A burst of laughter broke out in the tavern. At this time, the female reporter finally returned to the topic under the reminder of the photographer. She began to interview a white policeman with a mustache, but at this time, reporters from other media also heard the news.

He arrived and surrounded the bearded police officer in the center. The microphone on the screen pointed at the bearded police officer like a gun barrel staring at it.

Behind were police cars with sirens and a tight blockade line, and countless police officers were on high alert. The reporters asked in a verbal manner.

"Officer Elton, can you tell us about the details of the case?"

"I heard that you all died are members of a mafia family. Is this true?"

"It is said that this matter involves a noble MP from the House of Lords. What is the police going to deal with this matter?"

"Is there any clues about the murderer? I heard that the murderer left a lot of messages at the scene, claiming that they are a killer organization in Europe. Is this a rumor true? Is this a gang? The police are about to fight between the society?

How long will it take to capture the murderer?"

The bearded police officer was calm at first and said seriously: "Well, the police have already grasped a lot of clues in front of him. Please rest assured that the police will ensure the stability of society. As for the specific case, it is not convenient to disclose it for the time being."

But then the reporter's problems became more and more acute. The police officer finally couldn't bear it and began to squeeze out the crowd under the protection of several followers. No matter what the reporter asked again, he would say: "No one can tell."

Then he got into a police car, broke through the crowd, and whistled away.

Just when the reporters were disappointed, the police brought out two servants from the mansion, a man and a woman. When a group of reporters saw this, they immediately felt like sharks smelling blood. They surrounded them with a whistle.

At this moment, in the tavern, the gardener suddenly shouted again when he saw the two of them: "Oh my God, I know them, really, I swear. Old Mad and Emma, ​​the old woman, are still there, still

In that haunted place, oh, they could actually tolerate that villain Smith, who was a complete villain. Oh, they were not killed by those killers, oh, what a lucky guy."

The fat maid on the TV screen was obviously frightened, but she kept crying and couldn't speak at all. However, the old servant who was called Lao Mad by the gardener seemed extremely excited and did not need a reporter to ask questions at all.

He was dancing and frolicking at the camera and the reporter's words, and was obviously a guy who likes to show off.

"Oh, yes, I saw it, I saw it all. There were four of them in total, yes, four of them, or five of them could be possible."

"Gun? Yes, they have it, but they don't need it at all. I saw them grab Master Moore's head with their own eyes and twist it, just like picking a cucumber. It's really, too cruel. Oh, too cruel.

, That's Mr. Moore, a villain second only to Mr. Congressman, was twisted like a guazu."

"And Master Hess, a really cunning bad boy. He went crazy after being looked at by a woman. He actually hit the wall and killed himself. Oh, my God, it's hard to believe. Speaking of Master Hess, he actually

He had a leg with his cousin Jenny, and the men didn't know it, only I knew it, as I saw with my own eyes, Mr. Hes was riding on Miss Jenny in the flower room, barking like an Irish wolfdog in heat, Oh,

To be honest, Miss Jenny's butt is so white..."

The more Lao Made spoke, the more excited he became, gradually deviating from the theme. When the drunkard gardener in the tavern heard this, he stood up from the chair and cursed: "Oh, Lao Made, this bastard, actually saw it.

Miss Jenny's butt, oh, what a lucky bastard, but he never told me."

The reporters saw that Old Made was getting farther and farther away. Although they were also very interested in such a noble scandal, they had to interrupt him at this time. One of the male reporters asked: "I'm sorry, Mr. Made, listen."

It seems that the Smith family is involved in the mafia. Is this news reliable?"

Old Mad was obviously a little unhappy because he was interrupted, but for the sake of the high-ranking person who would call him Mr. Mad, he did not intend to blame him, so he said seriously: "Mafia? Oh, yes

, It's definitely a mafia. Actually, I've said it a long time ago, Emma, ​​did I say it?"

The fat maid nodded when she heard this. She had calmed down a lot at this time. She whispered: "Yes, you said that last time he deducted your fifty pounds of salary, you said it.

The kind-hearted Mr. Killer also said that the Smith family is all mafia."

Old Mad felt a little sad when he heard this, and said, "Yes, he deducted my salary of 50 pounds just because I accidentally ran into him and the secretary. I swear, I didn't mean it, but he deducted it.

I was fifty pounds and said I was going to fire me, just like the unlucky gardener. Their family was definitely the real mafia, and there was no mafia in the whole of England, no, and Europe that was darker than them."

The reporters saw that he was getting more and more outrageous, and quickly corrected again: "Well, Mr. Mad, can you tell me who the murderers are? What do you look like? Why did they kill Councillor Smith's family, do you know?

”

Hearing this, Lao Made immediately became excited again and said loudly: "Oh, you asked the right person. Even if you asked the police, it was useless. They didn't know at all, but I know. Because of the kind-hearted killer gentleman

I told me personally.”

The reporters were also surprised to hear this. One reporter asked in disbelief: "Do you know? The killer told you in person, Mr. Mad, are you sure? What you mean is that the killer has talked to you now.

?”

Old Mad said proudly: "Of course, the killer gentleman not only talked to me, but also gave me a thousand pounds. Of course, Emma, ​​I will share it with you, I swear."

When the reporters saw that he was inclined to off topic again, they asked quickly: "Can you tell us specifically who he is and what he said to you?"

"Yes, yes." Old Mad thought for a while and continued, "They, well, I saw four of them in total, but they all had cloaks, and I couldn't see what they really looked like. I only know they had one

A lady with a very good figure, and a leader of an oriental man. The one who talked to me was that leader. He said they were all people from the killer organization called Blood Shadow, and he said that it was the largest killer organization in Europe. He said they were

There are many amazing achievements, such as Lincoln, Kennedy, Ferdinand, Bebto, Premadasa, and Princess Sissi, all of them are their masterpieces, oh, there are many more, I can't remember them anymore.

”

"But, he said, this time he was not for anything else, but for debt collection. He said that Mr. Smith asked his son Felmer to kill, but now he refused to pay, so they wanted to take revenge, oh, he said

The bookstore explosion that happened in the city a few days ago was done by his son. I told him that it is not common for Mr. Smith to owe money, so there is no need to be so angry, but he just refuses to listen.

He also said that in the past few days he would find every member of the Smith family and kill it one by one. Then he gave me and Emma a thousand pounds and let us tell the truth about the police and the media, oh, what a good man,

One thousand pounds is my three-month salary. Although I have to share it with Emma, ​​I have no complaints.”

.........

In the hotel where Lu Ziyu and others stayed in Chinatown, a group of people were sitting in front of the TV and watching Lao Made talk about it while dancing and talking.

Xiaobai had already laughed so hard that his stomach was twitching. Even Rona and others who were directly involved in this matter were laughing to tears. Rona pointed at Lu Ziyu and said, "Lu, you are so evil. I really don't know Smith and Fell.

What expression would Mo look like when he saw this news."

The baron hugged his arms and said silently: "I don't know what expression it is, but I'm sure Smith, the unlucky guy, must be finished. With the evidence we left, plus these news, he will not only lose everything, but also
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