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five minutes later.

He found the car.

The car was parked in the dark with no headlights, and the interior of the car was pitch black, making it impossible to see at all.

Obama didn't care either and walked over.

"Pol"

"you're in the car"

"I have arrived."

He asked a question.

No one answered inside.

It's not the car that Obama stopped.

Counting again, the third car in the fourth row is this car! "Ball"

"Are you in the car?"

"It's me, we just spoke."

He got a little closer.

There seemed to be a figure in the car, sitting still.

I didn't see why I didn't speak. Obama finally came over.

He knocked on the door, but there was no response, he opened the door.

Pfft! The man in the car leaned towards him.

"Pol"

Obama hurriedly supported the other party, and then he realized that something was wrong.

He smelled a pungent bloody smell.

His hands were also wet with blood.

Auba was startled and hurried back.

As a result, I tripped over something and sat on the ground.

He was sitting on something.

I touched it, picked it up, and turned on the phone light.

In his left hand, he held a dagger.

Oba was at a loss for a moment. What was going on? At this moment, lights all around suddenly came on.

Then there was the sound of snapping pictures.

Who is taking the photo Auba jumped with a dagger.

Opposite him, stood a group of people.

"Oba!"

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"Why are you holding a dagger in your hand?"

In the crowd, a man walked out with a smile.

"Marty"

"Why are you here"

"It's you right?"

Obama asked a question, and suddenly responded.

He fell for Marty's trick, he tricked himself into here, and also framed himself.

"Oba!"

"I just passed by here."

"What happened to the man on the ground, you killed him"

Marty wouldn't admit anything, just a look of astonishment.

Obama's face suddenly changed.

Murder is a serious crime in the country, and even his status as a member of parliament cannot protect him.

He bowed his head.

There was a man lying under his feet with a hole in his chest.

His face was pale, his eyes were wide open, and he had long since lost his breath.

He didn't know the man, but the man was definitely dead.