Dudian smiled slightly, put on the military newspaper and flipped through it.
"In the arrogant assassination of Deacon Howlett, the real murderer struck again and took away the life of Howlett's wife, Mary."
"The Punishers have been searching all night and have already obtained some evidence."
Dudian looked carefully, "Yesterday afternoon, Holett's wife Mary was killed at home.
According to the investigation, neighbors saw a suspicious person wearing a mask entering Holett's home."
"The trial court has obtained evidence and is currently making a secret arrest."
Du Di'an came back from the tour and saw the final summary, with a slight smile on his face.
"What are you so happy about?"
Fulin, who was opposite, noticed Dudian's expression and looked up at the military newspaper in his hand.
Since he was not wearing reading glasses, he could not see the handwriting clearly.
Dudian handed over the newspaper.
Fulin took it and looked at it for a moment, then looked up at Dudian in astonishment and said, "This, this is what you did."
Dudian looked into his eyes and said, "It was done by the Milan family."
Fulin was stunned.
In the castle of the Milan family.
In a granite restaurant, people from the Milan family arrived one after another and sat down to dine.
Seven or eight maids are waiting on both sides of the more than ten meters long dining table, ready to take orders at any time.
Sitting in the first position above the dining table is the old patriarch of the Milan family.
He is sixty-three years old this year.
Now he has retreated behind the scenes and enjoys life in his later years.
All the large and small businesses in the family have been managed by his eldest son Abel. .
Abel is sitting on the right hand side of the old patriarch.
He is a middle-aged man in his forties.
He has an elegant temperament, like a humble gentleman.
His pen is straight, his sitting posture is upright, and he is meticulous.
"Be grateful."
Alex, the old patriarch, said to everyone after taking his seat.
Everyone on both sides of the long table stopped what they were doing, clasped their hands, closed their eyes, and silently recited a passage from the Light Canon: "Thank the Lord for giving us food, thank the Lord for creating wealth, thank the Lord."
After a while, the thanksgiving ends.
"Dine."
Alex opened his eyes and said calmly.
Everyone began to eat one after another.
In the middle of the meal, a young man ran down from upstairs.
He hurriedly came to his seat at the dining table and sat down.
He put his hands together and expressed thanks before starting to eat.
"Vikander, you are still a knight, why are you up so late?"
Abel on Alex's right shouted.
When Vikander saw that he was not hiding anything, he smiled bitterly and said, "I drank too much last night and overslept."
"Humph" Abel snorted coldly, "Learn from your younger brothers and sisters.
A knight should look like a knight.
Even if you don't have to go to the battlefield in the radiation zone outside the border, you can't lose the glory of the knight."
Vikander said honestly: "I know."
"Okay, the kid just wants to sleep, don't scream."
Alex whispered to Abel.
When Abel saw him speaking, he sighed and said, "Dad, this child has been spoiled by you."
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Alex smiled and said to Vikander: "I heard that you have been very close to that little girl from the Mel family recently.
How about it?
Are you interested in that little girl?"
Vikander felt the vaguely jealous glances from the brothers and younger brothers next to him, but he was secretly proud in his heart and said without humility: "Grandpa, you are overthinking.
I just inquired about Jenny through Saya."
Alex smiled and said: "You call me so affectionate, it seems that you are attracted.
My son, listen to grandpa and pursue whoever you like.
If you can catch both of them, that would be the best."
Abel frowned slightly when he heard this, but said nothing.
He lowered his head and cut the steak.
He only occasionally raised his head and glanced at Vikander coldly, reminding him not to get too carried away.
Vikander noticed his father's gaze, and his mood calmed down a little.
He scratched his head and said, "Grandpa, I will figure this out myself.
No matter what, I must win one."
"Good boy, this is the man of our Milan family."
Alex laughed.
As soon as he finished speaking, in vain, the castle steward who was guarding the hall hurriedly ran in.
His fat body ran extremely hard, panting heavily, and said to Alex above: "Master, something happened. , a group of trial knights came to the trial house, and there were punishers among them."
Abel was about to scold him for being in a hurry and not following the rules.
He was startled when he heard the words.
Many thoughts flashed through his mind, but he had already stood up and said to Alex: "Father, let me go and take a look first."
Alex glanced at him, with a smile on his face, and said: "Handle it beautifully."
"I will."
Abel nodded, left the restaurant with the butler, and came to the entrance of the castle.
On the slope at the foot of the mountain, a squadron of trial knights came, led by two figures wearing silver armor, with shoulders Wearing the Thunder emblem, symbolizing their status as Punishers The door was open, and Abel waited quietly for their arrival, but he felt secretly awe-inspiring in his heart.
If the two punishers could go out in person, something big must happen.
Moreover, the Trial House should not offend their family for no reason.
If they came here with such a big fanfare, there must be something big.
"What's the wind today?
I have to trouble the punisher to come here," Abel said first after they approached.
The two leading punishers were both young men, with ordinary looks, but well-proportioned and tall bodies.
There was also a seven or eight-year-old boy between them.
Hearing Abel's words at this moment, a cold look flashed across the face of the young man with thick eyebrows on the left side, and he said: "You must be the leader of Abel's family.
We are here to ask your son to come out and come with us back to the trial center for investigation. ” "Well" Abel was startled.
Unexpectedly, it was not the business matters he was worried about, but his own son.
He immediately asked: "I only have a son named Vikander.
He is a knight.
No.
I know there is some misunderstanding and I need to ask him to go to the trial court."
"Misunderstanding."
The young man with a sword scar on the right side of his face opened his eyes and said coldly: "Your son was involved in a murder case, and there is evidence that your son is the real culprit who killed Deacon Howlett.
This is not a misunderstanding.
You'd better let him out immediately.
If he can't be found today, the trial court will immediately issue a wanted order for him and make an announcement throughout the district."
"Why is my son the real culprit who assassinated Deacon Howlett?"
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When Abel first heard about the murder, he felt a little relieved.
However, when he heard the next words, he was frightened and looked at the two punishments in shock.
The person almost suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.
Of course, he knew that ordinary homicides and the murder of Deacon Howlett were completely incomparable in nature.
"This is impossible," Abel said hurriedly: "How could my son assassinate Deacon Howlett?
You must have misunderstood.
There must be another reason for this matter."
"Hmph."
The young punisher with the sword scar on his face said in a cold tone, "Is it a misunderstanding?
We will naturally know after interrogation.
If you continue to pester me, I will treat it as a crime of harboring."
Abel looked at his stiff expression, and his face was ugly.
After hesitating for a moment, he sighed dejectedly and said to the butler next to him: "Go and call Vikander out."
The housekeeper was already stunned, but he came to his senses after hearing Abel's words and returned to the castle.
After a while, Vikander hurried out under the leadership of the butler.
Behind Vikander was Alex, two middle-aged people and a graceful lady, all of the same generation as Abel. people.
When Vikander saw the two Punishers and a team of Judgment Knights, his face turned pale.
After coming out, he hurriedly said: "Lord Punishers, are you mistaken?
It is impossible for me to kill Deacon Howlett.
How could I?"
Would do such a stupid thing" "ah" In vain, an extremely angry roar sounded, but it came from the mouth of the little boy held by the two punishers.
Everyone, including Abel and Alex, couldn't help but look at the little boy in surprise.
The little boy's eyes were red, staring at Vikander with hatred, as if he wanted to bite his flesh and blood, and growled: "It's you, it's you, what I saw yesterday was you":