"Jon?", Prando looked at the only name on the expensive stationery with a bit of confusion, and looked up at Mr. Steward, Lord Mayor at all. Being disturbed early in the morning and waking up from a sweet sleep is not something that makes people feel happy, but more importantly, it is a day off. If it hadn't been for the knocker, it would have been too big for Prando to revenge this **** harasser.

The brown paper with wood grain is surrounded by a layer of gold, which was stamped on the gold foil. The paper exudes a faint aroma. The words written by Jon are somewhat artistic and very beautiful. The stationery itself is extremely expensive, but it is only used to write a person's name, all of which show the dignity of the host.

"Sorry, who is this Jon?"

Mr. Housekeeper was also very patient in the face of Prandeau's doubts. He explained: "Jon is a young man who often goes to Delier Art Museum. He is about fifteen or sixteen years old, very white and handsome, with a good figure. Jianshuo, his hair is a little silvery, and it is very recognizable. "At this point, Mr. Steward mentioned," The Lord Mayor means to check this person named Jon to find out his true Name, without alarming him, check if someone behind him is instructing him. If so, check out this person, if not, grab Jon first. "

"So, my resignation is over, let's leave first!", Mr. Housekeeper took the hat and saluted, put on the hat and pushed the door away. Looking at the back of Mr. Housekeeper's departure, Prandeau frowned.

He is very impatient. Actually speaking, even if the director of the regional police station and these mayors and councillors are not the same level, they should not be too much different. But the problem is that for the mayor and parliamentarians, the chief of the police station is like their domestic servant, and it is enough to give a command when they want to use it.

If you are done well, there may not be any rewards. After all, it is the right thing to do well in the eyes of those big men. As the chief of the police station, apart from maintaining law and order, is n’t the main job of solving troubles for these leaders? This kind of thing was not met once or twice. Not long ago, Mrs. Vivian also asked him to arrest someone, and it was now the mayor's turn.

Although impatient, Prando has no choice but to execute. He changed into a police uniform ready to be worn tomorrow, put on a hat, slapped his cheek to make himself look more energetic, took a deep breath, and rushed out of the house.

After a while, almost everyone knew the news, and Prando was looking for a young man named Jon. If someone can provide him with information, he will be protected and protected by Prando, and a lot of money will be obtained. For a time, all the forces, large and small, started to search for this guy named Jon.

The people outside were searching Jon frantically, but the real "Jon" was hidden in the farm like Mount Tai.

"Sorry!" Du Fu bowed his head with guilt, he needed to apologize to Du Lin because he had done it. Du Lin's request was that he hoped to pass some information to Mrs. Vivian, thereby affecting Mrs. Vivian's judgment ability, and burying a chess piece in the vicinity of the big man in favor of the fellowship, instead of letting him and Vivian Mrs. Ann had feelings. Many people may feel that the thing of emotion is not controlled by themselves, but the opposite is true. It is precisely because human beings can reasonably control other emotions, so there are so many emotional scammers and so many unsatisfactory.

Ba Dufo should not have affection with Mrs. Vivian, let alone Mrs. Vivian. The latter point is the most terrible.

In fact, all of this can be avoided, but with the tacit agreement of both parties, things still happened.

Du Lin waved his hand. To be honest, he is very irritable now, always trying to break something to vent his heart ... grievance? After finally pulling a group of bastards, fellow associations and trading companies to this point, everything started to go on track, and a small accident was very likely to destroy everything he now has. He is not unfounded. The mayor has too much influence and power in the city. Before the new party came to power, the mayor was formerly known as "the governor". Power.

Even today when the new party is in power, the power and power of the "arch" is weakened to "mayor", but it is still not something he can fight against.

Once the mayor has caught up to this line, it is inevitable that he will not guess what happened between Dufo and Mrs. Vivian, and whether someone is manipulating it. Even if he didn't think so, as the "owner" of Dufo, he would naturally be contained in the scope of the attack.

Zhili told Du Lin that the best way for UU to read www.uukanshu.com now is to clean up your belongings and take everyone to run with you, no matter how far away, at least you cannot stay within the sphere of influence of the old party.

Yun, however, perceptually told him that if he chose to escape instead of conquering difficulties in the face of difficulties, he might spend the next half of his life fleeing. The economic empire he dreamed of could not become a reality at all, because he couldn't afford such a weight and couldn't afford such a responsibility.

Looking at Du Lin walking around with a sad look, the Buddha said a few times and stopped talking. This time he finally summoned up his courage and stood up, "Du Lin, let me turn myself in!" When he turned his eyes to Dufo, he felt that he was crazy. He would surely die if he turned himself in, and it would be ugly to die. At this time Du Lin has told everyone everything, he has no right to conceal this level of disaster and hide it from everyone.

Du Lin's footsteps, turned around and raised his hands is a slap, pulled Dufo all up and lifted his toes, and flew out on tiptoes.

"Stupid!"

"Stupid!"

Du Lin growled, he walked back and forth, faster and faster, staring at the Buddha.

"I promise, as long as you stand up, it doesn't take three days for the fellow villagers to die, and I will die, and everyone will die!" On the shoulder of the Buddha, he threw down one of his uncles to the ground, "Do you think you are selfless in doing this? Wrong! You are just a little person, a sad little person, the anger of a big person is not because of the life and death of you To be quelled, only when more small people use death as a price can big people calm their anger! "

"Instead of thinking about turning in, I urge you to consider **** that bastard!"