Chapter 427： who did it

"You really don't need my help?"

Brewster looked a little surprised, staring at Lin Fan blankly.

Lin Fan asked back, "What do you think you can help me with?"

Brewster was speechless.

Indeed, he has no skills.

If you're better at it, you might be able to help a little.

Unfortunately, he doesn't know anything.

"Go back and wait!"

Lin Fan said again.

Now Brewster had passed his test.

If Brewster didn't dare to kill Charles just now, or maybe turned his back on him, then Lin Fan would have killed Brewster without hesitation.

He won't keep someone who is useless.

But the current situation is that Brewster wants revenge, so it just so happens that Lin Fan can control the Hall family through Brewster.

Nor was he afraid that Brewster would betray him one day.

Because Lin Fan has plenty of means.

Since that Bradley chose to provoke Lin Fan, Lin Fan would definitely not keep him anymore.

Lin Fan asked the Hall family to change their blood.

"Okay, Mr. Lin!"

Brewster stared blankly at Lin Fan and asked suddenly.

"Mr. Lin, I don't know who you are?"

Lin Fan said with a blank expression on his face.

"There are some questions that shouldn't be asked, so don't ask them!"

"You just need to know that I can make you the head of the Hall family, and that's enough!"

Brewster was afraid of arousing Lin Fan, so he hurriedly lowered his head.

"Mr. Lin, I promise I won't ask any more questions in the future!"

Brewster assured Lin Fan.

At this moment, Brewster was very scared.

On the one hand, he was afraid of Lin Fan.

Because Lin Fan is really too powerful.

Just now Charles' bodyguard was defeated by Lin Fan without even a chance to fight back.

Such strength can be called terrifying.

On the other hand, it was Brewster who had just killed Charles.

If he is caught by the police, he will definitely be unlucky.

So, Brewster was in a mess.

Apart from following Lin Fan, he had no other way to go.

Brewster sat in the driver's seat and drove away from the scene.

He knew very well that the police would arrive here soon.

The car drove to an intersection in the block, and Lin Fan got out of the car.

"Mr. Lin, how can I contact you?"

asked Brewster.

Lin Fan said, "You don't need to contact me!"

"I'll call you soon!"

Brewster nodded blankly.

"Mr. Lin, I'll go now!"

After speaking, Brewster drove away in the car.

Lin Fan also took a taxi to the next destination.

Tonight is destined to be a killing night.

Brewster didn't drive very far, and the woman lying in the back seat woke up.

When the woman woke up, she felt her head was still groggy.

She remembered getting hit as she walked into the bar parking lot with Brewster.

Then there is no consciousness.

"Honey, is something wrong?"

The woman looked at Brewster who was driving.

Something seemed wrong with Brewster, she discovered.

Brewster said with a sullen face, "You drank too much wine, so you passed out!"

The woman shook her head, "Impossible, I just drank two glasses of wine!"

Brewster immediately glared at the woman, "I say yes!"

"You are not allowed to ask what happened just now!"

Brewster was in a bad mood.

The woman saw that Brewster had lost his temper, and stopped asking.

"Honey, I have a headache!"

"Let's go back to the hotel!"

Brewster said coldly, "Go back yourself, I still have something to do!"

After this happened, Brewster was in no mood to go to the hotel.

He could only wait for Lin Fan to contact him.

However, the waiting time is always long.

…

Not long after Charles was killed, the police rushed to the scene.

And notified Bradley.

Bradley was still in the study when he received the police call.

In order to deal with the David family, he needs to make arrangements in advance.

"What did you say?"

"My son is dead?"

"Is there a mistake?"

Bradley wasn't convinced yet.

After all, the bodyguards he arranged for his son were all first-class experts.

Even if someone wants to assassinate his son, it is impossible to succeed casually.

The voice on the phone said with regret, "I'm sorry, I understand your current mood very well!"

"But it's true!"

Bradley paled.

He couldn't accept this fact.

What Bradley looks up to most is his eldest son.

And now...

He was killed.

"Who did it?"

Bradley's voice was full of murderous intent.

If he were to find out who killed his son, he would cut him to pieces.

"It hasn't been found yet!"

Bradley growled, "I don't care what method you use!"

"In short, find the murderer for me!"

Bradley was shaking violently with anger.

After speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

Bradley sat weakly on the sofa, feeling a sharp pain in his heart.

He raised his eldest son as his successor.

Never thought about it, but now something happened.

"dad…"

There was a knock on the door of the study.

It was Bradley's second son.

However, Bradley did not respond.

In this way, Bradley's second son rang the door for a while, and finally opened the door.

"Dad, are you okay?"

The second son walked into the study quickly and came to Bradley.

"Dad, have you been notified by the police?"

The second son looked at his father.

He already knew about Charles' death.

But let alone, he was still a little happy.

On the surface, he has a good relationship with his brother.

But in fact, there are still some contradictions behind it.

The most important thing is the family power struggle.

Now that my brother is dead, no one will compete with him for family property from now on.

As for that Brewster, he didn't take him seriously at all.

After all, within the family, no one thinks highly of Brewster.

Bradley lay on the couch, silent.

Now, he doesn't want to talk.

Bradley's second son sighed softly.

I was secretly happy in my heart, but on the surface, I still had to look sad.

"Dad, it happened!"

"The most important thing now is to find out who did it!"

Bradley's second son reminded.

Bradley looked at his second son, and after a while, he nodded.

"good!"

"Be sure to find out who did it!"

Bradley gritted his teeth, clenched his fist, and slammed it heavily on the desk.

His face was extremely gloomy.

The second son asked with doubts.

"Dad, do you think the David family sent someone to do it?"

Now they have broken with the Davy family.