Chapter 336 - Destroy It

Maury hurried into the study and flipped through all the newspapers of the past few years. Why did he see her in the newspapers? Was she a suspect? Wanted? A star? No, none of them seemed to be.

Why did he have the impression? It may be that the reward was too large, or that she was too famous?

Whatever the reason, he thought, as long as Maury found the newspaper, he would know.

When Emily came in, Maury was immersed in looking for a newspaper. After one newspaper was flipped through inside and outside, he was sure that it wasn't what he wanted before throwing it behind him. He hurriedly looked for the next one.

Emily asked, "Dad, what's up?"

Maury hesitated for a moment and said, "I saw a piece of news in the past, and now I want to look for it again."

"I will help you find it." Emily had walked over.

The newspapers of past years were piled up. Maury really couldn't find that one he wanted by himself. He moved to the side and said, "Whenever you see a picture of a woman, you can show it to me."

"Alright."

The two of them worked together silently. Half an hour later, they still couldn't find it. Maury asked the butler, Susan and Harold to help him.

When it was almost ten o'clock in the night, Harold stood up and said to pour some water to drink. Not long after, Emily said that she was tired and followed Harold out. When they arrived at the door, Harold took out a folded newspaper from his pocket and handed it to Emily.

It was a newspaper from five years ago, because it had been pressed down for a long time. The paper smelled of wood and vegetation, and the handwriting was very small. Only the front page had bold black words written on it. A missing person notice was posted.

The words "500,000 reward!" were written on it.

The cover of the newspaper had the face of a young girl. She probably didn't like to take pictures, so she looked at the camera without a smile. She looked a little cold.

She was wearing a cheongsam and didn't wear any jewelry. She just sat there quietly and gave a posture of raising her head. It was clearly an ordinary face, but she had a different kind of attraction, causing people to involuntarily cast their gaze on her.

"Deon's youngest daughter is missing. Her name is Emma. She was wearing a cheongsam when she disappeared..."

Here was a small note.

The fourth daughter of Deon, the leader of the Mafia in City Q, disappeared at 10 o'clock the morning before yesterday. Deon ordered the members of the gang to search through the various districts one by one in an attempt to find his daughter. Emma's biological mother, Deon's fourth wife, who had brazenly gone to the mansion to make a ruckus, was driven away by Deon's first wife. And on the third day, she sadly went abroad.

"The Mafia?" Emily frowned. When she heard this, she was slightly confused.

Was there such an organization in this era?

Harold handed the phone to Emily to show the information he had searched for.

The Blackface Gang's predecessor was called the Loyalty Hall. In 1949, a gangster established the Loyalty Hall in Hong Kong. Later on, the gang expanded. Then, several branches appeared and many leaders appeared. At its peak in 1979, in an anti-gangster operation, a dozen people were arrested by the special forces. Unfortunately, two of them were core figures. The other three were branch hall masters. Because the gang had committed too many crimes and the evidence was conclusive, none of the people who were arrested came out alive. When the entire the Loyalty Hall was in a panic, Deon, 27 years old, stood out and unified everyone. Then, he escaped to City Q with the remaining people and founded the Blackface Gang.

At the beginning, they did everything they wanted. During that time, special police teams were set up in various places to fight against gangsters. In order to gain a foothold, Deon began to do some legal business and whitewash what they had done. Only then did it gradually fade from the eyes of the police.

However, Deon went out with many bodyguards around him every time. And his reputation had spread far and wide before. There had been a lot of rumors about the evil deeds done by his gang. In addition, their conduct was cruel. Until now, the citizens of City Q were deeply afraid of this gang. Even the police would receive a lot of tips every day, all of them about the Blackface Gang.

"Where are his children? Is Emma his daughter?" Emily reminded.

Harold took the phone back and typed a few words. Then, he handed the phone back to Emily.

Deon was the second child at home. His four wives each gave birth to a child for him. He had four children, two boys and two girls.

Speaking of his eldest son and third son, the people of City Q knew very well that they worked for their father at a young age. They took advantage of the loopholes of polices. They weren't against the law on the surface.

But when it came to ruthlessness, Deon's two sons had the demeanor of their father. Fighting was practically a common occurrence. Once they took action, they would fracture a person and knock out two teeth. In the worst case, someone would be paralyzed by them.

Deon's second daughter also showed up from time to time. But his fourth daughter only showed up at her bar mitzvah. She only came out to cut a cake and went in again. She was an ordinary looking girl who was not good at words. She gave off a sense of timidity and cowardice, but when you looked into her eyes, you would find that she was not cowardly at all. She was just disdainful.

She clearly did not like such an occasion and was disdainful to participate in such an event, so she looked indifferent.

Harold asked, "Miss Emily, do you want me to investigate?"

There was no need to investigate. Emily was sure that it was Emma.

Emily handed the newspaper to him and said, "No need. She may have her own secrets."

Before leaving, Emily turned around and pointed at the newspaper in Harold's hand, saying, "Destroy it, and don't let my father discover it."

"Yes."

In the room, Maury, Susan and the butler had been searching for more than three hours. It was almost twelve o'clock in the night when they finally finished flipping through all newspapers. However, they could not find the newspaper that Maury wanted.

He muttered to himself in bewilderment, "Where is it?"

On a dark and stormy night, the newspaper was torn into pieces and stuffed into a black garbage bag.. The garbage bag was dumped into the recycling bin at the entrance at night.