Chapter 191: Killing

Du Di'an didn't speak, silently smelled the smell of the three of Barton and left. After they walked out of the Moulin Rouge, he immediately pointed to the girl's wet coat, and then turned and left involuntarily. 360 search literati bookstore to read the latest chapter of this book

The white cat mask girl froze for a moment, stomped her feet, and could only continue to wait in place.

Du Dian squeezed into the crowd, bypassed the girl's sight, left the ballroom, and came outside the Moulin Rouge, and soon saw a carriage with the flag of the Milan family parked on the side of the road, sitting in front of the carriage A coachman and two knights are waiting for their young master.

The light in the ballroom was dim before, so the girl didn't notice the difference, but the light outside was bright. Du Di'an knew that it was difficult for him to hide from the eyes of the two knights with a coat alone. As they stared at the street, they quickly went down the steps, came to the carriage on the other side of the street, opened the door, and got into the carriage.

"Come on." In the carriage, Barton saw Du Dian getting on the bus, and asked, looking a little nervous, and said, "What should I do next?"

Du Dian didn't speak, glanced at Vikander who fainted next to him, and said to Kruen who was sitting outside in the driver's seat, "Leave here first and go to Tel Street."

"Tell Street?" Kruen was startled, it was the site of the courthouse. Seeing that Du Dian didn't explain, he didn't ask any more, and drove away with a whip.

Tel Street was far from Lido Street, and arrived two hours later. Vikander woke up on the way, but just as he regained some consciousness, he was knocked unconscious again by Du Dian. (Reading novels for free is at Wenren Bookstore)

Du Di'an found a remote alley, and when there were few people left and right, he helped Vikander to get out of the car and slapped him on the back. Even if someone noticed, they would only think that it was a few drunk nobles who got drunk in the car. , wants to vomit on the side of the road.

After entering the alley, Du Dian helped Vikander to the deepest part of the alley, which is far away from the road, the probability of being discovered by passers-by is low, and the sounds of pedestrians on the side of the road are not too harsh.

Holding Vikander in a comfortable side-lying position, Du Dian covered him with the lighter-smelling garbage in the alley. The first was to avoid being seen, and the second was to maintain his body temperature to prevent premature exposure. Freeze up.

After doing this, Du Dian turned around and left the alley. The passers-by who had just passed by had already gone far, and no one would stop and watch others vomit, so no one noticed that two people went in, but only one came out.

Back in the carriage, Du Dian put on Vikander's coat and said to Barton and Joseph, "You wait here. If he wakes up, he pretends to touch the porcelain to attract the attention of passersby."

"What is touch porcelain?" Barton asked curiously.

Du Di'an snorted, explained it, and taught several methods.

Barton and Joseph came to their senses and kept it in mind.

"Attention?" Joseph asked.

Du Di'an said, "He will feel ashamed and leave you behind. The queen is reborn, and there is no pop-up window, so don't bother you too much. He will leave as soon as he wants. The purpose is to let others notice that he is here."

Barton and Joseph looked at each other, nodded and said, "Got it."

After the two got off the carriage, Du Di'an said to Kruen, "Go to Tell 6th Street."

Klein didn't ask much, and fully assumed the role of the coachman, driving the carriage away.

"In front of No. 12." Du Dian pointed in the direction.

The carriage quickly stopped in front of Room 12 on the 6th Street of Tell. This is a small manor. Behind the fence is a lawn. In the middle of the lawn is a chic and elegant hut. There is a huge fruit tree on the side of the house. 's fruit.

Du Di'an smelled two smells in the house, as well as another familiar smell. This was the smell of Hollet, and this house was also Hollet's home.

Putting on the mask, Du Di'an stepped forward and knocked on the door. After a while, the door was pushed open. A beautiful woman in her thirties opened the door and was shocked when she saw Du Di'an wearing a mask at the door.

"Who are you?" he asked in surprise.

"The person who came to investigate at the trial." Du Di'an said in a low voice, "I need to borrow your husband's relics."

The beautiful woman glanced at him suspiciously, but still said, "Come in."

Du Di'an nodded, put on his slippers and entered the house, looked around and found out the structure of the house. Another smell was in the upstairs room, which was Hollet's youngest son.

"What kind of relic do you want?" The beautiful woman who closed the door and followed Du Di'an looked at Du Di'an. She always felt a little weird and asked Du Di'an suspiciously.

Du Di'an looked back at her and said softly, "My wife is your husband's most precious relic, right?"

The beautiful woman was startled, looked at Du Di'an in surprise, and said, "You, are you not from the court?"

Du Di'an said, "What your husband committed, he used his own life to make up for it, but at the same time he made up for it, but at the same time he caused me a little trouble because of his death, so I can only ask you to help him fill it out. Got into this hole."

Hearing this, the beautiful woman stepped back, widened her eyes, and looked at the masked figure in horror. She didn't expect that the murderer who killed her husband, whom she had been searching for, was actually standing in front of her, her body stunned. Gently trembling, afraid and angry, he said, "I, what kind of hatred does my husband have with you, why did you kill him, you devil, you are not afraid of the punishment of the trial..."

Du Di'an didn't wait for her to continue talking, she quickly shot, covered her mouth, and whispered, "I will give you a good time, it will not be as painful as your husband's death, and begging me to kill him bitterly." Said After finishing, the arm twisted, and with a click, the beautiful woman's neck snapped.

Du Di'an's expression was gloomy, and she slowly laid her body on the ground, ready to go upstairs quietly, when he suddenly heard a very light humming sound from upstairs, his footsteps paused slightly, and his face was a bit ugly, he stopped. , turned around and grabbed the rag on the table, wiped the place where his fingers touched the chin and lips of the beautiful woman, then took out the necklace in his pocket and threw it on the ground in an inconspicuous place.

After finishing all this, he was about to leave when suddenly, the humming voice wandered to the stairs, stuck out his head from there, and shouted, "Hey!" It seemed like a prank, and jumped out in vain to be scary.

Du Dian's body froze and looked at him.

This is a **-year-old child with short flaxen hair. His face is full of naughty smiles, but it freezes. When he sees his mother lying on the floor in the living room, there is already a strange figure in the living room wearing a mask. Jue's head banged, a little blank, and froze in place.

In Du Di'an's mind, countless thoughts flashed, and the first reaction was to kill someone, but soon, he remembered in vain that he was still wearing a mask, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He still turned around and left quickly, opened the door, changed his shoes, grabbed the slippers he wore, ran to the carriage outside, and let Kruen drive away. (. If you like this work, you are welcome to come and vote, your support is my biggest motivation. .