The Demon’s Menu

"Identity!"

"The identity of Mr. Fletton!"

"Don't forget the ability brought by this identity!"

Jason said this, and then continued without saying that Hall would say: "Assume, let us first assume that the fire that Mr. Freton suffered was really not an accident, but a man-made, he was in revenge That guy made all this, but why did he choose to let us 'stand by' all this? "

Hall froze for a moment, then frowned.

"Yes!"

"With Mr. Fletton's ability, if his miserable experience is really artificial, if he wants to punish the other party, he doesn't need to do it himself."

"Just need to reveal a little information, whether it is the mayor or our big figures, we will be very happy to help."

"And, once these big shots, this guy will only die even worse!"

Said, Hall looked down at the charred corpse.

Perhaps the torture is the cruelest death penalty.

However, that is only for death.

And those big guys have too many ways that this guy can't survive or die.

Don't need to show too much, just one or two, it is enough to let the other party understand how unfortunate it is to live, and how lucky to die.

Such a death is a gift for you?

Suddenly, Hall had such an idea in his heart.

But immediately, Hall shook his head, throwing this thought out of his identity as a detective.

Jason saw how Hall shook his head, and he knew what Hall thought.

Because, he also thought of a similar thing.

And this also makes the things in front of me more and more contradictory.

If it is Frederick, why does the other party do such an "inefficient" thing?

If it was n’t Fletton, who would it be?

Doubtlessly rose in the bottom of Jason's heart.

Full seconds later, he suppressed these doubts.

He looked at Detective Hall and proposed:

"There are too few clues. Standing here, we can't find any valuable information at all."

"Since the initial kidnapping occurred at the Brighton Manor."

"So, let's go to the manor of Mr. Fletton."

Faced with Jason ’s proposal, Detective Hall did not have any objections.

"Okay, sir."

After finishing, Hall immediately turned and walked towards the carriage.

Jiao corpse is one of the important evidences. It cannot be thrown here, it must be dealt with.

It is not an easy task to take away a scorched body. It is necessary to ensure that the corpse is intact to the greatest extent, but also to ensure that the scorched body will not scare others and cause panic.

The recent Lord is messy enough, and Hall does n’t want to give his chief any more trouble.

"Is there something like a rain cover?"

Hall asked the driver.

"Yes, yes."

The driver stuttered, and pulled out the rain cover of the carriage from the other side of the toolbox.

Took the rain cover's Hall, and laid the rain cover on the side of the scorched body. Then, he took out the gloves from his pocket and put them on, then signaled the driver.

A person who wants to carry a charred corpse is obviously difficult without destroying the corpse.

"Police officer, I ..."

The driver wore panic and fear in his face.

There is no doubt that this driver does not want to touch this burnt corpse.

But with Hall's gradually serious face and sharp eyes, the driver, who was originally just a civilian, chose to give in.

He put on the gloves handed by Hall, walked across the hall, and began to help the detective to carry the body.

Finally, the tightly wrapped corpse was placed on the carriage ’s ceiling and secured with ropes.

Throughout the process, Jason stood on the side and silently looked at the driver.

He doesn't believe anyone.

Not to mention a stranger who ‘take’ them through the murder.

Moreover, the other party is also a servant of Brighton.

If all this is really done by Brighton, the possibility of the other party being an accomplice is extremely great.

Even if the other party behaves normally.

Because there are too many ways to cause such ‘normal’.

After a few minutes, the carriage started again.

Returned to the Hall in the carriage, lowered his voice and asked:

"how about it?"

Asked, the police detective pointed to the position where the driver was sitting across the compartment behind him.

No doubt the detective was also suspicious of the other party.

And the scene just now, naturally with temptation.

"Not found for now."

Jason shook his head slowly.

"If he is really a helper, he will definitely show flaws."

"And the people in the Flatton Manor."

Obviously, this detective is not a man who gave up lightly. Not only must he lock the driver securely, but he will also earnestly investigate everyone in the Brighton Manor.

, Jason has no objection.

This is what he wants to do.

Now someone is helping, that is naturally better.

In the following journey, Jason didn't speak anymore, he leaned back in the chair, and the soft cushion supported his waist, so that he could listen to Detective Hall's story in a more comfortable posture.

This story is naturally about Fletton.

Through this story, Jason clearly understood the rich man ’s status in Lord City.

Perhaps the other party did not hold any official positions in Lord City, but any official who saw the rich man needed to be treated with courtesy, even the mayor.

Moreover, the other party has close contacts with certain gang figures.

Black and white all-you-can-eat!

Jason couldn't help but think of the word.

And soon, when the carriage turned into the manor side road, Jason once again had a deeper understanding of the rich man.

The road paved with finely crushed cobblestones exuded a different kind of soft glow in the afternoon sunlight, and the trees on both sides changed from bushes and mixed forests to a tall and tall pine Berlin.

At the end of the road, there is a three-meter-high courtyard wall. UU reading www.uukanshu.com blocks people from peeping. The sharp iron gate is dark and sharp. After the carriage approached, several servants opened the gate and a water bottle The shaped fountain was immediately introduced into the eyelid, the water column spewed out, and fell on the water below, and the ticking sound became a piece.

The carriage went around the fountain, a garden corridor supported by six marble columns appeared there, and the carriage stopped at the entrance of the corridor.

The driver opened the door, took off his hat, and bowed slightly.

"Two police officers, we are here."

Said the other party.

Hall leaped from the carriage first. He glanced around cautiously, followed by Jason.

A middle-aged man in a butler's suit and white gloves stood straight at the door, waiting quietly. When both of them got out of the carriage, the butler walked over quickly.

Although he moves quickly, he feels methodical, just like the other party's words.

"Two Excellencies, we have been waiting for a long time."

After speaking, the other party showed a smile full of politeness, but with a gap.

Compared to the coachman, this steward is much more natural, obviously with an extraordinary background, should be a professional butler, or someone from a high society.

Then, the other party continued:

"Two, please follow me."

"I have blocked the room of the old man, nothing has moved ..."

The housekeeper said that he would turn around and lead the way, but at this moment, the other party's words came to an abrupt end, and the calmness on his face disappeared instantly, leaving only fear.

The other person stood stiffly, looking behind Jason and Hall with wide eyes, his mouth wide open.

Crunch, crunch!

A sound of chewing sounded behind the two.