Chapter 538

At this time, Su Mo is conducting a command on the second floor of a restaurant.

The people with red flags were distributed at the crossroads, all disguised as passers-by, waiting for his instructions.

Countess Kitty Macaulay was blocked by all sorts of obstacles because Mr. Bob, the former executioner, left the textile mill a little late today.

He whipped a girl who ate cottonseed at work.

It took a while to get rid of the body.

"Almost. Let the carriage come. Pay attention to the pedestrians when you start." In the distance, Sumer saw Mr. Bob, his bald head shining in the afterglow of the sunset.

At this time, there is no difference between this intersection and usual.

There are few people in the cold. It's not downtown, and it's not the peak of the most traffic.

When they saw a carriage coming, they all gave way to both sides of the road.

To be more particular, she should take off her hat and bend down to pay high respect to the countess who went to meet her little lover.

Count Macaulay is nearly nine years old, but he is still one of the most beautiful financial officials in the Federation. His concubine gave birth to a son a few months ago, and held a grand banquet. Almost all the nobles sent people to join in, which was very famous.

Mr. Bob, the former executioner, also retreated and bent.

In fact, he had some scorn in his heart. What's the matter with the count? He remembered that there were three earls hanged in that aristocratic rebellion more than ten years ago.

At this time, the countess's chariot horse did not know why suddenly suddenly suddenly reversed the direction of running, and fell into a state of madness, collision, acceleration

The coachman exclaimed, the guard surprised, and the countess screamed.

There was also a shrill cry.

Soon, the guard rushed up to help the coachman control the frightened horse and stabilize the carriage again. The countess's startled and angry rebuke came from the car. She, a noble woman, was either in the arms of others and cried, or could only turn fear into anger.

"Ma'am, the horse was surprised and killed a pedestrian." A guard knelt on one knee to report to the master.

"Madame, the pedestrian disturbed the horse and was killed." Another guard, however, gave a different view. He reminded his companion and the countess in a low voice, saying, "the dead man has the mark of the law enforcement corps on his collar. It may be a bit troublesome."

"Damn it, how dare the law enforcement regiment dare to assassinate me and go back to the house!" The countess was obviously not a weak woman, or she would not dare to meet her lover on her husband's back.

As a result, a poor former executioner of the law enforcement corps, our Mr. Bob, not only lost his life, but also constantly changed his identity.

First the victim, then part of the responsibility, and finally was planted as an assassin.

The inspector came quickly. After all, his life was killed, and the collar of the deceased had the mark of the law enforcement corps.

The countess wanted to leave, but the inspectors did not dare to stop them, but they also wanted to explain to the law enforcement team, so they actively collected evidence at the scene to restore the true face of the incident.

One of the Macaulay family guards stayed to help with the investigation.

The road is very spacious, and the dead is not in the middle of the road. How did it hit.

He said that the horse was frightened, but why did it.

Only a few eyewitnesses could not tell. They only saw that the carriage suddenly changed its direction, ran straight to a bald head on the side of the road, bumped him and trampled him, and then was crushed by a heavy and luxurious carriage.

The specific cause of death is not clear, either trampled to death, or crushed to death.

Mr. Bob walked this way all day long, and he was barely half a public figure before - execution in full view of the public, so he was quickly recognized.

A retired executioner.

One of the officers of the law enforcement corps was quickly called in.

"Poor fellow." The Secretary covered his mouth and nose with a white handkerchief, and frowned at the dead in the pool of blood, and uttered an inexplicable sigh.

There are no suspects, if any, it is the carriage of the count Macaulay.

"It's probably an accident. How could count Macaulay murder a retired executioner and ask his wife to dig a hole and bury him." The steward made a quick decision. He arranged his clothes and decided to go to count Macaulay's house now, to report the case and to comfort the startled countess.

Su Mo wiped his mouth and hands with a napkin, and Yunfei got up and left.

From the beginning to the end, they never left the restaurant. What they really started was the technical house in the cross road clothing store.

God cat is buying clothes.

He is very generous, tip to give two gold coins, so the young and beautiful waiter is very patient to let God cat try on one after another.

He moved the fitting mirror as he heard hands-on sound from the messenger.Although the setting sun is not dazzling, it suddenly enters the right eye after refraction. The horses who had been surprised Before were frightened again, turned their heads instinctively and ran all the way.

It's not a perfect design, but it's been executed perfectly.

Su Mo and Yunfei check out and leave. There are several slow departures among passers-by. They are responsible for the specious interception of passers-by, leaving only one target for the carriage.

God cat also finally chose the clothes, very simply paid the money to leave.

The inspector cleaned up the bodies and washed the blood from the stone slabs on the ground. It soon seemed as if nothing had happened.

There are two players tracking the patrol and recording Mr. Bob's graveyard.

In fact, it's not a cemetery. The officers of the law enforcement regiment gave six gold coins for the funeral expenses, but they would never spend six gold coins for such a bachelor.

out of the graves of the city, digging a pit to bury the soil, a few 12345. Mr. Bob's feet were not covered. The two inspector left with his spade, and the six gold coins were enough for them to spend all night.

The two players quickly dug out Mr. Bob, cleaned it up a little and lowered it into a coffin.

At the request of Baron Santos, the body was transported to a manor outside the city.

"I've heard about it. It's done very well, and I'm curious how you did it." Baron Santos, with his pipe in his mouth, looked like an ordinary rich businessman.

"It's all a little bit of a gimmick. I think we've done our job." Su Mo didn't want to talk about the details.

Baron Santos didn't hear the story he wanted to hear. He was disappointed, but he didn't care too much, so he decided to give Su Mo a reward for the settlement task.

After all, the count of Dracula didn't want to see Sumer.

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