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late at night.

Archduke Droll's manor in Delta is still brightly lit. A tense atmosphere.

The manor’s reception room has been closed. Several black skins were looking for some evidence at the scene. It also includes a historian.

The dining room next to the reception room became the current reception room, where Count Otto, Professor Palmer, and Florian were sitting here. There is a black-skinned leader beside them.

"My Lord Earl. Please trust us. We will definitely give you an explanation." The fourth-level judge seemed very sincere.

On the other hand, Count Otto was quite angry. Although he didn't feel angry at all. But be sure to show it.

"The murderer must be found! I just recounted the past with my fellow villagers. I didn't even drink a sip of water. Sergeant Lloyd"

The gunshot wound on his left shoulder has undergone a preliminary bandage, wrapped in a white cloth, and his left hand hung on his chest.

Put a coat on your body to resist the cold of winter.

"Don't worry. We are professional. Lord Earl." The man called Sheriff Lloyd said sincerely again. "Please heal your injuries and protect your own safety."

He paused, as if hesitated, then said:

"Let's do it. I will send someone to be your guard. Your safety in Delta is the responsibility of our Extraordinary Incident Handling Department."

"My safety is protected by Professor Palmer. Your most critical task is to find the murderer. Bring him to justice. Call me to see him during execution. I want to know him personally!" Count Otto tried his best. The performance.

What kind of protection is this, it's just surveillance.

He certainly didn't want the black skin to monitor his actions.

Of course I know what I did. Hei Pi also knows.

Let them see that they are not in their mouths? ?

What about your future actions? Are you being watched everywhere? ? Then be passive.

He has to be very angry, and very desperate.

"Master Earl don't need to be so anxious. It's just a matter of time. No one in Delta can escape the capture of the Extraordinary Incident Handling Department." Inspector Lloyd assured him, patting his chest.

Everyone here knows that this is just a scene. To describe it in one word, it is "hypocrisy."

But everyone doesn't say broken. Just hold each other.

"Master Earl, the injury is important. I think it's better to send you to the hospital first. A good rest is more important than anything else." Lloyd said again.

"If you don't go or not. I can be assassinated at home. I don't know if I will be assassinated again when I run to the wilderness? Do you bear the responsibility?" Count Otto was emotional again. Refused.

To the hospital? ? What's the difference between that and going to jail? ? Are you kidding me?

Lloyd hurriedly waved his hands and said:

"Don't worry. The hospital is right next to the temple and the Transcendental Committee. There is no safer place in Dameiya."

"Small wound. The murderer must be found!" Count Otto said loudly, waving his right hand.

"Oh~~ **** it. It's just a little blood." Soon he clutched his left shoulder and said in a trembling voice.

"Master Earl. Don't move. You can't move the wound now." The medical nurse next to him eagerly leaned forward and said worriedly while checking the injury.

At this moment, he knocked on the door from the outside of the restaurant and walked in. His face was very young, and he was the new force of the black skin. He has short dark brown hair and blue eyes deep in his eye sockets.

Some weight loss. But it's handsome.

Professor Palmer recognized this as a historian at a glance.

He has a temperament peculiar to historians. There is a bit of erosion in the will body.

It is different from the erosion of heaven and anti-will. There was a smell of death in this bedroom.

Few historians among the black skins have lived beyond thirty. This is determined by professional characteristics. There are far more dangers in history than in the present.

But the black people would never say it. Only his heroic deeds will be reported.

The historian whispered something to Lloyd. And handed him something. Then he quickly turned and left and continued his investigation.

Lloyd looked a little solemn, and immediately put the thing on the table to show Lord Otto, and said:

"This is the bullet that attacked the Lord Earl. To be sure, this was definitely a terrorist attack. Thanks to Professor Palmer and Police Florian, sir."

He almost said nonsense, but Count Otto also cooperated with him in the act.

Count Otto raised the bullet and looked at it carefully for a while, and then squeezed it in his hand, with a sullen expression on his face, and said:

"Can the murderer be found through this?"

Lloyd shook his head slightly, and replied: "This alone is not enough, but we still have a lot of them to investigate. I believe the murderer will always leave evidence."

In fact, Count Otto didn't want them to continue the investigation at all. Of course he knows who the murderer is? Maybe it is related to this group of black skins.

Maybe this is to warn myself, and then investigate what shameful things I have in this place, and use it as political capital. Resist your own threats.

"I think the most important thing for you now is to go out and find the murderer. It's no use investigating for so long in my house. Are you waiting for the murderer to run out of Delta?" He looked very irritable and shouted at Lloyd. She doesn't seem to care about the position of the sheriff at all.

Before Count Otto finished. A horrible roar of exhaustion suddenly came out from the reception room.

What followed was a frantic sound outside.

There was a bang.

The eyes of the four people in the dining room collided. They stood up, planning to go out to see what happened. Only Count Otto didn't seem to be very caring, but sat calmly in his seat.

"Quickly. Sergeant Lloyd. Come here. Yakuri is crazy." A shout completely made Lloyd lose his patience. Hurriedly walked outside.

Professor Palmer also kept up, leaving Florian and Count Otto in the dining room.

There was another sound. There was a violent explosion, and after the roar was over, there was a long silence.

Until the sound completely disappeared, Count Otto stood up firmly and walked towards the reception room.

The scene here makes his eyelids jump.

In the center of the reception room, in a cage built by the Holy Light, countless pieces of meat crushed to the size of a thumb were scattered on the ground. The blood leaked out of the gaps in the cage. The wall completely turned bright red, as if it had been soaked in blood.

Inside the house, there are pieces of meat shattered into scum, and occasionally the blood-red white can be seen through the blood red.

Count Otto endured the urge to vomit, leaning on the wall with his right hand, closed his eyes and did not want to look again.

Florian knew that the **** horror of the transcendental world seemed less disgusting, but he had never seen such a scene. But he supported Count Otto, showing his best.

Count Otto returned to the dining room pale, and said:

"Sergeant Lloyd. Things are beyond your imagination. I think let the temple come."

Compared to Black Skin, Professor Palmer and Count Otto are more willing to believe in the temple. At least, there is currently no apparent conflict of interest between the temple’s judgment hall and himself.

Moreover, the current situation is indeed beyond his imagination.

The black skin is different.

They certainly don't want to give away such an opportunity. It was easy to have the opportunity to enter the home of Count Otto.

Once the temple intervenes, UU reading www.uukanshu.com will be fine with them.

But the intervention of the temple must prove about cultists and heretics.

And this case, even if there is a clear point, they will firmly not say that there are any heretics.

Moreover, problems such as Yakuri are common in the black skin. But it was so scary that he had only seen it in his life.

But Yakuri died at the worst time at this time. It's a stupid pig to die here.

Lloyd cursed Yakuri frantically in his heart. He did not feel any sadness or guilt for his sacrifice.

He died, and no historical evidence was found. If the temple intervenes, where does the intelligence come from?

Damn idiot! !

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