The sun was shining brightly. At around ten o'clock in the morning, the RV drove into the backyard parking lot of Earl Norman's residence.
Lu Ming washed up and felt full of energy.
"Master..." Yu Luan brought the coat and asked carefully, "Madam San, do you want to rest here?"
"I'll carry her back to the room later!" Lu Ming smiled and glanced at the bedroom door which was slightly cracked.
When I turned around, I saw Yu Luan's pretty face was blushing and she looked very shy.
Lu Ming was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that this RV was not a real suite after all. The sound insulation was not bad, but very poor. He was afraid that Heitou and Yuluan would vaguely hear the noise he made when he tormented Pamela last night when they took turns resting in the cabin, especially Pamela's crying voice begging for mercy, which sometimes sounded like a little girl whispering in his ear, and sometimes, like she was crying bitterly. It was because of this that he was so stimulated that he had long forgotten the world in heaven and on earth, and also forgot that walls have ears.
After coughing and pretending not to know, Lu Ming turned around and went into the bedroom.
He carried Pamela, who was wrapped in a snow-white nightgown, up the stairs from the back door of the elevator that was only used by himself and his wife. Pamela also felt as light as a feather, and it was no different from holding Bessie.
As they walked, Lu Ming smiled and whispered, "Didn't you laugh at me for being sickly before?"
When I put Pamela's nightgown on her in the RV bedroom, I knew she was awake, but her whole body was sore and she had no strength to speak, nor did she want to speak.
"I, my bones are about to break..." Pamela's delicate voice was full of fatigue and a little hoarse, "You, you are not a human..."
Lu Ming felt a slight pain and itch in his chest, which turned out to be a bite from Pamela's red lips and pearly teeth.
Lu Ming smiled happily.
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Just after putting Pamela into the bedroom, I received a call from the switchboard room downstairs saying that the investigator from the 703 Special Case Investigation Team wanted to see me.
When Lu Ming went down to the reception room, it was Portram who was talking to several investigators.
"Mr. Lu Qianxing, my name is Aldridge!" Among the investigators, the one sitting in the C position was a handsome middle-aged man. He stood up with a serious face and shook hands with Lu Ming.
Lu Ming nodded, looked at Frey's cousin for a few seconds, sat down and sighed, "I never thought that Prince Frey would encounter such misfortune."
Aldridge sighed softly, "Yeah, who would have thought?" He paused and said, "Mr. Lu Qianxing, we are here just to ask a few questions as usual, don't be nervous."
In fact, Aldrich only participated in the investigation as a representative of the Hausburg family, not as an official investigator of the special case team. Naturally, he did not have the power of an investigator to directly question the people involved in the case. But now his tone was gentle, so Lu Ming did not take it seriously. He nodded and said, "Prince Frey has a little misunderstanding about me. Mr. Aldrich, you should also know where our misunderstanding comes from. He did something ridiculous when he was a teenager. Eight or nine years ago, he had a daughter named Bisi, and then he lost contact. Now Bisi's mother lives with me, so Prince Frey is angry with me. Who knew that this would happen. I was trying to find a way to let them recognize each other."
Aldridge was slightly startled and looked at Lu Ming deeply.
Lu Ming took the initiative and said this, it really sounded like a small dispute. Originally, it could have been a happy event of recognizing relatives, but unexpectedly, there would be such an accident.
An investigator nodded slightly and recorded something.
Aldridge sighed, "Yes, Frey is a bit extreme in character. I tried to persuade him at the time, but he wouldn't listen. He insisted on coming to Mr. Lu to ask for an explanation. In fact, it was just a relationship dispute. What's right or wrong in relationships? What's the explanation?"
Lu Ming smiled. In fact, Frey’s death might not be related to Aldridge because it was too obvious.
Among the people in the royal family, there were definitely far more people who suspected him and his father than those who suspected himself.
However, it was obvious that Aldridge was hostile to him.
It should be because of Bis. Without Bis, he would most likely not be able to inherit the title of Haussburg. The Duke of Haussburg might have his inheritance cut off because of the extinction of his heir.
But most of the property of the Haussburg family and the businesses managed by the Aldrich family belonged to his family.
This is because the Haussburg family's property legally belongs to the entire family, especially without the Duke as the head of the family, whichever branch manages the business will probably be able to get a big piece of the pie.
Not to mention, if the royal family of the imperial capital showed mercy and did not want the Hausburg family to become extinct, then he still had a slight chance of inheriting the title of Duke of Hausburg.
But now with Bis, once Aldridge is recognized by the Haussburg Privy Round Table, it can be said that he will have no chance at all.
And because he was Bisi's guardian and patron, his hostility towards himself was understandable.
He probably wished that he was the real murderer behind the scene, although, in his eyes, he certainly did not have the courage or the ability to assassinate Frey.
There was a hint of sarcasm in his words.
He directly defined the conflict between himself and Frey as an emotional dispute, and Frey seemed very angry.
When it comes to murders, murders of passion account for a large proportion of the total.
Listening to Aldridge's words, one investigator's eyes flickered and he wrote something in his notebook.
Lu Ming shook his head: "It's not really an emotional dispute at all. Even if there is, it's Prince Frey's wishful thinking. But I think he will figure it out eventually. What he wants most is still his daughter's love! What a pity..." He sighed deeply.
"Where's Miss Pamela? Is she here?" asked Aldridge.
"No, he went back to the East China Sea." Lu Ming picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea slowly.
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After sending Aldridge and several investigators away, Lu Ming felt a little relieved. At least for now, there seemed to be no one important enough to put the blame on him, but he still had to be careful.
Back on the third floor, Lu Ming entered Pamela's room.
Pamela was sleeping soundly, covered with a snow-white velvet quilt.
Lu Ming sat beside her, gently holding her hand, looking at the pretty face of this blonde and blue-eyed beauty who was full of tranquility at the moment, and his heart was filled with warmth.
Last night, the feeling that Hanzhu brought to me was completely different. I felt more tenderness and affection from Hanzhu, and that bone-melting charm. I felt an endless enjoyment of having my bones and muscles softened as if my body was melting into cotton candy.
With Pamela, it was a refreshing impact, like a full-throated Mercedes-Benz.
Although for Pamela, it was actually no different from the first time. After all, it had only happened once eight or nine years ago, and she had been single since then.
But Western beauties are different after all. Although they are a little scared of themselves, they still try their best to cooperate with themselves before being exhausted, which brings people another kind of extreme enjoyment.
However, in the beginning, besides being scared, I could also sense her complex emotions as she was about to give herself completely to herself.
And I also felt a different kind of satisfaction when I possessed this blonde, blue-eyed beauty.