Du Dian smiled slightly, and flipped through the military newspaper.
"Arrogance! In the assassination of Deacon Hollett, the real murderer struck again and took the life of Hollett's wife Mary!"
"Punishers searched overnight, and have already obtained some evidence!"
Du Dian looked carefully, "Yesterday afternoon, Hollett's wife Mary was killed at home. According to the investigation, the surrounding neighbors saw a suspicious person wearing a mask enter Hollett's home."
"The court has obtained the evidence and is currently arresting him secretly."
Du Dian came down from the tour and saw the final summary with a slight smile on his face.
"What's so happy?" Flynn on the opposite side noticed Du Dian's expression, and looked up at the military newspaper in his hand. Since he didn't wear reading glasses, he didn't see the writing clearly.
Du Dian handed over the newspaper.
Fulin took it and looked at it for a while, then looked up at Du Dian in astonishment, and said, "This, did you do this?"
Du Dian looked into his eyes and said, "It was made by the Milan family."
Flynn froze.
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In the old castle of the Milan family.
In a restaurant built of granite, everyone from the Milan family arrived one after another and sat down to eat.
Seven or eight maids wait on both sides of the dining table, which is more than ten meters long, and are ready to serve at any time.
Sitting in the chief position above the dining table is the old patriarch of the Milan family. He is 63 years old this year. Now he has retreated behind the scenes and enjoyed life in his later years. All the big and small properties in the family are all managed by his eldest son Abel. .
Sitting on the right hand side of the old patriarch, Abel is a middle-aged man in his forties, with a refined temperament, like a modest gentleman, with a straight pen, an upright sitting posture, and meticulous attention to detail.
"Be grateful." The old patriarch Alex said to everyone after taking his seat.
Everyone on both sides of the long table stopped what they were doing, clasped their hands together, closed their eyes, and silently recited a passage from the Canon of Light: "Thank the Lord for giving us food, thank the Lord for creating wealth, thank the Lord..."
After a few moments, the thanksgiving ends.
"Dine." Alex opened his eyes and said calmly.
Everyone began to eat one after another.
In the middle of the meal, a young figure ran down from upstairs, hurriedly came to the table and sat down in front of his seat, clasped his hands in gratitude, and began to eat.
"Vikander, you are still a knight, why are you up so late." Abel on Alex's right shouted.
Seeing that he didn't hide it, Vikander smiled wryly and said, "I drank too much last night and overslept."
"Hmph!" Abel snorted coldly, "Learn from your younger siblings. A knight should look like a knight. Even if you don't have to go to the battlefield in the radiation zone outside the border, you can't fall into the glory of a knight!"
Vikander said honestly, "I see."
"Okay, the child is just snoozing, don't yell." Alex whispered to Abel.
Seeing him speak, Abel sighed and said, "Dad, you have spoiled this child."
Alex smiled, and said to Vikander: "I heard that you have gotten very close to that little girl from the Mel family recently. How about it? Could it be that you are interested in that little girl?"
Vikander felt the envious eyes of the older brothers and younger brothers, but he was secretly proud, and said without humility, "Grandpa, you are thinking too much. I just inquired about Jenny through Saya."
Alex said with a smile: "You are so affectionate, it seems that you are tempted, child, listen to grandpa, go after whoever you like, if you can catch up with both, then it will be great."
Abel frowned slightly, but didn't say anything. He lowered his head to cut the steak, and only looked up occasionally to give Vikander a cold look, reminding him not to get too complacent.
Vikander noticed his father's gaze and calmed down a little. He scratched his head and said, "Grandpa, I will figure out a way for this. No matter what, I will always win one."
"Good boy, this is the man of our Milan family." Alex laughed.
As soon as he finished speaking, in vain, the castle steward guarding the hall rushed in, his fat body was running extremely hard, panting heavily, and said to Alex above: "Master, something happened!" , A group of trial knights came to the trial office, they forced their way in, and there were punishers inside."
Just as Abel was about to scold him for being flustered and unruly, he was taken aback when he heard the words. Many thoughts flashed through his mind, but he had already stood up and said to Alex, "Father, let me go and see first."
Alex glanced at him, with a slight smile on his face, and said, "Handle it beautifully."
"I will." Abel nodded, and left the restaurant with the butler, and came to the gate of the castle. On the slope at the foot of the mountain, a squadron of judge knights came, led by two figures in silver armor, shoulders They wear Thunder badges on their heads, symbolizing their status——Punishers!
The door was open, and Abel waited quietly for their arrival, but he secretly felt in his heart that it would be a big deal for the two punishers to go out in person, and the Tribunal should not offend their family for no reason.
"What kind of wind is it today, do you want to trouble the Punisher to come here?" Abel was the first to ask after they approached.
The two leading punishers are both youths, ordinary in appearance, but well-proportioned and tall, and there is a seven or eight-year-old boy between them. Hearing Abel's words at this moment, a cold look flashed across the face of the young man with thicker eyebrows on the left side, and said: "You are the patriarch of Abel, right? We are here to ask your son to come out and come back with us to the court for investigation. .”
"Huh?" Abel was taken aback. He didn't expect that it was his son instead of the few business matters he was worried about. He immediately asked, "I have a son named Vikander. He is a knight. I don’t know if there is any misunderstanding, and I need to ask him to go to the court?”
"Misunderstanding?" The young man with a sword scar on his right face opened his eyes and said coldly: "Your son was involved in a murder case, and there is evidence that your son was the real murderer of Deacon Hollett. , This is not a misunderstanding, you'd better let him out immediately, if you can't find him today, the court will immediately issue a warrant for him, and an announcement will be made in the whole district!"
"What! My son is the real murderer who assassinated Deacon Hollett?!" Abel was slightly relieved when he heard the murder, but when he heard the following words, he was startled and looked at him in shock. The two punishers almost suspected that there was something wrong with their ears. Of course, he knew that the nature of ordinary murders and the murders of Deacon Hollett were completely incomparable!
"It's impossible!" Abel hurriedly said, "Why did my son assassinate Deacon Hollett? You must have misunderstood. There must be another reason for this matter."
"Hmph!" The young punisher with a sword scar on his face said coldly, "Is it a misunderstanding? We will naturally know after interrogation. If you continue to pester me, I will regard it as a crime of covering up!"
Abel looked at his blunt expression, and his face was ugly. After hesitating for a moment, he still sighed dejectedly, and said to the butler next to him, "Go and call Vikander out."
The butler was already stunned, and he came back to his senses after hearing Abel's words, and returned to the castle.
After a while, Vikander came out in a hurry under the leadership of the butler. Behind Vikander was Alex, two middle-aged men and a graceful lady, all of whom were of the same generation as Abel. people.
Vikander saw the two Punishers and a team of trial knights, his face was a little pale, and he hurriedly said after he came out: "Master Punisher, are you making a mistake? It is impossible for me to kill Deacon Hollett. Would you do such a stupid thing?!"
"ah-"
In vain, an extremely angry low growl sounded, but it came from the mouth of the little boy held by the two punishers. The people including Abel and Alex couldn't help but look at the little boy in astonishment.
I saw the little boy's eyes were red, staring at Vikander with hatred, as if he wanted to bite his flesh and blood, he growled, "It's you, it's you, what I saw yesterday was you!!"