It was still the same building, and he sat behind the table.

The light of the light created a black shadow behind him, the wind came in from the window that had some leaks, the candle swayed, and the black shadow behind him swelled and swayed.

It seems to be pregnant with a beast.

Shutting back and forth with the ribbon gift box in both hands, this is his second gift.

The first gift did not achieve good results. This was not what he expected to see. He had to know where the other party's sins were hidden.

Otherwise, this revenge will be a failure.

"Thank you for your help, Miss Mathil. Thank you, some things can only be achieved through some kind of sacrifice."

The man looked at the comatose person at the table, her tolerance for pain was not good...

**

On September 10, it was the fifth day since Mathil Tate disappeared, and the reward has been increased to 500 gold pounds. Even if you only provide a tangible piece of information, you can get 5 gold pounds as a reward.

There are many people who provide information. The police station in Wangque District is fine. As for Tallinn District, dozens of people rush to report the crime almost every day, saying that they have witnessed the murderer or found some suspicious whereabouts...

"So it's like this?"

Donald stood at the door of the police station, watching the lively scene like a tea party inside. Today's police station is also under pressure. Anyone who visits and claims to be an informant dare not skip it easily, for fear of missing something important. message.

Today is when the Rose Squad and the team in the city are handed over, and their office is on the third floor of the police station according to the rules of the Discord Bureau.

Why not in the villa?

Because the Discord Bureau believes that if they live in a place where they usually live, it is likely to cause the team members to be lazy, so even if there is no task, they have to stay in the police station for the whole day, and they are not allowed to leave until 8 o'clock in the evening.

"The newspaper said that so far the prisoner has not made a request. Now there are many news agencies that have moved the matter in a pessimistic direction. They believe that this is no longer a kidnapping case, but a murder that may have been a crime that has not been discovered. This case is like the case of a murderer with a severed finger. Before the victim was discovered, they thought they were missing, and when they were discovered, it would be too late."

Maybe it's because there's really nothing going on in the near future, and even rude people like Pence have begun to pay attention to current hot events.

"We're not in charge of this case. Let's go ahead and talk about it... I wonder if Emily is on duty today."

Horn Shelley took the lead and entered the door, looking around, looking for the Tallinn district police flower he said.

"Without any requirements, just to kill?"

Stephanie looked at the situation in her eyes, then turned her head to look at Donald. He hasn't said much since he returned from a trip to Kepel's house alone yesterday to recover the inscription of the Scout Eye.

"Maybe, don't ask for anything, maybe it's the purpose of killing people from the beginning, or maybe... what he wants, others can't give."

Bowing his head and calling Finger to his side, Donald was thinking about something, a little absent-minded.

"Wait, Donald, my sisters wrote me a letter this morning, and I just got it when I went out. I think you should take a look."

Called Donald and entered the police station's office. They must be in the same place, and it would be inconvenient to talk about some things at that time.

"Any news? Hmm... Susannah, I'm going to buy Lilo lemon juice, do you need it?"

She stopped and said to Susanna in front that Lilo's lemon juice had been drunk last night.

"No, the coffee in the police station is okay."

The people in front said they didn't need it. Donald turned around and took the letter from Stephanie, nodded and smiled at her, and took Lilo away with big strides.

Walk around a corner, avoid the police station, throw the cane up, grab the upper end of it, open the envelope in your hand, try to stick to the roadside wall to avoid pedestrians, and read the above as you walk forward. content.

I have to say that the ladies in Yingque's shop are quite clever people. Stephanie's method of letting them avoid sensitive topics and starting from gossip is effective.

There is a lot of trivial information in the whole letter, and Donald picks out the information that seems more useful.

Wesley Tate's veganism isn't a long-standing habit, it's only begun to emerge in the last two years.

There is nothing special about such a piece of information alone. After all, no vegetarian is born, and they all eat meat more or less.

But there is a sequel to this.

Before Wesley Tate became a vegan, he was a meat lover, and any feast at his house would be filled with the best fresh meat from Demingham. , and he himself is famous for eating meat, and often tries some special meat-eating methods.

Similar to scalding the tenderest part of a donkey's body with boiling water, he is considered a pediatrician.

Such a person suddenly said one day that he would not eat meat in the future, which is almost equivalent to a tiger smashing all his teeth and starting to eat corn mush.

Is it possible under normal circumstances?

Something must have forced Wesley Tate to make a change. He has money, power, and power. It is unlikely that this incident is foreign oppression. Maybe it is a physical disease, or it may be a mental illness. Because of the reason, he can no longer continue to eat meat.

In this regard, the letter also mentioned another information, Wesley Tate has a personal chef, not an ordinary personal chef, but a dwarf.

Because of his natural dwarfism, the chef's physique is not even that of a 10-something-year-old child. Every time he cooks, there must be a beautiful woman around him to step up his feet, and he must be the one with a hot body.

A considerable number of people think that this is some kind of perverted hobby, so many people remember this chef, and he has one more thing worth paying attention to.

That's what this guy once tried to eat with a baby's placenta...

Life or death is unknown.

But this is naturally considered taboo in this day and age, and in a religious area run by an Orthodox sect, the punishment for such an act is to be burned at the stake in front of everyone, even in Demingham Such a religious freedom zone still caused a public outcry after the incident was revealed.

In the end, he was not sentenced to death, but it was also a life sentence.

However, Wesley Tate quietly recruited him from prison in the name of another place after the limelight passed.

Of course, it was Wesley Tate in the meatless days.

This news is known to everyone in the upper class, but the people below do not know it at all, because they can't enter the manor area at all, and naturally they can't see the chef who is completely free. Parker.

However, it is such a person who can only think of and can't do in the field of meat dishes. In just a week after Wesley Tate announced that he became a vegetarian, he suddenly became a vegetarian in the field of vegetarianism. Very good cook.

And it is the one that has been verified by others, a chef who claims to be able to make celery the taste of broth.

Apart from the above two messages, there is one more thing about Mathil Tate.

It is rumored that Wesley Tate doted on Mathil Tate very much, almost without bottom line, which is also known to the upper class.

However, this may not be a father-daughter relationship...

Wesley Tate was once heard to call Wesley Tate "Dear".

Of course, there is nothing wrong with this name coming from the mouth of Wesley Tate, the father. The problem is that it came from the mouth of Mathil Tate.

This is a bit intriguing.

After reading the letter, she crumpled it into a ball, condensed the fire element, ignited it, and threw it directly into the nearby alley, and helped Lilo buy lemon juice before returning to the police station.

**

In the manor area, outside the Tate family's villa, Steward Quirrell walked quickly into the villa holding a gift box that had been dismantled.

This gift box appeared at the door of the Demingham News Agency this morning, with a sticky note on it: I am in the manor area.

The news agency opened the gift box and found a woman's index finger, which was still an expensive ring on the market. After a little thought, he realized that it might be Mathil Tate's finger.

The funny thing is that the content that was supposed to be reported in the first place was actually suppressed by the editor-in-chief of the Demingham Daily News Agency~lightnovelpub.net~ Without his consent, no one is allowed. Post a manuscript, let alone print it in a newspaper.

At the same time, send someone to restore things to their original state and send them to the manor area as quickly as possible.

The power of capital is evident.

"It didn't work for me, I came up with other people's ideas... Humph!"

A punch hit the table, and there was an extra punch mark on the solid wood table.

"Master, although the news agency is not reporting at this time, this note was posted outside the box at the time, and everyone in the news agency saw it. So many people couldn't keep their mouths shut. They didn't report it immediately but chose to put it first. ......The gift box is enough for us, sir, I think we have to deal with it."

The housekeeper glanced at the gift box. There have been enough rumors surrounding the Tate family during this time. If this matter cannot be resolved as soon as possible, the situation will only become more difficult to control.

"'I'm in the manor area'? Huh... tell Gerald, that guy wants to know where our base is, then give him a base... go outside to rent a carriage, the process You need to ensure absolute privacy, but in the end, when you go to rent a car in the carriage shop, you must go there in person, and I don’t need to say more about the rest.”

Wesley put the box in front of him, closed his eyes and thought for a few seconds before speaking.

"Understood, I'll do it right away."

Quirrell bowed and stepped back.

"Wait a minute, take this, the old way."

At this time, there was no sadness in Wesley's eyes, only anger.