Chapter 193: It's You, It's You

Du Dian smiled slightly and turned to the military's newspaper to look at it.

"Arrogant! In the assassination of Deacon Hollet, the real murderer shot again and took the life of Hollet's wife Mary!"

"The Punishers searched all night, and now they have some evidence!"

Du Di'an looked carefully, "Yesterday afternoon, Hollett's wife Mary was killed at home. According to the investigation, the surrounding neighbors saw a suspicious person wearing a mask entering Hollett's house."

"The court has obtained evidence and is currently making a secret arrest."

Du Dian visited and saw the final summary, a slight smile appeared on his face.

"Why are you so happy?" Fulin, who was opposite, noticed Du Dian's expression and looked up at the military newspaper in his hand. Since he didn't wear reading glasses, he couldn't read the writing clearly.

Du Dian handed over the newspaper.

Fulin took it for a moment, looked up at Du Dian in astonishment, and said, "This, is this what you did?"

Du Dian looked into his eyes and said, "It was made by the Milan family."

Flynn was stunned.

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In the castle of the Milan family.

In a restaurant built of granite, all six members of the Milan family came and took a seat.

Seven or eight maids waited on both sides of the ten-meter-long dining table, answering orders at any time.

Sitting at the top of the dining table is the old patriarch of the Milan family. He is 63 years old this year. Now he has retired to the background and enjoys life in his later years. All the large and small industries in the family are handed over to his eldest son, Abel. .

Sitting on the right hand of the old patriarch, Abel is a middle-aged man in his forties, with a refined temperament, like a modest gentleman, with a straight pen, a straight and meticulous sitting posture.

"Thank you." After taking the seat, the old patriarch Alex said to everyone.

Everyone on both sides of the long table stopped what they were doing, put their hands together, closed their eyes, and silently recited a passage from the Guangming Canon: "Thank the Lord for giving us food, thank the Lord for creating wealth, thank the Lord..."

After a while,

Thanksgiving is over.

"Dinner." Alex opened his eyes and said indifferently.

Everyone 6 continued to start eating.

In the middle of the meal, a young man ran downstairs, hurriedly came to his seat at the dining table, sat down, joined hands to express gratitude, and began to eat.

"Vikander, you're still a knight, why are you up so late." Abel on Alex's right shouted.

Seeing that Vikander didn't hide it, he smiled bitterly and said, "I drank too much last night and overslept."

"Humph!" Abel snorted coldly, "Learn from your younger siblings, a knight should look like a knight, even if you don't have to go to the battlefield in the radiation zone outside the border, you can't fall into the glory of a knight!"

Vikander said honestly: "I see."

"Okay, the child is just snoozing, don't yell." Alex whispered to Abel.

Seeing him speak, Abel sighed, "Dad, this kid has spoiled you."

Alex smiled and said to Vikander: "I heard that you have been very close to the little girl from the Mel family recently. How is it? Are you interested in that little girl?"

Vikander felt the veiled jealous glances from the elder brothers and younger brothers next to him, but he was secretly proud in his heart, and he said, "Grandpa, you think too much, I just asked about Jenny through Shaya."

Alex smiled and said, "It seems to be tempting to call it so affectionate. Son, listen to Grandpa's words and pursue whoever you like. If you can catch up with both, it will be the best."

Abel frowned slightly, but didn't say anything. He lowered his head and cut the steak, but occasionally looked up at Vikander and gave him a cold look, reminding him not to get too carried away.

Vikander noticed his father's gaze, and his mood calmed down a little. He scratched his head and said, "Grandpa, I will find a way to do this myself. No matter what, I will always win one."

"Good boy, this is the man from our Milan family." Alex laughed.

As soon as he finished speaking, in vain, the castle butler who was guarding the hall hurried in, his fat body was running extremely hard, panting heavily, and said to Alex above: "Sir, something happened. , A group of trial knights came to the court, and they forced their way through, and there were also punishers."

Just as Abel was about to scold him for being in a hurry and being unruly, he was stunned when he heard the words. Many thoughts flashed through his mind, but he stood up and said to Alex, "Father, I'll take a look first."

Alex glanced at him with a slight smile on his face, and said, "Treat it beautifully."

"I will." Abel nodded, left the restaurant with the butler, and came to the entrance of the castle. On the slope at the foot of the mountain, a squadron of judge knights came, because they were two figures in silver armor, shoulders Wearing a Thunder badge on it, symbolizing their status as a punisher!

The door was open, Abel quietly waited for them to arrive, but he was secretly awe-inspiring. If the two punishers could be dispatched in person, there must be a big event, and the court should not offend their family for no reason.

"What's the wind today, want to trouble the Punisher to come here?" Abel waited for them to approach, and said first.

The two punishers for Wei are both youths, with ordinary appearance, but their bodies are even and tall, and there is a seven- or eight-year-old boy in the middle of them. Hearing Abel's words at this moment, a cold expression flashed on the face of the young man with thick eyebrows on the left side, and said, "You are the patriarch of Abel, let's come here to invite your son to come out and follow us back to the court for investigation. ."

"Huh?" Abel was startled, but he didn't expect that it was not the business matters that he was worried about, but his son, and immediately asked: "I have only one son, my name is Vikander, he is a knight, I don't know if there is any misunderstanding, need to invite him to the court?"

"Misunderstanding?" The young man with a sword scar on his right side opened his eyes and said coldly, "Your son is involved in a murder case, and there is evidence that your son is the real murderer who killed Deacon Hollet. , this is not a misunderstanding, you'd better let him out immediately, if you can't find him today, the court will immediately issue a wanted order for him, and will announce it in the whole district!"

"What! Is my son the real murderer of Deacon Hollet's assassination?!" When Abel first heard about the murder, he was slightly relieved, but when he heard the following words, he was startled and looked at him with astonishment. The two punishers almost suspected that there was something wrong with their ears. Of course, he knew that the nature of ordinary murder and the murder of Deacon Hollett were completely incomparable!

"It's impossible!" Abel hurriedly said, "How could my son assassinate Deacon Hollet? You must have misunderstood. There is definitely another reason for this."

"Humph!" The young Punisher with a sword scar on his face said in a cold tone, "Is it a misunderstanding? After our interrogation, we will naturally know that if you continue to pester me, I will regard it as a cover-up crime!"

Abel looked at his blunt expression, and his face was ugly. After hesitating for a while, he sighed sullenly and said to the housekeeper next to him, "Go and call Vikander out."

The housekeeper was already stunned by the side, and only after hearing Abel's words did he come back to his senses and return to the castle.

After a while, Vikander came out in a hurry under the leadership of the housekeeper. Behind Vikander was Alex, as well as two middle-aged men and a graceful lady, all of the same generation as Abel. people.

Vikander saw the two Punishers and a team of Judge Knights, his face was a little pale, and he hurriedly said after coming out: "Lord Punisher, are you mistaken, I can't kill Deacon Hollet at all, how could I? Do such a stupid thing?!"

"what"

In vain, an extremely angry low roar sounded, but it came out of the mouth of the little boy held by the two correctors, including Abel and Alex, who couldn't help looking at the little boy in astonishment.

I saw the little boy's eyes were red, staring at Vikander with hatred, as if he was about to bite his flesh and blood, and roared: "It's you, it's you, what I saw yesterday, it's you!!" to be continued.