He entered a wealthy family by mistake

"Okay, just take a photo and come over and we'll be done." Marquis Luo didn't want to talk to Baron Mai anymore.

Baron Mai didn't dare to answer, and looked at Byrne in a panic. After all, Da Siyu was still alive and well!

Byrne gave Baron Mai a look, asking him to agree.

Baron Mai glanced at the expressionless Da Siyu and could only follow Byrne's advice and said, "Don't worry, I'll send you the photo right away."

After saying that, Baron Mai hung up the phone, swallowed while holding the phone and looked at Byrne with fear on his face.

Byrne ignored Baron Mai and said to Da Si with a smile, "Then I will feel sorry for you, Your Majesty the Duke."

Da Siyu said nothing and acquiesced to do as Bai En said.

Byrne threw away the cigarette in his hand, picked up Da Siyu and walked to the smashed car on the side. He kicked open the shaky car door and put Da Siyu into the back seat, and then kicked the body inside out of the other door. .

Da Siyu knew what Byrne wanted to do, and immediately messed up his hair and clothes, trying to smear the blood of the enemy in the back seat on his body to make it look more realistic, but Byrne stopped him.

Da Siyu raised his head and looked at Bai En who was bending into the car in confusion, not understanding why he stopped him.

"Who knows what the hell is wrong with this blood?"

With a look of disgust on his face, Byrne grabbed his injured arm with his hand, wiped his own blood on Da Siyu's forehead and face, making it appear that Da Siyu was hit on the head and bleeding, and then poured his own blood on Da Siyu. After smearing it on the royal clothes, a very realistic car accident scene was created in a short time.

If someone who didn't know about it really thought that Da Siyu really died in the car, after all, the car was smashed to pieces, the person in the driver's seat hung out a hand dripping with blood, and the bottom of the car was full of blood. Looking at it, I felt that the people in the car were definitely dead.

"Just turn your head to the side of the car door and expose the bloody side of your face."

"it is good."

Da Siyu listened to Bai En, glanced at the wound on Bai En's arm worriedly, and tightened his hand on his leg.

"It's nothing. I'll bandage it up as soon as I get back to the palace."

Byrne lowered his head and kissed Da Siyu on the cheek, smiling to comfort him.

Da Siyu nodded, but his clenched hand never let go. It hurt to look at him, not to mention Bai En who was bleeding all the time.

"come here."

Byrne ordered to call Baron Mai.

Baron Mai didn't dare to be negligent, so he quickly took out his mobile phone to take pictures, and had to show Byrne after taking pictures.

"It's so ugly."

Byrne frowned in displeasure.

Baron Mai twitched the corner of his mouth. This is a corpse. How do you want to take a picture?

Of course Byrne knew about it, so he just talked about it and asked Baron Mai to send the photos to Marquis Luo.

After receiving the photo, Marquis Luo immediately enlarged it and saw that it was really Da Siyu. He had an excited and ferocious smile on his face, and immediately sent the photo to the king.

The king, who was sitting on the sofa in his palace waiting for news, immediately confirmed whether it was Tatsumi himself when he saw the photo.

After confirming, he sneered, "Just like your mother, she is a short-lived ghost who doesn't know how to live or die."

The king even watched Da Siyu's death over and over again. It was not until Marquis Luo called that he answered the call and put the speakerphone on the coffee table to answer the call. While drinking tea leisurely, it was as if the person who died was not his son but an ant.

"Hahaha, Your Majesty, the Duke is also dead, and now only that damn brat is left. Don't worry, I will contact Hansen right now and ask him to kill that brat. Once he dies, the entire royal family will really It’s yours.”

The king didn't show much expression when he heard Marquis Luo's words, but he was actually happy in his heart.

He put down his tea cup and said, "People in the slums are too messy, so please be clean."

"understand."

Marquis Luo hung up the phone with a grin, and was about to contact Hansen, but the servant suddenly ran into the study in a panic, banged the door open and gasped for air, shouting, "It's not good, Marquis, the police are here. Let's talk about it." , saying that you are planning to murder members of the royal family and want to arrest you.”

Marquis Luo's pupils dilated and he shouted, "Wantless, who said that?"

"We said so."

The police quickly entered the study and raised their hands to ask people to arrest Marquis Luo.

"What are you doing? Why do you think I am plotting to murder members of the royal family? Do you have any evidence?"

Marquis Luo yelled and backed away from the bookshelf, but in the next second, two policemen came forward and held him down, pressing his face on the desk and handcuffing him behind his back.

"Bold, you dare to detain your majesty's retainers without evidence, how many of your heads will be lost."

Even though they were handcuffed, Marquis Luo threatened the king. He struggled and roared with red eyes, but no one paid him any attention.

At this time, a policeman came forward wearing gloves, picked up Marquis Luo's mobile phone on the desk, put it into a white evidence bag and sealed it.

Marquis Luo stared in horror. There was a lot of evidence in the phone that had not been deleted.

Another policeman stepped forward, handed the phone to Marquis Luo who was pressed on the desk, and clicked on the speakerphone.

"Who are you and what do you want to do?"

Marquis Luo roared into his cell phone, thinking that his business enemies were plotting against him.

Byrne, who was sitting in the car and rushing to the palace, smiled as he listened to Marquis Luo's incompetent rage, "Then guess who I am."

Marquis Luo looked at the phone in disbelief, his pupils widening frequently, and he could hear the voice even if he turned gray.

"Impossible, impossible, you are already dead, you are already dead." Marquis Luo struggled fiercely and roared into the phone.

Byrne sneered and hung up the phone without saying more.

"Please tell me clearly, tell me clearly..."

Marquis Luo continued to yell at the phone that had been hung up, but the call had ended long ago.

The policeman put away the phone and said with a stern expression, "Take it away."

"Yes."

Two policemen lifted Marquis Luo up and walked out of the study.

Marquis Luo's legs were weak, he was dragged away, and he was still muttering, "Impossible, impossible, he is dead, already dead in Shoujiang River, the police have..."

"police?"

Marquis Luo suddenly shook his body and looked at the policemen in front.

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Marquis Luo, who was being carried away, raised his head and laughed, each sound getting louder and louder than the last. He seemed to have realized that all this was just a game of Byrne, and they were already in the game but they were still complacent.

Here at the King's side, he has been waiting for a call from Marquis Luo, wanting to hear the news of Ye Miao's death.

Ten minutes, twenty minutes, thirty minutes and forty minutes, until an hour and a half, Marquis Luo did not respond.

The king frowned, looking displeased.

"How long did it take to kill a boy?"

The king waited impatiently, picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table, and was about to call Marquis Luo to question him, but there was a sound of footsteps outside the aisle, very fast, approaching him.

The king frowned, sat on the sofa and looked at the door of the room dissatisfied.

With a bang, the door was kicked open, and a group of heavily armed police rushed into the room, their weapons aimed at the king.

The king was instantly furious, "What are you doing? Do you want to rebel?"

"I shouldn't be the one to ask His Majesty this question."

The leader's voice sounded from outside the door, and he appeared at the door of the room soon, looking coldly at the king on the sofa.

The king's heart skipped a beat when he saw the leader. What was he doing here at this time? Did the news of Da Siyu's death become known to the outside world so quickly?

"I'm afraid it's His Majesty who wants to rebel!"

Byrne's voice sounded from behind the big leader, and the man also appeared in the king's sight.

The king's eyes widened in astonishment, how could he still be alive?

The next second, the king's eyes widened again, and he stared at Da Siyu, who appeared unscathed next to Byrne, with his pupils trembling violently.

"You, how dare you join forces with them to deceive me?"

The king roared at Da Si Yufa and smashed the cup angrily.

Da Siyu looked at the king calmly, as if he were looking at a dead person, which made the king feel cold all over.

"Being fooled means you are stupid. You really think you are the one who can control the whole situation."

Byrne mocked the king and kept Da Siyu behind him, raised his hand into the room, and the maid serving the king immediately entered the room, took out a pen from the pen holder on the coffee table, quickly returned to Byrne, and handed her respectfully. In the hands of Byrne.

The king instantly turned pale. How could he not know what it was? It was clearly a voice recorder. His calls to Marquis Luo were all on speakerphone.

The king clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and stared at Byrne. Byrne knew that he had this habit, so he let the maid do this.

What made him unbelievable was that this maid had served him for ten years and he didn't even know that she was Bain's.

But there are many things that the king doesn't know. Whether it's his maids, knights, chefs or gardeners, as long as they can be placed around him, Byrne has already changed batch after batch. Otherwise, how could he have been able to prevent it in the past ten years? The king's plot.

And these people were all brought out from the slums by Byrne. They had changed their identities and entered the palace through normal procedures. The king would not have any doubts about these servants at all.

"You are really ruthless, Bai En. I am not willing to risk my life just to plot against you."

The king pointed angrily at Byrne and spit, his eyes full of anger.

Why, why can't this kid be beaten to death and can escape from danger every time? Why?

The furious king covered his chest in pain and looked like he couldn't breathe, but he still stared at Byrne.

Byrne sneered and pointed his chin towards the king, asking the big leader to take the king down.

The big leaders nodded respectfully, stepped forward quickly, pushed the king onto the coffee table, pushed back with both hands, and cuffed the king with a click.