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At this time, Su Mo was giving instructions on the second floor of a restaurant.

The people with the bloody battle flag were distributed at the crossroads, all disguised as passers-by, waiting for his orders.

Countess Kitty Macaulay was held back in various ways because Mr. Bob, the former executioner, left the textile factory a little late today.

He whipped a girl to death for eating cotton seeds during working hours.

It took some time to dispose of the body.

It's almost time to send the carriage over. Please pay attention to pedestrians when doing so. Su Mo saw Mr. Bob from a distance, his bald head shining brightly in the afterglow of the setting sun.

This intersection at this time is no different from usual.

There are not many people in the deserted place. This is not a downtown area, and it is not the peak period with the largest flow of people.

When everyone saw a carriage approaching, they quickly gave way to both sides of the road.

For those who are more particular, they should take off their hats and bend down to pay high respect to the countess who went to have a private meeting with her young lover.

Lord Macaulay is nearly nine years old, but he is still one of the most prestigious financial ministers in the Federation. His concubine gave birth to a son for him a few months ago and held a grand banquet, almost All the nobles sent people to support him, which was very impressive.

Mr. Bob, the former executioner, also backed up and bent over.

In fact, he felt a little contemptuous in his heart. What's so great about counts? He remembered that during the noble rebellion more than ten years ago, he hanged three counts.

At this moment, the horse pulling the carriage suddenly reversed its running direction for some unknown reason, and fell into a crazy state, colliding and accelerating...

the coachman exclaimed, the guard was surprised, the countess screamed.

It was also accompanied by a shrill scream.

Soon, the guards rushed up to help the coachman control the frightened horse and stabilize the carriage. The countess' shocked and angry rebuke came from inside the carriage. She, a noble woman, would either throw herself into someone else's arms and cry when she was surprised like this. Or just turn your fear into anger.

Madam, the horse was surprised and killed a pedestrian. A guard knelt down and reported to the owner.

Madam, the pedestrian disturbed the horses and was killed. Another guard gave a different view. He reminded his companions and the countess in a low voice, saying: The dead man had the mark of the law enforcement group on his collar. , it might be a bit troublesome.”

Damn it, where did the law enforcement team get the courage to assassinate me? Go back home! The Countess was obviously not a weak woman, otherwise she wouldn't have dared to meet her lover outside behind her husband's back.

As a result, a poor former executioner of the law enforcement group, our Mr. Bob, not only lost his life, but also kept changing identities.

First he was a victim, then he was partly responsible, and finally he was framed as an assassin.

The inspector rushed over quickly. After all, a human life had occurred, and the deceased had the mark of the law enforcement group on his collar.

The countess wanted to leave, but the inspectors did not dare to stop her, but they also wanted to explain to the law enforcement team, so they actively collected evidence at the scene to restore the true appearance of the incident.

One of the Macaulays' bodyguards stayed behind to assist in the investigation.

The road was very wide, and the deceased was not in the middle of the road. How did he hit him?

It is said that the horse was frightened, but why was it frightened?

The few witnesses could not explain anything. They only saw the carriage suddenly change direction, rush straight towards a bald man on the side of the road, knock him over and trample him, and then be run over by the heavy and luxurious carriage. Pressed it again.

The specific cause of death is unclear, but he was either trampled to death or crushed to death.

Mr. Bob walked this road all day long, and he was barely half a public figure before - executions were carried out in public, so he was quickly recognized.

A retired executioner.

An officer from the law enforcement team was quickly invited over.

Poor guy. The officer covered his mouth and nose with a white handkerchief, frowned and looked at the deceased lying in a pool of blood, and let out an inexplicable sigh.

There was no suspect, but if there was one, it was Lord Macaulay's carriage.

It's probably an accident. How could Earl Macaulay murder a retired executioner and ask his wife to do it herself? Find someone to dig a hole and bury him. The clerk quickly made a decision and adjusted his clothes. , decided to go to Earl Macaulay's house now, first to report the case, and secondly to express condolences to the frightened countess.

Su Mo wiped his mouth and hands with a napkin, then stood up and left with Yun Fei.

From the beginning to the end, they never left the restaurant. The one who really took action was the technical geek in the clothing store at the intersection.

The cat is shopping for clothes.

He was very generous and gave two gold coins as a tip, so the young and beautiful waiter patiently let Shenmao try on one item after another.

When the sound of hands came from the communicator, he moved the dressing mirror.

Although the sunset was not dazzling, it suddenly entered the right eye after refraction. The horse that had been surprised before was once again frightened, instinctively tilted its head, and then ran all the way.

It's not a perfect design, but it was executed perfectly.

Su Mo and Yun Fei paid and left, and a few passers-by also left slowly. They were responsible for intercepting passers-by, leaving only one target for the carriage.

Shenmao finally chose the clothes, paid the money and left.

The inspector cleaned up the bodies and washed away the blood stains on the stone slabs on the ground. Soon the place became as peaceful as if nothing had happened.

Two players tracked and inspected and took note of Mr. Bob's cemetery.

In fact, it was not a cemetery. The officers of the law enforcement group gave six gold coins for funeral expenses, but they would never spend six gold coins for such a bachelor.

In the graveyard outside the city, they dug a hole and buried some soil, counting one, two, three, four, five. Mr. Bob's feet were not even covered, so the two inspectors left with shovels. Six gold coins were enough for them to spend one night.

The two players quickly dug up Mr. Bob, cleaned it up a little and put it in a coffin.

At the request of Baron Santos, the body was transported to a manor outside the city.

I've heard about it. You did it very well. I'm curious about how you did it. Baron Santos held his pipe in his mouth and looked like an ordinary wealthy businessman.

They are all trivial means. I think we have completed the task. Su Mo didn't want to go into details.

Baron Santos was a little disappointed not to hear the story he wanted to hear, but he didn't pay too much attention and immediately decided to give Su Mo a reward for the settlement mission.

With the previous lessons learned, he did not dare to deduct Su Mo's reward. After all, Count Dracula still didn't want to see Su Mo.