A certain sword soul's infinite journey

Chapter 739 Customized Bullets
Walking in the Baroque-style Prince Manor, Harvey was full of tension and apprehension, and was in no mood to appreciate the picturesque scenery around him.

Looking at the black-haired maid leading the way at the front, a drop of sweat left on Harvey's forehead.

He remembered this beautiful maid. During the Gotham raid three years ago, she was responsible for overseeing the dispatch of police forces in Gotham. Even the mayor of Gotham and Chief Lebron could only serve carefully in front of her.

At that time, he and his colleagues in the police station had speculated about the identity of this mysterious woman, thinking that she might be a core member of the Prince family with a high status, but unexpectedly she was just a maid!
"Boss, are you sure this is a good idea?"

Harvey couldn't help but took two quick steps, leaned close to Chief Lebu and said in a low voice.

Lefu coughed twice, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, the relationship between the Prince family and the police has always been good, and he will definitely not embarrass us, but... His Excellency Falcone may not be sure!"

As he said that, Chief Lebron looked at Falcone and nodded, then moved closer to Harvey, and continued to whisper in a low voice as if nothing had happened: "Remember, if Mr. Prince shows hostility towards the underworld , even if this hostility is very subtle, we must promptly disregard the relationship with Falcone, understand?"

"……Understood."

Harvey twitched the corners of his mouth and nodded reluctantly.

At the same time, Falcone was also instructing his subordinates in a low voice. The whispers of the four of them were heard by Bessie in front of him, and a pair of eyes as dark as night flashed again. A trace of disgust.

Not long after, the four of them came to the living room led by the black-haired maid.

A young man in a white shirt was sitting on the sofa, holding a thick cowhide book in his hand, and a steaming cup of tea in front of him, with a rather casual expression.

"My lord, they are here."

The black-haired maid Bessie walked behind the sofa and whispered something, then took the thick book from the man in white, turned and walked towards the study.

The man in white raised his head and looked at the stiff four people in the living room with a half-smile.

He didn't speak, so Loeb and Falcone didn't dare to speak out. A dignified and oppressive atmosphere began to spread in the living room, and then slowly fermented.

Soon, Chief Lebu was the first to be unable to bear it.

"Dear Your Excellency Prince..."

"sit."

Lin Yi smiled lightly and interrupted Le Qiu's long words.

Chief Le was slightly taken aback, then forced a smile, expressed his thanks to Lin Yi, and immediately took Harvey to sit on the sofa on the right side of the living room.

Lin Yi turned to look at Falcone in suit and leather shoes.

"You sit too."

"Thank you."

Falcone thanked him calmly, then straightened his clothes, and sat opposite Chief Lebanon.

Compared with Falcone, who is in a suit and leather shoes and sitting upright, Chief Lebron and Officer Harvey in plain clothes are more like hooligans and gangsters on the streets of Gotham.

It's so funny...

Lin Yi sighed with emotion in his heart, but he still kept a half-smile on his face.

Chief Lebu rubbed his legs nervously, looked at Lin Yi with a smile on his face, and said, "Mr. Prince, I'm here this time to apologize to you on behalf of the Gotham Police Department. You are too irritable and took you back to the police station without first reporting to the manor, but don’t worry, I have already reprimanded them, and I will never—”

"It's ok."

Lin Yi waved his hand casually, interrupting Chief Lebu's words: "Don't worry, Chief Lebu, I didn't take what happened yesterday to my heart. After all, I was a witness to the shooting of the Wayne couple last night. It is reasonable for your police officers to take them back to the police station to make notes, this is the rule, and I like rules, do you understand?"

……I'm coming!
Chief Lebron and Falcone are both in awe.

"Understood!" Chief Leban nodded hastily.

Falcone pursed his parched lips, and said solemnly, "Your Excellency Prince, on behalf of the Falcone family, I assure you that things like yesterday will never happen again!"

"is it?"

Lin Yi glanced at Falcone indifferently. This glance made his scalp tingle, his heart beat faster, and he almost jumped up from the sofa and fled out of the living room.

But Falcone suppressed the urge to run away, moistened his dry lips and wanted to speak again.

At this moment, another young and beautiful maid with tall black hair hurried in from the living room, went around behind the sofa and bent down, whispering something in Lin Yi's ear.

Lin Yi nodded, and the black-clothed maid walked towards the door.

Chief Lebu and Falcone looked at each other, wondering what kind of medicine Lin Yi was selling in the gourd.

But soon, two figures, one tall and one lower, appeared at the door of the living room.

The two quickly turned around and saw a middle-aged butler in a tuxedo with a dignified and calm posture entering the living room, and beside him was a young boy in a tailored suit with an immature face.

It was the housekeeper and only son of the Wayne couple who died tragically yesterday, the veteran Alfred Pennyworth, and the eight-year-old Bruce Wayne.

After walking into the spacious living room full of Baroque style, Alfred frowned, looked at the two familiar faces of Falcone and Chief Lebanon, and then looked at Lin Yi with apologetic expression.

"Sorry, Mr. Prince, Master Wayne and I didn't know that you were entertaining guests. If you need it, I think we can avoid it for a while..."

"It's okay!"

Lin Yi smiled and patted the sofa beside him, and looked at little Bruce encouragingly: "Come and sit."

Little Bruce was slightly taken aback, then turned his head and looked at Alfred.

Alfred frowned slightly. He didn't know why. He felt that Lin Yi seemed to like his young master very much, and it was the kind of liking and appreciation that was not mixed with utilitarian nature.

This really made him feel a little strange.

But considering the purpose of his trip, Alfred nodded.

Little Bruce withdrew his gaze, stepped forward obediently, and sat on the sofa beside Lin Yi.

Seeing this scene, Chief Lebron and Falco were terrified, and found that they seemed to have underestimated the relationship between the Wayne family and the Prince family.

But before they thought about it, Lin Yi on the sofa clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Okay, the servants are finally here... Now, let's have an open and honest chat about what happened yesterday. Things in the alley!"

"..."

Alfred and Bruce frowned together.

Chief Lebron and Falcone looked at each other, and then asked with a puzzled face: "Mr. Prince, please forgive me for not understanding what you mean. Yesterday's case...isn't it over?"

Alfred also frowned and said, "Yes, you caught the murderer yourself, the young master saw all this with his own eyes."

"Indeed, I have caught the murderer who shot the Wayne couple, but to say it's over..." Lin Yi shook his head and said calmly, "It's not enough yet!"

After the words fell, the black-haired maid just now walked into the living room, and put a sealed ID bag on the table under everyone's gaze.

"Do you know what this is?"

Lin Yi calmly picked up the ID bag.

All eyes fell on it.

Chief Lebu hesitated and said, "A bullet?"

"That's right." Lin Yi nodded quite bluntly, "But it's not just a bullet, it's also a 45-caliber 300-grain nickel punching bullet!"

Hearing these words, Alfred's complexion changed instantly, and he stepped forward immediately, took the evidence bag in his hand and looked at it carefully.

Bruce also realized that something was wrong, and quickly got up and asked: "What's the matter, Alfred, is there something wrong with this bullet?"

"Of course there is a problem!"

Alfred put down the evidence bag with a livid face, and glanced coldly at Falcone next to him: "This is a custom-made bullet worth $6, Master Wayne, only professional killers in Gotham City can do it." Will use this bullet, now you know what the problem is?"

"You mean, my parents didn't die by accident, they were murdered?"

Bruce's face became gloomy, and the cold light revealed in his immature eyes made Chief Lebron and Falcone feel a chill down their backs.

"Calm down, little Bruce."

Lin Yi patted Bruce on the shoulder, then looked at the two people in front of him and said lightly: "I think, respected Chief Lebron and His Excellency Falcone will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation."

　Alas, it has been more than a month, and my grandpa still can’t make it through. He passed away this afternoon. He has advanced lung cancer. I advise everyone who can quit smoking to quit smoking as soon as possible. I want to quit smoking too.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)