Chapter 20 I Am the Protagonist!

Has there ever been a king in Cherry City in history?

Had!

The former Edward family was the uncrowned king of Cherry City.

That family not only owns the only bank in Cherry City, but also has industries all over the city, and relies on minerals in exchange for the necessary resources of other cities.

It holds the economic lifeline of the entire city.

Provides countless jobs across the city.

You never thought a family could do that to such an extent.

At that time, even the so-called Speaker was just a pug at the command of the Edward family.

But, that was all in the past.

An unexpected appearance made all the splendor vanish.

Edward thought about rebelling at the time.

But he knew how futile it was to resist in the face of 'that accident'.

So, he chose another way.

That way exists only in legends.

The world has no chance to see it at all.

Just heard.

Heard from generation to generation.

It's like a bedtime story.

Do not!

It's a bedtime story!

The things in the world are so wonderful, and the truth is often hidden in this kind of bedtime story that children love.

Edward found the clue.

Also unearthed clues.

because……

He has money!

He spent enough money to unearth the clues contained in these stories.

Then, he succeeded.

As for his previous losers?

Most are not as rich as him.

Nor is he crazy.

After all, not everyone will be cut off like him.

However, that is the past tense.

Now!

He is back!

He's going to flush and run Cherry City!

He wants the name Edward to be imprinted in the history of Cherry City forever!

With brilliance and glory!

And now, to the most crucial step.

There was no trace of anxiety on Edward's face. He leaned on a cane and walked down the street.

Gunshots and explosions continued.

Edward narrowed his eyes in recollection.

The same is true of the former Cherry City.

He followed behind his fathers with the guns and cannons in his hands, opening up his own territory little by little.

Now!

It's finally going back to normal.

To welcome my back!

Fired the salute for his king!

good.

is what I was looking forward to.

Edward smiled and walked towards his destination.

...

Toise heard gunshots and explosions outside, and a gloomy expression appeared on his already gloomy face.

It wasn't what he, and his brother, had planned.

After the man sent to kill David and Hunter in the afternoon was killed, everything was out of his control.

The package sent to Sheriff David, of course, was sent by him under the name of 'Fendilt'.

He wants to let Dodd go around.

Although Ermod is dead, Ermod's properties are still there, and Dodd's housekeeper, Pun, took over these properties overnight.

Tois was not surprised by this.

Dodd is jealous of Aimode's huge profits, not a day or two.

Therefore, as long as he handed the notebook to Sheriff David, the upright sheriff will definitely come forward.

Moreover, the other party is not an idiot, and will definitely expose the crimes recorded in the notebook in a more secure way.

Everything was as Tois surmised.

At least, the first half is the same.

Sheriff Davide notified the parents of the 'missing teenage girls', who then flooded into Cherry City.

Next, according to his plan, it was his turn and his brother to come forward to 'justice'!

Take Dodd, who 'owns' these properties, to court.

Of course, the other party's crimes are not only these.

And murdered Sheriff David and Hunter.

But after the interception and planting failed, everything was out of his control.

Who can tell him why there are parents who can kill several fully armed bodyguards with their bare hands, and why there are people who can modify the killing machine?

Why do ordinary-looking parents carry all kinds of firearms with them?

Moreover, they dared to directly attack the residence of the big man?

Are they not afraid of death?

Toys, who has done all the calculations, will never understand what children mean to parents.

I don't even understand what parents can give to their children who may be lost and found.

It doesn't take much, just tell parents who have lost their children, your child is in hell, I know where the road is, I'll just show you.

Then?

These parents will rush in.

They don't hesitate.

Because, to lose a child, for parents, is to be in hell.

What is the point of going to hell to find a child now?

The big deal is to turn the hell upside down.

They have no fear of death.

They just want their children to come back to them.

Even if there is only a tiny bit of hope, that's fine.

Tois doesn't understand this.

But he understood that the plan had an accident and had to make up for it.

Otherwise, the parliamentary position he is about to get will disappear.

"what can we do about it?"

Toise frowned and thought, with a glass of red wine in his hand.

Wine tasting, which is a habit of Tois when he thinks.

This time was no exception, he raised his hand and touched the wine glass.

But felt empty.

Tois was startled, but his reaction speed was extremely fast.

At the same time as the whole person jumped forward, the gun appeared in his hand.

Toyce didn't know how the other party sneaked into his home, but he knew that it was definitely not easy for a guy who could sneak into his room silently under a lot of monitoring.

Therefore, Tois, who was holding the gun in his hand, turned around and fired two shots in the direction of the wine glass.

Bang, bang!

He couldn't confirm the opponent's position, but instinctively chose the last position.

Of course, this shot is also a reminder.

Those living in houses 221 and 223 were reminded that he was in danger.

No. 221, 222, and 223 of Potato Street, except No. 222 was registered, and 221 and 223 were registered under the names of people who had nothing to do with him, and they were essentially his property.

Moreover, in houses 221 and 223, three disguised bodyguards lived respectively.

As long as he has a slight abnormality here, six bodyguards will swarm in and solve the trouble for him.

This is also a Toyce design.

He knew very well that, as Todini's younger brother, he would naturally be targeted by some people.

There is no guarantee that these people will not use any means.

Instead of waiting for someone to come to the door, it is better to 'take the initiative'.

The bullet sank into the wall.

no one!

Toise looked at the position that used to be behind him, and then turned around again hurriedly.

Still no one!

Toise frowned.

He believed that there could be no one, just that he didn't see it.

Also, why hasn't his bodyguard come yet.

"Are you waiting for those bodyguards?"

A voice came from behind.

Toise turned around immediately and aimed his gun at the position behind him.

In the sofa chair he was just working on, a well-dressed man in a black dress was sitting there.

The opponent's cane stood on one side, leaning against the armrest of the sofa, and there was a ruby ​​ring on the index finger of the right hand holding the wine glass.

When he saw the other party, Toyce felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember when he saw the other party. However, this did not prevent him, Toys pulled the trigger.

As for answering each other's questions?

The dead do not need to hear an answer.

Bang bang bang!

This time, seeing the target, Tois pulled the trigger again and again.

Then, his eyes widened involuntarily.

warhead! Disappeared!

The bullets that shot out suddenly slowed down when they approached the man in front of him, and appeared in Toise's eyes. Then, after layers of ripples appeared in the air, these bullets disappeared one after another.

The gun in his hand was ineffective, causing Toise's Adam's apple to go up and down involuntarily.

He nervously wanted to swallow a mouthful of saliva, but found that his throat was dry and lacked a bit of moisture.

"Are all gentlemen like this now?"

After taking a sip of the wine in the glass, Edward put down the glass and looked at Toise in front of him.

At this time, Toise finally remembered who the person in front of him was when he heard the word 'gentleman'.

Edward!

Fendilt's former employer!

Most of Fendiert's comments on his former employer are in one word: gentleman.

"You, why are you here?"

"Don't you deserve to die?"

Toise's cheeks twitched slightly.

He doesn't really care about the other person's life or death, he only cares about his own.

You know, he killed the other's housekeeper.

Although the agreement between the other party and the housekeeper is over, the two sides have had a friendship for nearly 30 years, which is well known to the upper class in Cherry City.

And now, the other party came to the door, for what?

Almost subconsciously, Tois began to back away.

Although it is impossible to determine the opponent's means, it is absolutely right to draw a distance.

But as soon as Toise stepped back, he found that his vision was spinning.

He saw the ceiling, he saw the carpet, he saw... his body.

Headless body!

my head?

I am dead?

Toise's eyes widened and his mouth opened, as if he didn't want to accept the truth, but the breath of life dissipated directly, and the silence of his soul disappeared.

Edward carried the head.

Strangely, the blood didn't flow out at all.

Whether it was the head or the body without the head, there was not a single drop of blood splattered.

"the second."

Edward said this, placed Toise's head on the coffee table beside his hand, and then opened his palm to the corpse that was still standing.

Then, give it a sharp squeeze.

Crunch, crunch.

With the sound of flesh being torn apart, Toise's body was crushed like this.

Then, the shattered body was put into a box.

This is the box that Edward prepared in advance. The size is just right. Edward, who had sealed the box, put Tois' head on the top of the box. After moving the box with the head to the road, he put a note on it. on the forehead of the head.

I saw this note that said: boring, not fun.

The wind at night blows this note.

Whoa, whoa.

The note made a crisp sound.

Like a starting gun, blood spurted out from the wound on Toise's head and the body fragments in the box.

In a few breaths, the middle of the road was occupied by bright red.

Glancing at his work, Edward took out a white handkerchief and wiped his palm, which was not stained at all.

"Fendilt is a nice guy."

"So, I should avenge him."

Edward said this with a trace of sadness on his face.

"Are you crocodile tears?"

A voice came from not far away.

McCall stared at Edward coldly. After hearing the general situation of the whole thing from his mobile phone, the private detective who adhered to principles and justice was already furious.

He could not wait to shoot Edward.

But he chose to follow Jason's advice: delay.

"Why did you do this?"

"Why reenact the second case of 'Cross Street Stalker'?"

McCall asked.

If it can be explained by imitators at the beginning, it has already gone beyond this category.

Could the person who caused the riot in the whole city be a mere imitator?

Or to be more precise, Edward, who disturbed the entire Cherry City, would reproduce the second case of "Cross Street Stalker" at this moment, which is an incredible thing in itself.

Facing McCall's questioning, Edward didn't make a move, and looked at McCall seriously.

"It's faster than I expected."

"As expected of the person I carefully selected."

"How did you guess I was going to attack Toise?"

Edward did not answer, but instead asked rhetorically.

"Since you've investigated us and orchestrated it all, why don't you guess why I know?"

McCall, who remembered Jason's explanation for delaying time, also asked back.

A smile appeared on Edward's face.

He opened his mouth with a chuckle.

"You? John? Brian? Jason?"

One name after another came from Edward's mouth.

Jason is the last one.

When he said the name, Edward couldn't help shaking his head and let out a sigh.

"I didn't expect it to be Jason."

"I underestimated him a little bit."

"I only regarded him as a trivial pawn, and focused on the three of you. I didn't expect that he found me - was it because Fendilt revealed some information unconsciously?"

"He's always like this, otherwise, I wouldn't have to do so much cover up before."

Edward said with a sigh.

At this moment, Edward should be talking about the first three people who died in his 'disappearance case'. McCall has investigated these, and his eyes on Edward are getting worse and worse.

And Edward was still smiling.

"You can't die!"

"So, go to sleep!"

Edward spoke softly.

The next moment, McCall fell asleep standing up, not waking up even after falling to the ground.

At this time, Jason, John and Brian arrived almost in no particular order.

Brian grabbed McCall and slapped McCall's cheek hard, but no matter how hard Brian tried, McCall couldn't wake up.

"It's useless."

"He won't wake up without my permission."

"My knight."

Edward swept over Brian, John, and the unconscious McCall with a smile.

Then, his eyes fell on Jason.

Suddenly, the smile disappeared.

Only the strong malice and murderous intent remained.

Edward said in a tone of extreme hatred: "You writer who doesn't write seriously, lacks logic, is full of loopholes but self-righteous, superfluous, really deserves death!"

Jason was startled.

It is not surprising that the other party has read his book.

But this hate?

Could it be that his book was serialized at the time, and he broke it?

He has no memory of that time.

Can't remember.

However, this does not prevent Jason from making inferences based on the situation at the scene.

"So, are you going to revise the unreasonableness?"

"Make it perfect?"

Jason asked tentatively.

"certainly!"

"My world must be... perfect!"

Edward nodded without hesitation, and then, his stature began to grow, and his muscles began to grow.

More importantly, Edward's face became exactly the same as Jason's.

Wearing a torn dress, he strode towards Jason.

The steps were exactly the same as Jason's.

Then, he stood in front of Jason and declared word by word.

"Now--"

"I am the protagonist!"