The cover was slowly pushed open, and the delicate and fresh flowers surrounded a head that had lost its blood color. There was a breach in the forehead, and a flower was inserted in the breach. This flower was light pink, more eye-catching and special than other flowers.
It can be seen that Mr. Todd''s former secretary was shot and killed from the back of his head. The young people who opened the box trembled under the impact of this strange atmosphere, as if they had seen an evil spirit. When he settled down a little, he turned around in shame, looked up at Mr. todd on the balcony and asked him whether to throw it away.
Mr. Todd didn''t show any frightened expression. There was only a deep disgust on his face. He waved his hand and asked someone to reinstall the head and send it to the cemetery of nano lindes for burial.
Many years ago, Mr. Todd executed some people for count lindes. Some people were executed on the gallows. These people often had some social status. In the period of aristocratic rule, hanging was actually a way of execution symbolizing status. As for ordinary people, they were beheaded.
Up to now, he can''t forget the moment when the executioner raised his high axe and cut it hard at his command. The blood flew out of the head and burst out a blood flower. At the moment when everything was zero. All his ambitions began at that moment. He was unwilling to let others control his own destiny. He wanted to be the one who controlled others'' destiny.
With a dark face, he turned into the room, stood on the balcony and lit a cigarette. In his position, there are few opportunities to smoke. Most of the time, he eats happy land, a decompression product loved by the upper class society. He needs cigarettes now. He doesn''t want happiness.
By killing his former Secretary, Dooling may have known that the fake tokens came from him. He thought about it, and there was basically no evidence left in the whole thing. The contact between him and his former secretary was also by telephone, without any written documents. Therefore, Dooling can''t have any substantive evidence to accuse himself. The only thing that makes him uncertain is how much Dooling intends to make the farce.
What Mingming could sit down and negotiate, Shengsheng made him smell bloody all over the world.
He hesitated for a moment, picked up the phone and called Louis. After the former secretary was finished, there was another person involved deeply, that is, his illegitimate son Louis. He has no feelings for Louis, as if his superiors and subordinates surpass his father and son.
"I''m Todd."
Hearing the familiar and strange voice in the receiver, Louis thought he had heard wrong. When would the "father" take the initiative to call himself? He would let his former Secretary tell him almost everything. He would never disdain or call himself in person. He immediately sat upright and somewhat humble, just as Mr. Todd treated Louis as his subordinates, and Louis treated Mr. Todd as his superiors.
"Mr. Mayor, what do you want?" he said carefully. Everything he has today comes from this man. He is not who he was when he was a child. He doesn''t hate this biological father at all. As long as he can make his life better, he feels that his dignity position and so on can be abandoned temporarily.
Todd didn''t talk nonsense with him. He just made it clear, "leave nano lindes at once and go alone to the West. I have friends over there." before Louis could ask why, Mr. Todd hung up. He looked at the receiver in his hand and was a little confused, but he was used to following orders and immediately began to pack his things.
Some change, about several hundred yuan, several clothes and two gold bars with thick and thin fingers. The gold bars are hidden in the interlayer of his travel bag. If there is an accident, the two gold bars will become his life-saving money. He did not take care of the woman who had taken off half of her clothes on the bed, opened the cabinet and took out two pistols from it. One was pinned to the back waist and the other was put into the pocket of his coat.
He could hear the impatience in Mr. Todd''s words, so he had to race against the clock.
Before leaving the room, he looked back at the wall clock. It was four fifty-eight.
At 5:30 p.m., there will be a train heading west. It''s still time. He rushed out of the door, pushed and squeezed into the elevator, then quickly rushed to the street, sat in the car parked outside the apartment building, took out the key in a bit of panic, inserted it into the key hole and twisted the key. When the car trembled slightly and the sound of steam exhaust could be heard, he put his foot on the pedal of the power cabin.
The screeching sound of the brakes in his ears made his movements stop a little. A car parked obliquely in front of his car, just blocking his way, and another car stopped side by side with him. Louis leaned his upper body out of the window and made a very indecent gesture, "shit, you have to wait for me to get out to grab the parking space?"
He lives downtown with few parking spaces. Unlike his biological father and those rich people, he is not used to living in those quiet high-end communities. He prefers these apartments in the center of nano lindes. Going out from the building is the downtown of the city and downtown. He can enjoy the life he likes anytime and anywhere. He loves it here.
The management company of the apartment also provides the same room service as the hotel. It only needs to put valuables in the storage room where the resident has his own keys. When he leaves, hang the cleaning sign on the door handle, and then give the spare key to the service desk on the first floor. The service staff will clean every inch of the room for him, and take the clothes packed in the cleaning bag for cleaning.
Of course, these services are for money, ten yuan a month. It suits a lazy man like him.
The next second, two gun barrels poked out of the window, and the continuous steam instantly blurred the line of sight between each other. Louis subconsciously stepped on the pedal of the power cabin. The car burst forward. He shocked back, and the car stopped again.
He lowered his head, looked at the dense holes in his chest, touched his neck pierced by a shot, blood invaded his palm, and life was leaving him quickly. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a guy in a windbreaker, hat and sunglasses come down from the car and throw a bag of silvery things into the car. He knows those things, which are the tokens he made during this time, 500 yuan tokens.
In the last few seconds of his life, when his eyes had become dim and even his breath seemed to be empty, he heard a word.
"Mr. durin asked me to say hello to you!"
Several murders broke out suddenly in the city. The whole police station was busy. The operator in the hall hardly had a minute''s rest. Just as the phone was put down, the bell rang again soon.
Either someone here was assassinated in the street, or the house there was on fire, or someone''s wallet was taken away by several young people. The city, which had been quiet for almost a week, suddenly became lively on the last night of the week, as if these people had agreed to commit crimes collectively on this day. There are police cars carrying the police to leave the police station. The number of police in the police station on weekends will not be much, and it is even less now.
In addition to some clerks and operators, there are only six or seven policemen on their inseparable posts.
At this time, a young man in postman''s uniform came in with a handbag. He was wearing a duck tongue hat with a low brim, but he could still see the postman from the perspective of the front desk operator. He was very handsome, and then the first and only idea of the operator''s young lady.
"Hello, beautiful lady, here''s a parcel for..." the young postman looked at the information on the handbag, "it''s for the police chief, and asked him to sign it in person."
Originally, the postman''s work was over. The operator lady would inform the police chief and then she would sign on her behalf. But when she was about to say something, the phone rang again. She smiled apologetically and picked up the phone.
The postman pointed to the closed door. The operator hesitated and finally nodded. She was really busy, and the young man didn''t look like a bad man.
The young man smiled at her, making her feel some heat on her cheeks.
At this time, the chief of the police station is on the phone. All kinds of emergencies continue to appear in the city, which has affected the normal life of residents. Complaints continue to call the police station, even the state police investigation bureau. His boss is seeking his explanation. Why does nano lindes suddenly have so many cases.
At this time, the door was knocked. He said to come in with his hand over the microphone, and then accidentally watched a postman come in with a handbag. He soon didn''t care about the young postman, but stood up, stood sideways by the window, looked at the scenery outside the window, and explained in a low voice.
He saw the young man take out a list and a pen and sign for him. He went over to pick up the pen and lowered his head at the position pointed by the postman. At the moment, the receiver in his hand suddenly fell to the ground. He slowly raised his hands and kept the posture of bending down. A lot of sweat was secreted on his smooth forehead.
"Mr. durin asked me to say hello to you!"
The young postman pointed a gun at his head.
The next moment, with a soft sound from Xiu, the police chief lay heavily on the table, and then slid to the ground of the table.
The young man took out his handkerchief, wiped the blood stains on his chest, and then straightened his hat. He poured the silver white token with five white denominations in his handbag on the dead police chief and calmly left the police station.