Alcohol is a good thing. It can paralyze nerves and cause brain cells to die irreversibly. Looking at many Alzheimer's patients, most of them have the habit of drinking alcohol every day.
Although this thing is harmful, many people are still addicted to it. In fact, it is not a sad thing to live in confusion when you get old, or even live in memories. At least in those memories, everyone Be in your prime, not senility.
The owner of the hotel was red-faced and drunk. Under the influence of wine and meat, he took off his coat and put it on his shoulders, and talked about this murder case that should not be mentioned.
In fact, it’s not a big deal. For people living in Turner City, seeing dead people is like seeing dead cats and dogs on the roadside. In the early years, the established tycoons were fighting with each other and gangs They were fighting with each other. Which one of them wasn't killed and blood flowed into rivers, and their limbs and arms were scattered all over the ground
Sometimes there are not enough manpower at the police station, so residents on the roadside take the initiative to come out with buckets to wash away the blood on the ground. Seeing a dead person is like looking at the front clip on a chopping board for a hotel business owner. Meat.
In his narration, a past incident that had been sealed for several years resurfaced.
"It was a time when the weather was not too hot. I forgot whether it was spring or winter. Anyway, the weather was not too hot..." He took another sip from the wine glass, and the young man beside him quickly poured it for him. He looked at the slightly turbid wine in the wine glass happily and felt extremely comfortable. He had a desire to talk. If he didn't say something, he suspected that he would go crazy.
"During that time, four guests came to my hotel, three men and one woman. They were in a group, but each of them had a separate room."
"You know, Tenel used to be...", he sneered a few times as his shoulders shook, "It was like a cesspit. There was no real industry here. People were climbing up crazily to exploit others. Even..."
He stopped talking here, obviously thinking of something, and changed the topic directly, "I can remember those people because these people are very strange. They can obviously rent two or three rooms, but why? Everyone has to rent one, so I remember very clearly that these people are not short of money.”
"They stayed there for many days. I didn't think they were good people. Everyone was gloomy. Later, they borrowed a car from somewhere and went around the neighborhood."
"Later, one night, something happened to the woman among the four..." The owner of the tavern seemed to be recalling something. After a long time, he shook his head and drank all the wine in the cup, sighing. His tone was, "It's quite miserable. There are a lot of injuries on my body. I have abandoned that room now and turned it into a storage room..."
The two young men looked at each other, and one of them asked, "What about the murderer? Have you caught him? I really don't know what kind of person can be cruel to a woman."
The hotel owner ate some meat and refilled the wine, "I didn't catch him. I don't know what happened next."
"Such a big thing happened. The guests staying in the hotel must have been frightened. Did any of them check out? Boss, you have suffered a big loss." This question is very interesting and insinuating. I would like to ask something more detailed.
The hotel owner lowered his head and kicked the ground under his feet. When he raised his head again, he looked at the bustling street with busy traffic on the roadside, "I forgot about it."
The two young men didn't ask any more questions and started eating meat and drinking wine. Soon the two pots of meat and a bottle of wine on the table were destroyed by the three of them. The two young men patted their butts and went back to sleep. But the boss took a handful of change, staggeredly asked his children to help him look after the store, and walked towards a nearby small bar.
The young man standing behind the curtains on the third floor looked back from the back of the hotel owner who disappeared at the alley. The original instructions given to them by their superiors were to lurk, build appropriate social relationships, and not investigate the assassination of Colonel Anna for the time being. .
But just last month, news suddenly came from the Imperial Capital, asking them to restart the investigation into the assassination of Colonel Anna. The object of their investigation was the registration book of this small hotel.
According to the evidence they had collected before, there was more than one person in the room on the night Colonel Anna was assassinated. With the strength of the colonel, even a professionally trained man would have found it difficult to win.
This woman was characterized by ruthlessness. Even after she had been dead for several years, there were still legends about her circulating within the Order of the Rose, including the legend that she removed one of her own ribs and used it as a dagger to stab a mission target. Always intimidating all the newcomers.
Such an extremely ruthless woman died quietly in this small hotel. What is even more shocking is that she was investigating clues about the Bloody Dawn at the time, and it was very likely that she was killed by members of the Bloody Dawn in this small hotel. In the hotel.
After Memnon's death, the empire completely lost the opportunity to know the whereabouts of some of the main characters in Bloody Dawn. Memnon was killed by Dulin before he could tell the news. If this was a rumor, it would not be believed, which also led to the subsequent consequences. Suspension of plans.
Restarting this plan now is still due to the small differences between Dulin and the eldest prince. Regardless of whether Dulin is involved in the Blood Dawn case, he grew up in Tenel.
It would obviously be the best outcome if he did not join Blood Dawn, but if he did, as long as the evidence is found, there is no need to worry that Dulin will become the next Magus. The evidence can easily destroy him, no matter who he is. What means are there, and who are standing behind him.
With the idea of trying without fear of failure, these members of the organization who were lurking in Turner City to cultivate social relations began to act again.
The idea of these two people was simple. If the person who assassinated Colonel Anna came from outside, then someone would have seen these two people at that time.
You must know that cars were still a luxury product at that time, and few people in this small city could afford to buy or drive a car.
Even if they didn't come by car, given the flow of people in Turnell at that time, including the hotel owner, they must have seen these people.
Among the evidence collected in the early stage, the owner of the small hotel did not testify in this regard. He said that he did not see anyone entering or leaving the hotel, so it is very likely that the person who assassinated Colonel Anna moved in before the incident as a resident. In the hotel, after assassinating Colonel Anna, they did not escape. Instead, they returned to their room and were asked to leave by the police.
Regardless of whether this is a feasible direction of investigation, these two young people intend to give it a try. Today they have found out the owner of the hotel and registered the residents' registration book. He still keeps it, just after the murder of Colonel Anna. in the room.
Seeing that the hotel owner had already gone to help the poor girls who couldn't afford to wear clothes, the two young men quietly opened the blocked door with special keys. They brought along a portable lighting device - a candle.
In boxes covered with dust, I started tonight's work.
On the other side, the owner of the hotel came to a small bar that he often frequented. Most of the bars in Turnel do not have liquor licenses to sell alcoholic beverages. They are operating illegally. However, the nature of this city is very special. The police We don't like to catch these people, and the Contraband Investigation Bureau is completely intimidated.
Two consecutive directors have been arrested and imprisoned for malfeasance and official crimes. The reputation of the Contraband Bureau is very poor, and no one wants them to do something. Now Tener's Contraband Bureau has become a Canes A paradise for state waste.
The reason why it is said to be a paradise is purely because although it is full of losers and trash from the Kansas State struggle, their law enforcement power still exists. In order not to cause trouble for each other, so every month, large and small Every bar in the country will give a "confession" to the Contraband Bureau.
From paying in cash to giving some drinks and even beef, those agents who had no ambition to make progress began to settle for the status quo, which resulted in a special environment in Turner City - the prevalence of illegal bars. .
In fact, there is another theory behind this, which is limited to the opinions of some people who wander in the gray area. They often say that almost all of Turnel's wine comes from Dulin, and no one can check Dulin. If you don't want to be unlucky, it's best not to touch these bars and these drinks.
It's hard to say whether this is the real reason for the formation of Turner's special environment, but it still makes some sense.
The hotel owner opened the door of the bar in the alley. There was nothing hidden, everything was very generous. He also hung a neon sign with red high heels and yellow wine glasses made of luminous tubes. It was particularly bright in this alley at night.
The tavern owner was already a little drunk. He forced himself to control his body and walked to the bar counter a little unsteadily. The bartender immediately came over and asked, "What do you want?"
He swallowed, smiled with a cracked mouth, revealing a mouth of jagged yellow teeth, exuding a disgusting stench, and leaned on the table and leaned over, "I want to sell some information..."
The bartender looked at him and said, "You know, some jokes turn out badly."
"What, you think I'm joking now?" The tavern owner was a little angry. His voice was a little louder. People around him looked over. The bartender frowned and tilted his head. Then he smiled and looked over from one side. He walked around the bar and walked in through the door behind the bartender.
The guests next to the bar didn't care about this. Selling information has always been the source of livelihood for some of them. From information worth one or two yuan to information worth dozens, hundreds, thousands, these large and small pieces of information make up Turner's low-level intelligence network, some of which have certain economic value will be circulated to other places.
This is also the favorite job of lazy people and idlers. It does not require physical exertion. All you need to do is find people to drink and chat with. Maybe one message will be sold for hundreds or thousands of dollars.
The hotel owner who walked into the backstage suddenly felt a little cold. This was a cold storage with some beef ham, ham, and other meats.
There were still some bright red blood stains on the gray and black ice that had been accumulated for an unknown amount of time. The cold air made him spurt out two streams of hot air from his nostrils every time he breathed, and he sobered up a little from his drunkenness.
I hesitated in my heart and wanted to leave, but I gritted my teeth and continued walking forward until I passed through the cold storage and entered a warm room.
A guy wearing an old gas mask was sitting on a simple chair. There was a very old table in front of him. This strange guy raised his head and glanced at the tavern owner. Through the closed glass piece, the two of them looked at each other. After touching it in the air, the hotel owner looked away.
"The general content of the information does not need to be very detailed, and then your quotation. If I am interested, we can continue to chat. If I am not interested, you can leave through the small door next to it. After exiting, you will be in another alley. "
"Fair enough..." the tavern owner said inexplicably, maybe a little timidly, "I don't know if you know me. I am the owner of the small hotel next to me. You know that a murder occurred there before. Well, recently someone has become interested in that case, and I think it might be worth selling for some money.”
The guy in charge of the intelligence business laughed a few times, "Why do you think this information is valuable? If I were you, I wouldn't waste so much time on this matter. You can leave. Of course, if you have more information next time, Good news, you can still come to me.”
The tavern owner did not leave, but stood still, "Three hundred yuan, no, five, no, one thousand yuan, this news is one thousand yuan!"
The masked guy was stunned for a moment. He didn’t laugh at the tavern owner’s overestimation, nor did he ask someone to drive the drunk idiot out. Instead, he asked a very crucial question, “Why do you think this is the case?” Is the news worth a thousand dollars?”
This is an ability that everyone who makes a living by buying and selling information must master. It is impossible for people like them to ensure that they have the most fair and correct assessment of the value of every piece of information. In fact, the price of most information comes from In the bargaining behavior between the two parties, when the tavern owner directly shouted out a thousand yuan, the masked man realized that there must be something he had not noticed, so the hotel owner dared to shout out the price of one thousand yuan.
The hotel owner licked his lips, and then it only took two seconds to conquer the masked man, making him sincerely take out a thousand yuan and stuff it into the hotel owner's hand.
The owner of the hotel said this - "The police chief at the time of the incident was called Mason, Chief Mason Kesma!"
In fact, this was a very obvious high-price news. The reason why the masked man did not think of it was simply that he had too many things to deal with and could not properly take care of all aspects.
But his reaction was quick. When the hotel owner mentioned Director Mason Kesma, the masked man suddenly came to his senses.
There are still people secretly investigating the previous case, which means there is a problem in this case. Mason happened to be the police chief at the time. It is very likely that Mason himself and even Dulin were involved in this case.
Mason is now the mayor of Turnell, and Dulin is the governor of Ambiluo State. If this news is true, and his guess is also true, one thousand yuan can be said to be a big profit for him.
He only needs to make a phone call and tell the people related to Mason or Dulin the news for free. From now on, he can walk sideways in Tener. Everyone knows that this is the city of Kesma's family!
Later, Mason returned from entertaining outside. Turnell's special geographical location was its Achilles' heel in the past, but in this era of rising international trade, it has become its advantage.
The cost of land transportation has gradually become higher than the cost of sea transportation, and with the improvement of power cabin technology for navigation, including the upgrading of catalysts, although the number of crystals required to drive large freighters has not decreased, the number of cargo warehouses that can be towed is increasing. Keep increasing.
It stands to reason that land transportation should begin to decline, but in inland areas where water transportation resources are scarce, the final transportation still depends on land transportation.
In this regard, Tenel does not lack resources. Several cross-border railways pass through Tenel City, which has also allowed Tenel City to prosper rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
A large number of foreign-funded enterprises settled in Tenel to set up offices and then expanded into companies. Some of them even planned to establish regional head offices in the empire here. The arrival of these people accelerated the economic development and construction of Tenel City, and of course also It can be said that Mason is a very lucky guy.
The city's economy is growing rapidly, and everyone living here can immediately feel it. Ten years ago, the salary was only more than ten yuan a month, but now it is at least more than seventy yuan a month. This is a change, and it is real. Variety.
The people at the bottom don't know much about economic construction issues at the national level. They only know that the salary they are getting now is several times what it was in the past. And all this happened after Mason took office. Then Mason is a qualified mayor and is respected by others. Dear Mayor.
Coupled with his surname and his pedigree, he is a well-deserved superstar in this city.
He took off his coat and sat on the sofa, exuding a strong smell of alcohol. In fact, Mason is a good person. At least he doesn't stay up all night like other men. No matter what kind of entertainment he has, he will come back to sleep every night. , no matter how late, he must come back.
His wife gave him a cup of bitter sobering soup. It is said to be a traditional method. Burnt coffee beans are boiled with ten times the bitterness of chrysanthemum petals. A cup of this dark brown water can make a drunk person drunk. People feel better.
Mason drank some, but the effect was not as good as at first. He was still drunk and motionless, as if he was about to fall asleep.
At this moment, the phone in the lobby rang. Mason, who was almost unconscious when he was drunk, insisted on answering the phone himself. Less than five seconds after he received the call and said "It's me", his whole body was sore. I sat up straight and began to secrete a large amount of sweat all over my body. I couldn't even wipe it off!
Just for a moment, I was shocked, chilled, and woke up!
(End of chapter)