Chapter 866 Time Is Running Out

Half a day has passed since Zhang Heng and Decius met for the first time. The two of them also took a long trip around Rome, from the Binotta Mine to the southeastern city, and then to Klaus's apartment. nonstop.

As the investigation continues to deepen, the truth behind the mine shutdown is gradually emerging.

The most critical thing among them is of course the man with the red birthmark on his face - Amedeo. As a middleman, he met with Cobb and ultimately facilitated the whole thing. Finding him also meant finding the mastermind behind it.

And now Zhang Heng and Daichius were standing downstairs in Amedeo's apartment.

The sun was almost setting.

Amedeo's residence is much more remote than Klaus's. Although it is not as chaotic as the southeastern city, it is still a slum area. Most of the people who live here are short-term renters. The rent is paid once a week. After being driven away, Amedeo, as a lobbyist of the Senate, was not as famous as Klaus, but he would not be reduced to this level.

With his income, he could afford a better place to live. There was only one reason why he chose to live here, and that was to keep a low profile.

Obviously he also knows that what he usually does is not visible to the public, and wants to be as unnoticed as possible. Moreover, Zhang Heng estimates that he does not live here permanently and will probably change places every once in a while.

Decius didn't like the atmosphere on the street very much. At the same time, his stomach growled, reminding him that it was time for dinner. At this time in the past, he should have finished work and returned home, sitting at the dining table. Beside, waiting for the servant to bring the steaming food.

However, he knew that now was the critical moment of the investigation, and it was no longer a matter of losing his job, but the future of his family. He did not complain about anything, but asked Zhang Heng on the side with some worry, "We are Shouldn't we call some guards over? That guy is probably unlikely to cooperate with us."

With Klaus's experience, Decius already understood that it was not easy to get these lobbyists to cooperate honestly, especially to get the other party to betray the employer behind them.

"To tell you the truth, I have just been a consultant and I haven't figured out how to dispatch guards or anything like that yet, but it doesn't matter. I have you by my side, and you are like my Watson." Zhang Heng said.

"What am I like to you?" Decius didn't understand.

"Watson... don't take it to heart, I'm just talking casually." Zhang Heng said. He stood downstairs, raised his neck and glanced at the approximate location of Amedeo's room. The house here was obviously for the poor. Even on the second floor, there was no balcony, only a small window, which was closed tightly, so you couldn't see the scene inside, and the wall was full of holes, obviously it hadn't been maintained for a long time.

Zhang Heng patted Decius on the shoulder and said, "Let's go upstairs to meet Mr. Amedeo."

"Oh." Daichius tried to recall again and confirmed that she had never heard of Watson before. Then she took steps and followed Zhang Heng up the stairs.

The two walked through the somewhat dark corridor and arrived outside Amedeo's house.

Daichiusi reached out and knocked on the door, and followed Zhang Heng's instructions and said, "We are the landlord's people, here to collect the rent."

As a result, there was no movement in Amedeo's house, but the door of the room next to him opened first, and a man walked out of it and said in surprise, "We are collecting rent again. Didn't we collect it two days ago?"

Upon hearing this, Daichiusi looked at Zhang Heng with an embarrassed look on his face, who said without changing his expression, "The rent has increased, now it's time to pay it back."

"But it was just last month." The man looked in disbelief, "How many days has it been?"

The man's voice was so loud that people in other rooms also poked their heads out. The increase in rent was a matter of concern to everyone. Zhang Heng knew he couldn't hide it anymore. In addition, Amedeo's room was a bit too quiet. There was no movement until now, so he winked at Dachius who was standing aside, asking the latter to step aside, and then kicked the door.

"Oh my god, it's not like that. I didn't pay the rent even once. The price still went up. You guys also..." The man in the next room suddenly stopped talking and his eyes widened.

The sight in front of him made him take a breath. He saw a slim man lying motionless on a round table. There were blood stains on his clothes, and they were still dripping to the floor.

Seeing this scene, everyone subconsciously took a few steps back. Only Zhang Heng's expression did not change, but he stepped forward and walked into the room.

He had seen similar scenes many times when he was working as an assistant to Sherlock Holmes, and he had long since felt nothing. Zhang Heng walked directly to the round table, reached out and touched the man's nose to confirm that the man was no longer breathing. Afterwards, he turned the corpse over, first looked at the dagger stuck in his chest, and then moved his eyes upward to see the red birthmark on the corpse's face.

"Ha, it seems that this is the rightful owner we are looking for." Zhang Heng said to Daichiusi.

"Is...he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, died of?" Dechius' face turned pale.

"Yes, and the time of death should have been just a few minutes ago." Zhang Heng looked at the blood stains. There was almost no solidified part. "It seems that someone came to visit the person we were looking for before us. We were on the stairs before. You might just miss the murderer."

"Ah?" Decius tried hard to remember the people he met on the stairs, but he couldn't remember anything. Now his mind was blank, and his only thought was that he was really involved in something big.

But what he couldn't figure out was that he was just a small person responsible for casting a bronze statue of the emperor, why would someone put the idea on his head, and even kill someone.

At this time, the man in the next room finally woke up and shouted, "There has been a murder, we should go find the patrol!"

"Good idea, I'll bother you then." Zhang Heng nodded, and then said to others, "I am His Majesty the Emperor's advisor. In order to prevent the murderer from staying upstairs, I suggest that everyone go back to their own rooms. In the room, wait for the patrol to come and investigate."

After hearing the words, everyone dispersed, leaving only Daikius standing blankly at the door.

Zhang Heng waved to him, "What are you still doing? Come in. We don't have much time. The patrol should be here soon."

"Why is there not much time?" Decius asked doubtfully, "Amedeo is already dead, what else can we ask?"

"A person like Amedeo has been working in the dark and has mastered too many secrets. He will definitely be prepared for someone to assassinate him. The murderer was obviously unprepared this time. I checked the body and found that he was killed with one knife. Other than that, There are no other scars on the outside, which means that the murderer probably didn’t have time to find Amedeo and torture him. With any luck, we can know what we want to know without Amedeo opening his mouth.”