Chapter 1081 Longding Inn (3)

The two people who broke in were naturally the Siren masters who had just passed by Fu Qian.

Judging from the time, they obviously found the scene of the tragedy and searched around for a while before rushing back.

As for why the time can be so accurate before payment?

It's simple. He has been monitoring the movements over there.

From the moment Gerrard became interested in his right hand and started arguing like a boxer until now, this is the moment he has been waiting for.

As the highest level of combat power in this small shop, most people are still far behind him in the field of investigation.

Therefore, the effect of this utterance is undoubtedly very touching.

At least the look in Brother Gerald's eyes when he looked over was truly murderous.

"What's going on? Speak slowly."

Of course, he didn't really believe in any bloody lies. Gerald stared at Fu Qian with a cannibalistic gaze and spoke in a cold tone.

…

The two people who came to report the sudden appearance of a new face in front of Fu were also stunned. On the one hand, they obviously did not expect that there would be a new person coming at this time, and on the other hand, they did not understand the meaning of what they just said.

But as a real team, the difference from stragglers can be seen.

"The person we were responsible for monitoring what's going on behind is dead!"

Without asking any questions to satisfy his curiosity, the person who spoke just now quickly described the scene of the murder that he saw at the beginning.

"When the two of us arrived, the person must have died not long ago. The traces on the scene showed that he was attacked from behind."

"We judged that the person had not gone far, and immediately tried to conduct a search. Unfortunately, no suspicious traces were found... and the person."

When he said this, he glanced at Fu Qian.

It's obvious that this guy is suspicious.

He just died, was attacked from behind, and even his head was taken away...

However, after hearing his description, Gerald frowned for a moment, but his eyes softened a little before he looked at him.

Judging from the time and effects, it feels like it's beyond this guy's capabilities.

"How is that possible! Who is so impatient that he would do such a thing in the wasteland!"

However, before he could speak, he heard a voice not far away shouting with a strange accent.

At a glance, it was clear that he was a character in Ji's team who looked younger than Gerrard.

Although his face was full of surprise, it still sounded like schadenfreude.

Even when faced with the angry glares of Siren and his gang, he remained calm and unfazed, and even pointed forward.

"I suggest that Mr. Lu be interrogated strictly. His behavior is too suspicious."

"That makes sense."

Faced with this obviously unkind suggestion, Gerald nodded, and then sneered.

"You sound very experienced, Amir. Is it because you also had someone die here last year?"

Obviously, the last retort is the key point.

"Yeah, otherwise we wouldn't dare to bring more people this year!"

Unexpectedly, the other party was quite self-reliant and had a timid tone when faced with the pain point that Gerald exposed.

"You'd better not let me find out that this really has something to do with the Ji family..."

Faced with such a gesture, Gerald, who was really dead after all, was finally defeated by the strange anger.

"Don't worry, it won't happen."

Faced with this naked threat, the voice of the man named Amir finally turned sinister and tit-for-tat.

"Just like you did last year in a stealthy way."

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It sounds like there is quite a grievance!

Fu Qian, who was a little marginalized for a while, enjoyed the confrontation between the two sides with relish and had no objection to such neglect.

First of all, it was confirmed that the team led by Amir was indeed from the Ji family.

And listening to the meaning of his words, it was actually the Ji family who lost someone here last year, and the biggest suspect was the Siren.

As two major forces trying to expand their influence in the wasteland, it is not surprising that they are so tit-for-tat.

Judging from how cautious Siren is, it is obvious that he is wary of similar situations.

But the more this happens, the more things happen and the ridicule is added, the more angry it becomes.

"So Mr. Lu, can you explain?"

Fortunately, as a mature adult, Captain Gerrard quickly tried to find an object to divert this anger.

Without asking his men to take him to see the corpse, he stared at Fu Qian who was surrounded by him and asked coldly.

"So you actually took the advice?"

Facing the onlookers with such a strong lineup, Fu Qian frowned slightly and looked surprised.

"Am I going to face severe torture if I don't explain clearly?"

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This rhetorical question, combined with the exaggerated tone before paying, almost made Brother Gerald's breath stagnate.

Although his behavior was suspicious, in his judgment, the probability that this guy was the murderer was low, but no matter what, he definitely couldn't let it go easily.

But when he said this, it was as if he was really following Amir's advice, and he felt angry with nowhere to vent.

"Don't worry so much. Mr. Lu just needs to think carefully about how to explain things clearly."

Taking a deep breath, Gerald tried to sound calm and composed, and maximized his threat.

"Sorry I can't explain clearly."

Unfortunately, Fu Qian still answered cheerfully. At the same time, he looked down at the glass of wine in front of him, and the next moment he pushed it back the way he came.

"At the same time, because I feel ashamed, I will not drink this wine."

"If you want to be tortured, feel free to do so."

Without even looking at Gerald's reaction, he stood up directly, walked all the way to the other blocked window, found an empty seat and sat down.

"Mind buying me a drink?"

He was sitting at the only empty seat at the table. Opposite him was a lady with red hair and a black skirt. She had a pink face and red lips, and had an unconcealed mature charm.

Facing this somewhat familiar face, Fu Qian asked with a smile.

Ms. Nora, one of Mr. Tire's old friends, told me the same thing when they met for the first time in the bar.

Even at this moment, Mr. Tier was sitting next to her.

Of course, no matter who it was, watching Fu Qian walking over step by step, their expressions were inevitably surprised, and they couldn't understand why this guy came to find them.

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Facts have proved that Ms. Nora is still generous.

Although she was a little confused and absolutely unwilling to provoke the siren behind Gerald, but faced with the trouble that Wuwu came to her door, she and Mr. Tier looked at each other, and finally faced Gerald's gaze and faced him. The landlady greeted.

"Don't look at me. There is no charge for resting in the back area. I don't think I have any obligation to provide an explanation."

Facing Gerald's following eyes, the landlady shook her head and threw a bottle of wine out.