Chapter 14 Fendilt

After Dodd is killed, who will be the biggest winner?

John, Brian, and McCall were stunned for a moment, then their eyes lit up.

"Jason you mean?"

McCall asked tentatively.

"There is no conclusion yet, it is just a direction, and it is difficult to guarantee that the final result is the same as we thought!"

"In fact..."

"There is a way to do it once and for all!"

Jason said and looked around at the three men.

"any solution?"

Brian asked.

Among the four men, except for Jason, he is now the one who wishes the whole incident to end the most.

Otherwise, his daughter Kemi would always be in danger.

Thinking that his daughter might be in danger, Brian's heart was full of anxiety.

"We can't solve the problem, but we can solve the person who asked the question."

"As long as all the people involved in this matter are killed, all problems will be solved."

Jason said so.

John nodded subconsciously when Jason's voice fell.

He approves of such an approach.

Clean and neat is his style.

Brian frowned slightly, but then nodded.

Although this is not his style, he is willing to try to change his style for the sake of his daughter.

McCall, on the other hand, waved his hands again and again.

"Hey guys, don't do that."

"We can't do this!"

"We have other ways to confirm Jason's thinking - how about I act now? I promise within three days,

All investigations will be made clear. "

McCall looked at Jason, John, and Brian.

His inner insistence made it impossible for him to accept this approach, even if it was the most direct and convenient.

Moreover, he couldn't refuse directly and forcefully.

Because, he was worried about angering the three men in front of him, and the consequences were beyond his ability to bear.

As for turning away?

Less likely!

Who knows, after he leaves, what will the three guys in front of him do?

So, he asks and promises.

Under McCall's gaze, John hesitated and looked directly at Jason.

The method was proposed by Jason, and he also approved this method.

According to the rules, only Jason can mention the rejection now.

Brian is the same.

Some of the rules of the underground world are always similar, even if they are in different camps.

"give it to you!"

Jason said.

Jason didn't mind someone taking the initiative to investigate.

He's not a masked murderer, how could he kill everyone?

The words just now were just a test.

Just like he promised McCall at the moment.

trust?

It can't be established in an instant.

It takes countless trials to make it possible.

McCall, who didn't know Jason's true thoughts at all, was relieved immediately after Jason agreed.

"I'll act now."

"Help me take care of Terry."

With that, McCall walked to the bedroom-cum-study door, and knocked on the door.

Kemi and Terry, who were eavesdropping behind the door, were startled.

Immediately, however, the two girls pretended to be okay and opened the door.

"Terry, I need to do something, you are staying here temporarily."

"If you have anything, you can find Jason."

"He can be trusted."

McCall said simply.

John had investigated Jason, and of course he had.

Among Jason's many labels, the one that keeps promises is reassuring.

"okay, I get it."

"You, you have to be careful."

Terry's eyes flashed with hesitation and reluctance, but in the end, she nodded firmly.

She didn't want to cause trouble for McCall herself.

Kemi, who was on the side, immediately grabbed Terry's hand.

"Don't worry, I'll be with you."

Kemi comforts Teri, who is younger than her.

Seeing this scene, McCall breathed a sigh of relief. After he nodded to the three of Jason again, he pushed the door straight out, and the footsteps quickly disappeared.

"Next, what shall we do?"

Brian signaled Kemi and Terry to return to the room with his eyes again, and asked Jason and John.

Cammy didn't want to close the door, she wanted to hear what her father and Jason were talking about.

It's a pity that the soundproofing of the rooms here is really good.

It was just across the door, but I didn't hear anything.

What does an apartment need such good sound insulation for?

Cammy thought angrily.

Then, she found Jason and John watching her.

The eyes of both of them were indifferent and calm, especially Jason, there was something in his eyes that made her feel inexplicably stressed.

"Kemi?"

Brian raised his voice at this time.

"understood."

Kemi reluctantly agreed and closed the door.

But just as the door closed, Kemi stuck his head out and stuck his tongue out at Jason.

Then, the door slammed shut.

Looking at the closed door, Kemi groaned angrily and folded her arms around her chest, while Terry came over with two cups and directly handed one of the cups to Kemi.

Kemi immediately gave a thumbs up.

Two teenage girls held cups against the door, eavesdropping on the conversation outside.

"Sorry, I was too busy with work before, Kemi has been living with my ex-wife."

Brian apologized to Jason and John.

"Are you divorced?"

John asked suddenly.

"I didn't understand the importance of family at that time."

"I can't regret it now."

"So, I've been making up for it."

Brian sighed softly.

"At least, you still have a chance to make up for it."

After John finished speaking, he remained silent again.

Brian was equally silent.

Jason didn't break the silence right away. The two men with strong appearances had softness in their hearts that ordinary people could not imagine. When they were touched, it was due respect to give them some time.

After about a few seconds, Brian was the first to come back to his senses.

"How do we do it?"

Brian asked again.

"Weapons, ammunition."

"Whatever McCall investigates, these are what we need."

"And the investigation on McCall!"

Jason said, looking at Brian.

"Brian, I hope you can investigate the whole thing from other sides."

"From an angle that McCall couldn't take into account."

Jason urged.

"clear."

Brian nodded.

"Leave me the matter of weapons."

"I have access."

John gave the promise directly.

"Compared to those, I think you should give me one more room."

Jason pointed to a room not far away.

John, the landlord, understood immediately.

"no problem."

John said, stood up and walked to the phone.

Brian, who had finished talking with his daughter, left 313 at this time.

Soon, the room will be arranged.

Also on the 3rd floor, and next door on the other side: 312.

After Jason watched Kemi and Terry enter the room, he did not return to the room. Instead, he gestured to John and walked straight downstairs.

He hadn't forgotten that crucial point in the whole thing.

...

Outside the interrogation room, David couldn't help but sighed as he watched his assistant Hunter interrogate the old butler Ermod.

His assistant was a pretty good young man, no doubt about that.

Can be called excellent among peers.

But still too young.

Some things are inevitably impulsive.

Looking at the assistant who patted the table again, David knocked on the door.

The middle-aged sheriff knew that he could not let his assistant go on the trial, and if he continued, there might be problems.

He didn't want a blemish on his assistant's resume.

Boom, boom, boom!

After the knock on the door, the middle-aged sheriff pushed open the door and entered.

"Hunter."

David looked at the young assistant who had stood up angrily and couldn't help shouting loudly.

"Sheriff, I..."

"Go wash your face."

"Leave this to me."

David patted the assistant on the shoulder.

The young assistant nodded and walked out.

At this time, reason has returned to him, and he knows what kind of mistakes he would have made if David hadn't appeared in time.

Beat up criminals!

This is no small matter.

Especially when facing that guy.

Thinking of the guy he was interrogating just now gave young Hunter a toothache.

He had never faced such a formidable opponent.

silence!

Since entering the interrogation room, he has been silent!

For two full hours, the other party didn't say a word, let alone make any demands!

It seems to be dumb!

Thinking of this, the anger in his heart made Hunter frown.

Whoa, whoa!

Catching the cold water from the faucet with both hands, Hunter threw himself on his face.

The stimulation of cold water made him calm again.

Then, instead of wiping his face with a towel and wiping it with his sleeve, Hunter quickly returned to the room next to the interrogation room. He wanted to see how David interrogated this difficult prisoner.

Interrogation room.

David looked at the middle-aged and elderly man in a tuxedo and white gloves with a smile.

Even if the other party is sitting in the interrogation room, he still maintains a considerable demeanor.

Moreover, for two hours, the other party's back was straight, and he never leaned back in the chair or tilted his body from beginning to end.

Not to mention a middle-aged and elderly person with gray hair, even an ordinary young man can't do this kind of demeanor.

"You really are a competent steward."

"I admire you for being able to do this at your age."

The middle-aged sheriff habitually began to praise.

Hostility only brings vigilance.

Compliments always have unexpected rewards.

The middle-aged sheriff firmly believed in this.

"According to the information, are you a member of the 'Housekeeper Alliance'?"

"Can you tell me about this organization?"

"You know, my wealth makes me ineligible to face this organization, so I'm curious."

The middle-aged sheriff asked with a smile, got up and walked to the water dispenser on the side, brought a cup of warm water to the old housekeeper of Ermod, and put it in front of the other party.

"thanks."

Elmod's old butler immediately thanked him when he put the water glass in front of him.

The body bows slightly, and the right hand is placed on the chest.

Straightforwardly, there is no stereotyped influence, but rather personable.

Then, he picked up the water glass and took a sip.

When the cup was put down, it was still in its original position, not bad at all, as if it was measured with a ruler.

"You're welcome."

The middle-aged sheriff responded with a smile.

Silence is only relative.

As long as the corresponding gap is found, the seemingly solid barriers can naturally be broken.

In fact, the so-called barriers are not much stronger than a membrane.

It's all broken.

When that membrane is punctured, everything goes smoothly.

However, this requires skill.

David was well aware of this, so after responding, he did not immediately press the old butler, but began to read the information in front of him.

Fin Dilt, male, 56 years old, was born in Cherry City in 1943.

After that, the records of elementary school, junior high school, high school, and even going to the "Housekeeper Academy" are very clear.

Fendiert, 56, has served two masters in total.

The first was a man named 'Edward'. Unfortunately, this gentleman's business failed and he was unable to pay Fendilt's remuneration. After nearly 30 years of cooperation, the two parties ended the contract peacefully.

The second is Elmod.

This bastard was hired by Fendilt two years ago.

It was also in the past two years that Ai Modming's business became quite prosperous.

Many people are speculating that it is related to the help of the old housekeeper.

And this information in David's hands confirms this.

With 30 years of serving the "Edward" as a housekeeper, Fendiert not only accumulated a large number of contacts, but also has a considerable sense of business. He has given Ermod's investment advice several times, and he has gained a lot.

Therefore, Ermod trusted the old housekeeper more and more.

Therefore, David is sure that the old housekeeper must know something about 'Armod's secret' that they don't know.

The more this is done, the more relaxed and kind David appears to be.

The middle-aged sheriff did not raise his head, and continued to read the information in his hand, but the praise in his mouth did not stop.

"You are amazing!"

"It took only 8 years to graduate from the 'Butler Academy' at the age of 24. As far as I understand, if I want to graduate from there, I need to study for at least 10 years."

"Your first employer is extremely satisfied with you."

"Diligent and responsible, almost every year is the same excellent evaluation."

"Your second employer...well, he is full of praise for you, thinking that you can be trusted and can be the inheritance steward in charge of the overall situation."

The praise of the middle-aged sheriff did not get a response from the old housekeeper.

And the middle-aged sheriff didn't seem to care if there was a response, so he just said it to himself.

Time passed by minute by minute.

David seems to have met an old friend with whom he can reminisce.

The words didn't stop. In addition to pouring water for himself and the old housekeeper, he also made two packets of instant noodles.

"Sorry, there's nothing to entertain you."

The middle-aged sheriff held instant noodles with sincere apology on his face.

"It's good enough."

"thanks."

This time, the old butler responded again.

And, one more sentence than before.

The middle-aged sheriff smiled in his heart.

Everything is in his grasp.

In the next room, the assistant Hunter, who was watching all this through the one-sided glass, was also relieved.

He could see that the old housekeeper's attitude was softening.

A few more times, they will definitely get what they want.

But at this time-

Boom, boom, boom.

The door to the interrogation room was knocked.

Not like the middle-aged sheriff, then pushed the door in, and the knocker waited quietly.

"Please come in."

The middle-aged sheriff frowned, but immediately put on a smiley face again.

The door was pushed open.

A man dressed in exactly the same way as Fendilt walked in.

Compared to Fendilt, the person in front of him is a little older.

However, his back was still straight, and he walked in unison. His all-white hair was meticulously combed to the back of his head. In his chest pocket, a white handkerchief was neatly folded, revealing a corner.

However, what the middle-aged sheriff was most concerned about was the order in the other's hand.

release order.

Release Findiert, with the chief's signature.

"Superintendent David, good evening."

The old man first bowed and saluted, and then handed the order in his hand to the middle-aged sheriff.

The middle-aged sheriff, who had already caught a glimpse of the release order, took the order with his expression unchanged, and then turned to one side with a smile, indicating that the two can leave at any time.

"thanks."

The old butler stood up from his chair and thanked him again when he passed by the middle-aged sheriff.

David responded immediately with a smile, and then watched the two leave.

When the figures of the two disappeared at the end of the corridor, Hunter in the observation room couldn't bear it any longer.

"Sheriff, just let them go?"

the young man asked.

"With the director's order, we can't keep anyone!"

"and……"

"Things seem to be getting more interesting."

The smile on David's face grew brighter.

"interesting?"

The young man was taken aback.

"That person, the one who came with the chief's order is Dodd's housekeeper."

David said softly.

"Dodd?"

"That Dodd?"

The young man looked at David in disbelief.

David didn't answer, just nodded.

In the eyes of the middle-aged sheriff, there was a coldness.

...

Outside the police station, in an ordinary car, Fendiert sat in the passenger seat.

The butler of the Cherry City Council Speaker sat in the driver's seat and started the car.

The car slowly left the police station, and after passing through a block, it began to accelerate.

It wasn't until the remote suburb of Cherry City that the car stopped.

"What exactly did you do?"

As soon as the car stopped, Pun questioned.

The speaker's butler looked extremely angry, not only staring at Fendirt with wide eyes, but the muscles on his face were twitching, and after asking a sentence, he roared again: "Do you know what you did? "

"I did not dissuade Mr. Armold."

"I knew it would be dangerous for him to go back, but I didn't dissuade him."

The old butler lowered his head in shame.

"why?"

"Why don't you remind him?"

"Why not fulfill the duties of a housekeeper?"

The questioning continued.

"me……"

The old butler opened his mouth and stuttered a bit.

Then, he took a deep breath and said straight:

"I don't want tragedy to happen!"

"I don't want those innocent girls to be tortured again!"

"I don't want those happy families to be destroyed again!"

The voice is loud and powerful.

The old man Pang Er looked at the blushing face of the old butler, and looked at those tenacious but hesitant eyes. He was silent for a moment, and then continued to ask.

"Do you know the consequences of what you do?"

"Know."

"Removed from the Stewards Alliance."

"Losing the qualifications as a housekeeper."

The old butler nodded, his face bitter.

"You will also be blacklisted. Any family or power that has members of the Stewardship Alliance will not welcome you... You have lost your last dignity."

Penn said word by word.

The old butler remained silent, with a trace of regret in his eyes.

"People have to bear the consequences for what they do."

"I am."

"You too."

After Por finished speaking, he pointed to the outside.

The old butler pushed open the car door, and just as he was about to close the car door, an envelope was handed to him.

"Your Excellency Pun?"

The old butler looked at Pang Er.

"Your severance payment is not the 'Housekeeper Union', but I applied for it privately."

Speaking of this, Pengton took about a second, and then continued: "If you can, leave Cherry City immediately, and don't come back in this life!"

hum!

The motor roared, and Pun stepped on the accelerator.

The car drove away quickly.

After driving about 400 to 500 meters, the seemingly ordinary center control panel suddenly turned over, revealing an LCD screen, and the image of an old man in his 60s with white hair and pajamas appeared.

"Fendilt, it's nice, isn't it?"

The old man said so.

"Well, yes sir, he's a good man."

"But it's not suitable for living in today's society."

"Not a qualified housekeeper either."

Pang replied respectfully.

The honorific title and tone both show the identity of the old man on the LCD screen.

Speaker of Cherry City: Dodd.

"Because of this, I hoped that he would appear by Todini's side, but unfortunately... he was still a little short, and it was just the darkness revealed by Ermod that devoured him."

The Speaker sighed, his face full of regret.

Todini, a member of parliament that Imod tried his best to support.

Similarly, it is also a strong candidate for the next speaker.

Simply put, Todini is the speaker's worst enemy.

"Sorry, sir."

"It's my arrangement that wasn't in place."

"I misestimated Findilt's patience."

Penn said apologetically.

"No, no no."

"Porn, you are right."

"I also made the wrong estimate."

"So, don't take it to heart."

The old man waved his hand.

"Yes, sir."

"I've also investigated that imitator. It's Elmode's subordinate who is doing something wrong."

Pun reported something else.

"Oh?"

"Damn it."

"It actually exposed such darkness to the public's vision."

The old man frowned, and then his brows spread out.

He adjusted his sitting posture, and his tone showed a relaxed tone.

"Thankfully, he's dead!"

"Although our goal against Todini has not been achieved, the death of Ermod is also a good thing for us."

"Come back soon, we need to discuss how to digest these benefits."

"By the way, remember to dispose of Fendilt."

The old man ordered.

Butlers who graduated from the Butler Academy are not only those who manage affairs, but also serve as consultants more often.

Occasionally cameos in some disgraceful occupations.

It also makes them more worthy of the trust of their employers.

Of course, each of them is quite professional.

"Yes, sir!"

After Pun answered, the LCD screen was hidden again.

And Poon made a call.

"Well, do it."

After a simple command, the car accelerated.

The brilliance of the headlights quickly disappeared into the night.

Darkness shrouded the earth as always.

The deep night makes people feel peaceful, but it also brings the fear of location.

Fendiert was walking on a suburban road with an envelope containing a thick stack of large bills. The road was smooth, but there were no street lights, so when a beam of light appeared behind him, Fendiert immediately stopped. , looking behind you.

A pickup truck came slowly, and a bearded man sat in the driver's seat.

"Hey, do I need to take you for a while?"

the beard asked.

"Grateful."

The old butler bowed and thanked him. Looking at the bowed old butler, murderous intent appeared in the bearded eyes. As soon as he raised his hand, he took out a pistol and pointed it at the old butler's head.

At this time, the old butler seemed to be more sincere in expressing his gratitude, bending his neck and lowering his head.

Then--

Whoosh!

A short arrow shot out and plunged straight into the beard's throat.

puff!

Red light collapsed.