

Then, she just stood on the second floor, looking down on everyone in the hall.

When she saw Coaster and Aemond, the smile on her face began to retract.

The coldness in the woman's eyes made the two businessmen shiver.

This crazy woman is going to do it!

The two of them secretly said at the same time.

Definitely not at this time!

Here they are dead!

"It's not me!"

"It's not me either!"

"You have to tell the evidence, you can't frame others, are you going to kill us in front of everyone?"

The two merchants began to shout loudly and began to pull the people around them into the water.

"Huh."

Malinda. Julius. Caesar chuckled, but didn't pay attention to the two of them at all, let alone do it directly, even though she wanted to break them into pieces.

But not now.

She knew very well that the gunfire just now had alarmed the patrol officers in the White Bird neighborhood.

The police will be coming soon.

Afterwards?

Naturally, I used my own way to deal with sudden accidents.

Soon, Maltz appeared at 6 Whitebird Street with a team of patrol officers.

Then, at a glance, he saw his partner Arthur.

Almost instinctively, the new sheriff wanted to cover his face.

Why is it again?

Maltz looked at Arthur with a look of confusion and confusion.

I don't want to it either!

Maybe it's my bad luck?

Arthur shrugged helplessly.

The two made eye contact, but Maltz did not stop, and he walked quickly towards the corpse.

Foaming at the mouth? Bitter almond flavor?

Almost instantly, Maltz was sure that it was cassava poisoning.

Because just a few days ago, he dealt with a similar case.

The murder of the 'Joel Chock Sword Club'.

At that time, it was also Arthur who was present.

Moreover, the case was solved by Arthur.

'My partner can't be the Grim Reaper, right?' ’

'Why do people die wherever they go?' ’

Or is it true, as Scott said, that the psychic constitution is destined to attract more trouble? ’

Involuntarily, the new sheriff thought.

Because of his relationship with Arthur, Maltz and Scott also have a good relationship.

When Maltz became sheriff, it was not only the Daily de Sud Los that reported on the incident, but other newspapers interviewed Maltz.

The reporter sent by the Clarion was naturally Scott.

The interview was recorded in small talk, and it was clearly an interview with Maltz, but the end result was a discussion of Arthur.

Although many of them did not make it to the newspapers, Maltz and Scott's relationship grew by leaps and bounds.

Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, Maltz subconsciously examined the corpse's palm.

There is no taste.

It should be poisoned in the cup!

But the next moment after Maltz made such an inference, the new sergeant was stunned.

Because, he saw the wine table.

In order to highlight the freedom of the salon, there is no bartender at the wine station, but there are glass after glass of wine that guests can take as they please.

At a glance, there are at least thirty glasses of wine on the table.

In addition, the waiter will refill the drinks from time to time.

With so much alcohol, how did the murderer determine the victim?

Or is it ......

Randomly selected targets!

The thought of this made Maltz feel his temples swell.

If it's really a random target, it's a problem.

There is no connection between the murderer and the victim, and unless they are caught red-handed, the case will not be solved at all.

"Sergeant Maltz, can you identify the murderer?"

"We need to prove our innocence!"

"Otherwise, some people won't give up!"

When Coaster and Aemond saw the frowning Maltz, they immediately came over.

The tone was full of yin and yang.

In the words, he was even more eager to leave.

No. 6 White Bird Street is so dangerous that even the bodyguards are terrified and must return to their territory.

"I'm ...... for the time being"

"Since we can't identify the murderer, why don't we wait here?"

Coster interrupted Maltz and once again inflamed the crowd around him.

Immediately, the surrounding guests began to speak.

"yes, are we going to wait here?"

"What a useless blue-skinned dog!"

"Didn't the newspapers say that Sheriff Maltz was very capable?"

In the midst of the many guests' words, Maltz sweated on his forehead.

If it weren't for the fact that these guests all had a decent status, he would have taught these guys how to behave with a baton.

What to do? What to do?

Anxious, Maltz suddenly saw Arthur.

Arthur walked down from the second floor slowly, step by step, slowly, [Simple Etiquette] flashed, although it was only a non-upgradeable Lv1, it still made Arthur look personable at this moment.

Originally, everyone looked at Maltz, but when they found Maltz's gaze, everyone looked at Arthur like this, watched him slowly walk to the wine table, watched him gently stroke the white cloth on the bar, and watched him sigh softly, and said in a slightly hoarse voice-

"I heard the murmurs of the dead."