Whoosh Du Dian grabbed the newspaper with his palm and immediately stared at the newspaper in this corner.
"At No. 72 Ives Street, the homeowner and his wife committed suicide by taking poison.
It is suspected that they were depressed due to disputes with their neighbors."
He read it word by word, over and over again, every word was correct.
His palms trembled slightly, and every breath of air he exhaled was filled with hot breath.
Oops He stood up suddenly, grabbed his fingers, and crushed all the newspapers on the table, including the consortium newspaper in his hand.
Noyce, who was next to him, was frightened when he saw Dudian looking so angry.
He looked at him in surprise.
After following Dudian for so long, he had never seen this young man so angry, not even when he was insulted in prison.
Such anger and murderous intent "You stay here."
Dudian said coldly and strode out of the office.
Hawkeye, who had just returned from handling the matter, happened to bump into Dudian in the corridor.
Just as he was about to say hello, he suddenly noticed that something was wrong with the master's atmosphere.
He suddenly felt something in his heart and said cautiously: "Sir, that person has been dealt with.
What are you doing?"
"I'm going out."
Dudian stepped forward and passed by him.
The swirling wind swept across Hawkeye's face, making the man feel chills, especially the second half of Dudian's words, "Don't let anyone follow me, otherwise, there will be no return."
As soon as the sound fell, the person walked out of the corridor like a phantom.
Hawkeye was startled, and turned around to look, but only saw a piece of clothes left by Dudian when he turned around in the corridor.
After leaving the manor, Dudian rode on a fast horse.
This is a reddish-brown horse, and it is also a horse used exclusively by the Standing family, a large family behind District 9.
Seeing a horse is like seeing a flag.
It can go anywhere in the outer wall district without showing any identification, even in heavily guarded businesses.
District center. drive The strong horse flies away like a horse riding in the red dust.
In about an hour, Dudian arrived at the center of the business district, which was bustling and lively.
The streets were full of shops and overcrowded.
The roads were full of pedestrians and traffic jams.
He came to a post station, got off his horse, threw the rope to the waiter who ran up to him, and said: "Take care of it."
After saying that, he turned around and entered the street, blending into the crowd.
In the bustling crowd, he quickly left the street here and came to the adjacent street.
Along the way, he quickly rubbed his face and changed to another face.
He casually grabbed a passerby beside him, knocked him unconscious and dragged him Enter the alley and take off his clothes to change.
After the disguise was completed, he turned over the alley and quickly left here, heading to the other side of the central area.
A few quarters of an hour later, Dudian arrived at the address of No. 72 on Ives Street.
He immediately saw an exquisite villa with a spacious manor and beautiful environment standing in front of him.
Outside the manor, a carriage from the trial court was parked, reinforced with steel.
The body of the car was full of iron and blood.
At this moment, a trial knight was leaning beside him, holding bread in his hand and chewing it sadly.
Inside the manor, there was a thermal figure, which seemed to be busy with something.
From the air, Dudian smelled the strong and pungent smell of blood and the smell of rotting corpses.
Even if it was diluted by the air, it would not dissipate for a long time.
Even ordinary people could easily smell it if they passed by, but without him It is so strong that it penetrates deep into the lungs and bone marrow.
Dudian's heart sank, as if he had fallen into an icy frost lake, the chill seeping into his blood.
Whoosh His figure flashed and disappeared into the street.
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The next moment, Dudian's figure appeared on the third floor of the manor villa.
He gently opened the skylight and slowly walked in.
He immediately saw the sheen of dust floating in the sunlight on the third floor, which had obviously not been cleaned for a long time.
He was silent for a moment, then slowly walked towards the second floor step by step, moving like a ghost without making any sound.
When I went down to the second floor, I immediately saw the living room on the second floor was in chaos.
The pillows on the sofa fell to the ground casually, as if they had been robbed by robbers.
In the corner of the living room is a new textile machine.
When the light beam shines on it, dust is floating.
The thermal figure currently in the villa was busy on the first floor, seeming to be moving something, making a dragging sound.
Dudian bit his lip slightly and walked quietly to the stairs.
He immediately saw a trial knight in armor wearing several layers of gloves and a mask.
His nostrils were bulging.
It seemed that the mask alone was not enough to block his breathing.
He half-crouched on the ground, kept backing up, holding the hauling thing with both hands, and it turned out to be a corpse, a severely decomposed corpse.
The corpse was somewhat swollen and had spots on it.
The cheeks were all scarred by sharp blades.
There was a pool of blood on the ears.
The ears were missing.
All the clothes were stripped off.
The body was naked.
On the towering chest and white belly, There were whip marks all over, and it was not difficult to imagine what kind of torture he had suffered.
The moment he saw the corpse's face, Dudian's mind went blank with a bang, and he stood there blankly.
This face is none other than his adoptive mother, Jula The last glimmer of hope in his heart was instantly dashed, as if he had fallen into an abyss, his whole body was as cold as ice.
This villa was the place where he had originally ordered someone to take the Julas over and settle down.
The house was transferred to the Julas.
Therefore, the moment he read the news in the newspaper, his heart was in suspense.
Until this moment, But it sank deeply and fell.
His thoughts were confused and he stood there blankly.
Jula's body was dragged by the Judgment Knight young man and slid outside on the smooth wooden floor.
Jula's eyes were wide open, full of fear and anger, frozen like a sculpture, with her neck tilted and following the stairs.
Dudian's eyes met.
Under the drag of the young knight, he disappeared from the wall next to the corridor little by little until his whole body was dragged outside the villa.
Dudian stayed in place in a daze.
Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed in his mind, and he thought of the conclusion in the newspaper, "Suicide by taking poison."
He was stunned for a while, then suddenly grinned and wanted to smile, but couldn't.
"suicide" "There are so many scars on the body, and the trial court actually ruled that it was suicide."
He grinned, showing a smiling posture, but two lines of sad tears slowly welled up in his eyes and ran across his cheeks.
The tears rolled and slowly dripped onto his chest.
Only then did he slowly react and grinned.
On the contrary, it is bigger.
But there was no laughter.
Just like a person who laughs crazy, but can't laugh anymore.
Once, he thought he would never be emotional or shed tears again.
But reality severely rejected his idea.
The world has never forgiven anyone
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