Chapter 264 Clues

"Helen, can I trouble you to go out first?" Li Zitao looked at her and said.

"Okay, I'm right outside the door." Dr. Helen left with her assistant and closed the door.

Hearing that there was no echo from the microphone, Li Zitao took off his pocket watch and put it on the table, then took off his coat, and then his shirt.

"—how?" Seeing his intact back, Adelaide was extremely surprised.

"As I said, the water is not as scary as it looks." Li Zitao picked up the phone again, and MacArthur's voice rang from inside.

"It's amazing, but what are these?" Looking at the back of her fiancé who was on the phone with the chief of staff, Adelaide found some tiny marks on it.

Some are like some kind of colorless tattoo, or the imprint left by the folds of the skin, but this kind of graphic.

"Douglas, don't tell me that this is difficult. They killed not only my people, but also the heroes of the United States. Those veterans, they won the war and allowed the United States to have gold for 10 years, making it strong and prosperous."

Li Zitao acted very irritable, like a drunken lunatic, constantly spouting trash on the phone, yelling for revenge and killing them.

Douglas MacArthur had even more headaches, two veterans died, the assassination of a rich man of color, and the European princess was implicated.

He could imagine the pressure from public opinion and the European royal family. Under the Great Depression, people's emotions were violent and restless, and they needed to vent all the time.

Once things are not handled properly, those bastards who are idle at home will definitely jump out to hold parades and protests, and have some fun for Washington by the way.

However, Washington should be the first to suffer, not him.

"I'm going to file a complaint with the California police, that's all." Douglas didn't want to get involved in these things. That was the job of politicians, not soldiers.

"I still need to make a few phone calls. It's safe here. You can take a hot bath and relax, and report to your family that you're safe."

After leaving his fiancée to Helen to take care of him, Li Zitao returned to the chair and sat down, rubbing the corners of his eyes and closing them in thought.

When such a big event happened, public opinion would soon spread to Luxembourg, and no one could try to hide it.

As for the truth, the Kendi family is the most doubtful, but because it is the Kendi family, this matter has become very troublesome.

If they really did it, Li Zitao believes that they have already dug a series of traps, waiting for him to jump into them.

If you want to retaliate, the first thing you need to consider is what the other party will do.

When he sent people to retaliate, catch his men, and then take the opportunity to drive him out of the United States?

This is the most likely to happen. The impact of what happened outside the Kendy estate has not yet completely dissipated.

Once caught, no matter whether there is evidence or not, what happened last time will be blamed on him. Moreover, it is indeed related to him.

At that time, the image he established will be completely destroyed, and he will be crowned with titles such as 'conspirator', 'assassin', 'brutal Chinese' and so on.

It seems that there is no other choice but to get out of bed.

That's all?

Not to mention that he was unwilling, the four dead subordinates just died in vain, without even an explanation?

"I hope my guess is wrong." After calming down, Li Zitao hoped that his guess was wrong.

bell--

The phone rang, and when he heard the voice of John Rockefeller, Jr., he knew the aftermath of the affair was brewing.

Just before the night fell, Lawrence brought him an unexpected news, "There was also a shooting outside the Kendy Manor, and 4 bodyguards and 2 maids were killed."

Is it trying to cover it up, or is someone fishing in troubled waters?

Li Zitao was not sure, he was waiting, waiting for Hans to knock the splasher's mouth open.

I thought it was a difficult task, but I never thought that the mouth of the water splasher was not as strong as he thought.

The other party is a member of the Ku Klux Klan, who pursues white supremacy and is a typical racist.

After the bankruptcy, it has been preached everywhere that it is the damn Chinese and blacks who robbed their jobs, embezzled social welfare and national resources, and made him degenerate into what he is now.

He would attack Li Zitao and Adelaide before, just for revenge, and wanted them to taste the pain.

"No one instructed?" Li Zitao was skeptical.

"I don't think it's possible for him to lie unless he has received special training." Hans said expressionlessly.

Special training, he has lived and worked in this city for nearly 10 years, and has never changed places.

The annual vacation is only to go to a farm in the suburbs, a striptease, etc., which is extremely unlikely.

Which is to say, it was really a racist whim.

"Where are the gunmen?" If it was true, there would be one less clue.

"They were not caught, someone was covering them, and it was someone from the police." After Hans's people arrived, they began to search for the gunman.

But they were interrogated by the police during the tracking process. The reason was simple. The whole city was on alert for such a bad shooting incident.

As for the expressionless special guards carrying guns, they would of course step forward to interrogate them. Coincidentally, everyone was stopped.

"Captain of the Mounted Police, did he say anything?" This was the only clue in his hand.

The corners of Hans' mouth suddenly raised, and he said with a smile; "A lot."

"Andrew Batty, about 40 years old, unemployed, has been in some small gangs for a long time, cheats and kidnaps, does everything, has a wife, and a 13-year-old daughter, and currently works in a strip club on the 42nd block."

"What a wonderful first half of life." The 13-year-old stripper, who was sent in by himself, said he was a scum would be flattering.

"Who told you to come?" Li Zitao asked, looking at the "Captain of the Mounted Police," who was sitting opposite him, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, with his feet on the pegboard.

"I, I don't know." Batty opened his eyes with difficulty, and saw a fist covered with calluses.

boom!

"I told you, I don't know." He closed his eyes in pain, the corners of his black eyes cracked, and blood flowed down his cheeks to the ground.

boom!

"Now, remember something?" Hans punched him in the stomach again, looking at Batty who was retching with his mouth wide open, Hans asked while tugging at his hair.

"Yes, it was Becca, Becca asked me to do it." Batty said a name.

The gangsters who were also in the gang like him, those mounted policemen, his captain's uniform, pistols, and horses were all provided by this man named Beka.

"Where is he?" Beka had a very strange name, and it seemed that the person who wanted his life was very cautious.

Moreover, he suddenly thought of the incident that happened on the European train, and no one had given him an explanation yet.