The Dark King

The red sun rises early, and the light of dawn shines on the minaret of Ryan Castle.

The old castle recovered from the silence, and the servants got up one after another, fetching water, washing laundry, cooking, and rising smoke.

Du Dean, who got up on time, came to the small restaurant upstairs and dine with Fulin.

"Get up so early?" Du Dean saw Flint Road sitting in the restaurant early.

Fulin smiled slightly and said, "People are old and sleepy."

Du Di An opened the chair and sat down, said: "What happened to the factory?"

"Both are in progress. The Meilong Consortium did not mention our consortium in the newspapers for the past two days. Most of them wanted us to relax our vigilance and prepare for a sudden attack. Everything was expected." Fulin smiled and said : "A big consortium like Mellon will suffer a loss, and it is considered to establish the reputation of our consortium."

"There are so many cards in your hand, and others can't figure out which card you want to play." Du Dean smiled faintly. "Fame is established, but the suppression will also follow. The more happy you are, the less you can carelessly. "

Folin glanced at him and said, "Your case will be heard in two days. Are you ready? The eyes of the current trial are all focused on the murderer who traced Hollet's assassination. At this time, the case you complained about again Hollett has a connection, will they let them look at you?"

Du Di'an said: "From the beginning to the end, they never left me. How did they change? From the first time I was called to the trial office, they were always on their list of suspects. The reason why they did not send people Come over and interrogate again, but no evidence has been found! The steel nail evidence previously thought was also reported in later newspapers. The blood on it was not human blood but dog blood. It was impossible to catch a dog. Plead guilty?"

Fulin smiled bitterly and said, "This is not your masterpiece."

Du Dian shrugged: "They have no evidence, even if they doubt it, they can only stare! But this time is different. The Milan family killed Hollet's wife. There are witnesses and evidence. There is nothing to say. Although they are given time, they can certainly It was found out that I also went to the Moulin Rouge and left here that afternoon, but they still have no decisive evidence to prove that I killed it."

"The first rule of the priesthood is fairness and openness, conviction with evidence! And doubt, it is just an expression of personal emotions, which is private, unless the court is completely bought by the Milan family, looking for someone arbitrarily and desperately. It’s a scapegoat, but it’s tantamount to hitting the whole trial with money, and they won’t be so stupid.”

Fulin was startled, thinking for a moment, saying: "The words are good, no consortium can buy the Tribunal, including the Bright Holy See, but if your suspicion is too heavy, it will inevitably cause them to make a heavy investigation, even when it is time. Not guilty can prove you guilty."

"No, this case will end soon." Du Dean shook his head.

Forint froze, "Should it end soon?"

"One month has passed since the Hollet assassination incident. This incident has been fermenting for too long. The Tribunal's complexion is already ugly. At this time, all it takes is a person who will immediately convict them, at least from the judicial process. It is enough to prove that the other party is the murderer! As for who was killed by Hollet, apart from his relatives and friends, few people care and care." Du Dian said.

Flint was startled, woke up and looked at Du Dean, saying, "How can you be so sure?"

"So, newspapers are a good thing." Du Dean smiled and said: "Every time the Hollet incident is raised, it always focuses on how to solve the case at the trial, how the murderer is cunning, etc. At first glance, it seems normal, but this The incident I know best is what kind of process. The tracking and investigation progress they report every day are useless. Some tracking technologies that seem to be used are very powerful, but they are only intended to cover and maintain the dignity of their judges. "

Folin nodded, and he could realize this. If something went wrong in the industry under his own consortium, he would also report some other things in the news, drawing people's attention and covering up the core problems.

At this time, the housekeeper sent today's morning newspaper.

Du Dian grabbed a copy and read it, with a faint smile on his face, saying: "This matter of the Milan family is basically finalized and will become the cornerstone of my successful appeal. This time it happened to involve Hollett's assassination. The disciplinary should deeply investigate the case where Hollet and the Milan family intervened at the same time. My case will also be closely investigated. At the time, the Blum Consortium and the Milan consortium teamed up to frame me. If the disciplinary intervened in the investigation, I would be able to return one. clean."

Flynn also grabbed the newspaper and looked through it. After a while, he could not help but sigh and said: "It is indeed over. Both the news agency of the Scott Consortium and the news agency of the Huasheng Consortium are reporting the assassination of the deputy Hollett by the Milan family. The Scott Consortium and the Mellon Consortium are hostile consortia on the bright side. This Huasheng Consortium and several other consortia are also eager to have problems with the Mellon Consortium. The Milan family is the high-level mainstay of the Mellon Consortium and now the eldest son of the patriarch The involvement in the region’s well-known homicides has hit the Milan family too much."

Du Dean smiled: "When the prey is thrown up, there will be a hunter who pulls an arrow and shoots."

Fulin took a deep look at the young man. The light smile on the latter's face made him feel a little throbbing and chilling. If such a plan was for a middle-aged man, it would be justified, but a young man would be like this The overall situation awareness and strategy, I am afraid that it will stir up even more incredible things in the future.

"It might have been right to agree to your request at first," Folin said slowly.

Du Dian glanced at him, and a slight arc was raised in the corner of his mouth.

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In the streets of Tir, in the Tribunal.

Timothy and the Sword Scar Youth searched the archives, and under the command of three or four official priests, they turned the archives out and searched them one by one.

A few hours later, three files were submitted to Timothy.

"This is a case involving the Milan family and Deacon Hollett within five years."

Timothy's eyes narrowed, and he opened them one by one.

"Silvia's Great Wall has a 302-year black snow season, the theft of Longshan Ruby."

"The 303-year rainy season of the Great Wall, Milan mine case."

"The Murder Case in Milan at the end of the 304 Black Snow season in the Great Wall Calendar."

Timothy raised his eyebrows slightly, turning it up to review.

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Huh, I overslept today and got up late, striving for four shifts before 12 o'clock, five shifts before two o'clock, and six o'clock in the evening. I will send out at ten o'clock tomorrow morning so that everyone will not stay up with you.