Du Lin, who had just fallen asleep, was called up by dufo. It was cold on the sea cliff. He put on a coat and came down from upstairs. Totti walked back and forth anxiously, and a half-year-old child sat idly aside. His footsteps startled Totti downstairs. He immediately met him and stood at the bottom of the stairs waiting for Turin.


    Turin patted his forehead, drank a little wine at night, and was woken up just after he fell asleep. His head was a little painful. He glanced at the absent-minded child, and his eyes moved to Totti. "What things have to come in the middle of the night?" for Turin, who has no nightlife, it belongs to the concept of the middle of the night after eight o''clock, In fact, he should be playing at his age. For example, little Forrest can try not to go home without going home.


    He doesn''t have these hobbies, nor can he say that he doesn''t have them at all, but he doesn''t like them very much. For durin, illian at this time is like a second tier city in a dream, and entertainment places and projects are like a third tier city. These things can''t attract his attention at all. It''s better to go to bed early and get up early to keep a good body.


    Totty wiped the sweat on her face and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. "Do you remember the couple the other day? They were taken away. I personally guess Mr. Fowles did it!"


    Durin''s eyes finally looked a little. He went to the bar and poured himself a glass of ice water. "How do you know it was made by old Forrest?"


    Totti pointed to the child, "He watched those people break into their homes and take the couple away. He also said that he would let them bury the young master. The family had no enemies and had a good relationship with their neighbors, so I think it should be done by old Forrest. After all, he had just died his son. As a father, I can understand his pain, so what extremes did he do I don''t think it''s impossible. "


    Durin nodded. "I know this. Go back and have a rest first. Everything will be all right tomorrow."


    Dragging the floor, he wanted to stop talking, but he saw that Turin had lost the idea of continuing to talk. He could only sigh and took the child''s hand out of the manor.


    After Totty left, dove, who was still awake, came over with a suit of clothes. Turin glanced at it, thought about it, and put it on.


    In fact, this emergency is also a test for him. If he can bring the couple back, the reputation of the association will even start on a certain scale. Now the top priority is to find old Forrest and take them somewhere. As long as the people are not dead, he is sure to bring them back.


    "Call Ellis up and ask him to go to the bar to ask if old Forrest has a warehouse over the port. If so, take someone to have a look and search it as carefully as possible. You, Savi and I go directly to Forrest''s villa, he''d better be there!" Turin patted his hand on his collar, smiled and walked around dev by mistake towards the door, "Take everything with you. I don''t want any accident on the way."


    At this time, old Forrest was in his villa. He looked a little sloppy now. There were still a few pieces of yellow dirt on the collar of his white shirt. His old face was particularly dark and his hair was noisy. He sat back on a chair with his arms pressed on the back of the chair. Not far from him was the couple. He had watched them for almost five or six minutes, Didn''t say a word.


    The housekeeper commanded some servants to spread waterproof canvas all over the ground. This is the gardener''s warehouse, which is about 70-80 square meters. In the grid on the wall, you can see all kinds of gardening props, such as iron wire, twisted iron sheet, pliers for cutting branches, and some shovels and hoes of different sizes.


    Seeing that the canvas on the ground was almost paved, old Forrest took out a cigarette and lit it, took a breath, "my son is dead!" he looked at the couple, but he didn''t have a clear focus in his eyes, and he didn''t know who he was talking to, or to himself?


    "In fact, I knew for a long time that he would not be an excellent successor. When he was young, we spoiled him so much that we would satisfy him no matter what he wanted. I still remember how shocked and angry I was when he told me that he wanted a woman on his thirteenth birthday, even though all of us were laughing. From that moment on, I I knew he was a waste, a waste who could only eat, drink and have fun. "


    "Just as I know him, he spent all his precious time on wine and women. I don''t blame him. My indulgence in him caused his character, which is all my fault. Sometimes I scolded him and beat him twice a few years ago. I once hoped to turn his life around, but I failed. I was very desperate. I thought I was a fool A great man, but who would have thought I had such a son? "


    He took another puff of smoke, his eyes gradually focused on the couple, and his fists gradually tightened, "no matter how useless he is or how useless he is, that''s also my son, my son!" , old Forrest stood up fiercely, swung up his chair and threw it on the ground. With great force, some blue rolling tendons bulged on his forehead, and the chair broke up after a whine.


    He kicked away the scattered chairs, walked back and forth, gasped heavily, waved his hands irregularly, and his voice became more loud and filled with boundless anger. "That''s my son. Only I can beat him and scold him. No one can do unreasonable things to him, but you..." , he strode to the couple tied to two chairs and growled at them, "but you killed him and took away my most important family and favorite treasure in the world without my permission!"


    "You all deserve to die!"


    Looking at the close old Fowles face twisted, ferocious and terrible, the woman clenched her lips and tears twinkled in her eyes. The man was relatively calm. He shook his head, but said nothing.


    Old Forrest''s chest fluctuated violently. After a moment, he unexpectedly calmed down his anger. He folded his hands, smoothed back his hair scattered on the temples, tilted his head and closed his eyes. After a while, he returned to normal. He picked up the cigarette end that fell on the canvas, and the dying cigarette end became bright again under the action of air inhalation. He took another step and stabbed the cigarette end on the man''s forehead. "Why do you shake your head? Hmm? Why do you shake your head! Do you think I''m ridiculous? Or do you think you''ve done a great thing?"


    The man''s face suddenly turned white, and his eyes were also full of hatred. He looked at old Forrest, not because of the torture he was suffering now, but because he thought of his lovely daughter.


    Old Forrest took back his hand and patted his clothes. "You killed my son for 3000 yuan... You said, what should I do with you?"


    At this time, the man said, "your son is worth at least 3000 yuan, but my daughter is only worth 2000 yuan. Mr. Forrest, your son is worth enough!"


    "Did you admit it?" old Forrest smiled. "I knew it was you. Look, he admitted it!" he twisted his head and looked at the housekeeper standing aside in surprise. "What did I say? They must have done it!" he strode to the grid with all kinds of tools, found a pair of scissors for building branches, and came back, Shook his head and said, "no, you can''t. You can''t afford a truck, let alone a murderer. Who''s helping you? Say his name and I''ll give you a good time."


    Both of them didn''t speak. Forrest went to the woman''s side, broke her little finger out, and then clamped it with scissors. "We have plenty of time tonight. You''ll say it, I swear!". With a force in his hand, in a toothy squeeze, the woman''s little finger broke away from her palm and fell to the ground. The woman cried out madly and struggled fiercely.


    Old Forrest took a step back with satisfaction, pinched the scissors a few times and made a clicking sound, "I respect people who insist. I hope you can let me continue to respect them!"


    From time to time, there will be a burst of tragic wailing in the small warehouse. The sound floats away with the wind, but it is blocked by the dense vegetation.


    After about twenty minutes, a very shabby looking car stopped outside the Forrest villa.


    "Check the weapons and bullets. Lao Fu should be crazy. Be careful." Turin put on a black bulletproof vest, making his body look a little different. These bulletproof vests he wore were bought from the police station with money. Except for guns, the police station does not sell them, such as bulletproof vests, riot shields and batons. As long as the buyers have money and status, they are also happy to sell them.


    Such a bulletproof vest costs 700 yuan, which is lighter, more defensive against bullets and more convenient. Turin bought more than 20 pieces at one go and hung them in the cellar of the manor. He transformed the cellar into a weapons warehouse in the city, and put the weapons he got in tenar and the scattered collection here.


    Dufo moved his limbs for a while. He was not used to it. This kind of thing is really a bit in the way. But he also knows the role of bulletproof clothing. At this point, he is not the worthless Street gangster on the eve. He also cherishes his life. If he wasn''t prepared, he couldn''t help it, but if he was prepared, he chose to wear this bulletproof vest.


    Savi was carrying a travel bag with weapons and ammunition. It was not convenient to take these things out before he found out the situation. Of course, all three of them have pistols. In case of an accident, they can fight back quickly.


    In this way, Dooling rang the doorbell of old Forrest villa.