Honkai Summoning

As a family that has fought with the family of the Marquis of Monroe for countless years, it will of course be regarded as the first suspect.

But even if he was suspicious, he shouldn't appear outside the Wobbs family's manor the next morning, which would be tantamount to slapping the Wobbs family's face naked.

Even when Tranton's father died, it was only after a period of time that he symbolically asked Marquis Monroe a few words at a suitable opportunity.

"That Henry, the balance is good." Su Mo said with a smile, showing no respect for the ruler of this empire.

The two sheriffs can appear here with great fanfare, of course, there will be Trandon's enemies helping to fuel the flames, but there must be Henry's acquiescence.

He also met Tranton earlier, expressed his attitude, made some people calm down, and turned around to acquiesce to the suppression of the Wobbs family by others.This is probably the so-called emperor's mind, the way of balance.

"Alright, let's meet those two guys. I want to see what they can do to me!" Trandon let out a long sigh of relief.

In the living room, Tranton looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with a bad expression. Judging from the badges they wore on their chests, the status of the two of them in the public security bureau was quite high.

The cold expression on his face, the black clothes and the black hat can indeed give people a sense of deterrence.

"Master Wobbs..."

Bowing slightly, it was considered a salute, and one of them said, going straight to the subject, "I wonder if the death of Marquis Monroe has anything to do with you?"

"What do you mean?" Tranton's expression changed, almost unable to restrain his anger.

"Don't be angry, young master."

A sneer appeared on the face of the middle-aged man who spoke, "It's just a normal inquiry. After all, your family and the family of the Marquis of Monroe...the relationship is not very good. This is something that everyone in the imperial capital knows."

It can be seen from his title that this guy has no respect for Tranton.

"call--"

Trandon let out a sigh of relief, "It doesn't matter, if you have such spare time, why don't you investigate why my parents died."

"We're investigating, this is our internal work, so there's no need for the young master to worry about it." The man said with a half-smile, "So, young master, are you sure about what you just said?"

Tranton did not answer.

"Because I got a strange piece of news. Yesterday, your butler, er-Sebastian Garmod, he once appeared near the Marquis of Monroe's manor, and many people saw him at that time. ." The man suddenly set his eyes on Su Mo.

Trandon was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect those people to directly target Su Mo.

But if you think about it, it's quite normal.

After all, Trandon is already a marquis, and dealing with him directly is really ugly and shameless when only one person is left in the family.

Nobles still want face occasionally.

Moreover, Henry XI's meaning is also very obvious, and he is not willing to have any bad news in the imperial capital. Stability prevails.

However, the fate of a small housekeeper will not affect the overall stability of the situation.For this butler who came back with Tranton and seemed to be somewhat capable, most people felt that it would be better to directly press down such unstable factors.

What Henry XI wanted was a good boy Tlandon, not a vengeful evil Tlandon.

Chapter 32 Have you figured it out?

As for the explicit or secret enemies of the Wobbs family, they are naturally a little more radical than Henry XI.In their opinion, the good boy Trandon is nothing, only the dead Trandon is a good Trandon.

Add the two together, and it's no surprise that sheriffs come to the door with such an aggressive attitude.

After all, Tranton was just an underage child in the eyes of most people in the imperial capital—in the eyes of those behind the island, he was just a lucky kid.

For such a little devil, as long as the people who helped him are cut off, what other storms can he make?

Su Mo, the unfamiliar face who suddenly appeared beside Tranton, and who was also the housekeeper of the Wobbs family, became the first object that those people wanted to cut off.

Next, Arnold and the others will also become targets.

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Trandon couldn't help turning his head to look at Su Mo, who was standing beside him.

"Don't look at me like that, young master, you have to believe that I'm a professional. How could I be found out?" Su Mo said innocently, "Can't you see such an obvious frame up?"

After listening to Su Mo's words, Trandon couldn't help covering his face. It was still a framed word just now.

Now what you said is like admitting that you appeared outside the manor yesterday. Can you think about it?

Tranton suddenly felt that he was under a lot of pressure - to have such a demon butler on the table.

"Oh, it looks like this Mr. Carmore has admitted that he appeared near Monroe Manor yesterday." After many years as a sheriff, Gehry has a lot of experience in finding clues, and naturally he can hear Su Mo's words. Accidentally leaked meaning.

"No, did I say that?" Su Mo shamelessly denied it.

"Ha ha."

Gary Pi smiled without a smile, "Then, young master, can we invite your butler to the police station for a chat?"

"What did you say?" Tranton stood up suddenly, "You want to take my butler away?"

The nobles of the empire naturally have immunity.In the absence of tangible evidence, any noble, including honorary nobles, can refuse the sheriff to bring them to the Sheriff's Office.

Although Su Mo is not a noble, he is the steward of the Wobbs family. In a sense, or from a potential level, he is more than a hundred times higher than those honorary nobles and minor nobles.

The real housekeeper of a family represents the face of that family.

Su Mo was brought to the Public Security Bureau for the so-called "investigation", which was actually no different from Tranton being brought for investigation.

Tranton originally thought that these people were just coming to warn someone with the intention of some people.

He never thought that those people would act so decisively and viciously that they wanted to take Su Mo directly and abolish his great help.

"This person shouldn't be a noble, right? According to the laws of the empire, except for the nobles, no one can stop the sheriff's reasonable request to take him away for the sake of the empire." He said without changing his face.

"You think about it—" Tranton squeezed out a few words between his teeth.

"I think very clearly."

Gehry interrupted Trandon directly, "But Master Trandon has figured it out, so don't stop us from working normally, we will be very troubled."

"Presumably the housekeeper is not willing to cause any trouble to his master, right?"

Saying that, Gehry looked at Su Mo.

Trandon, who was behind the table, clenched his hands into fists, his fingernails were almost sunk into the flesh, he let out a sigh of air after a while, and said to Su Mo: "Then you should cooperate with the investigation, by the way, I want to eat lunch... "

After naming a few strange dishes, Trandon turned to look at Gehry again: "I think, you wouldn't let a marquis starve at home at noon, would you?"

"Oh, of course not. If Mr. Butler doesn't have time to come back, I think you can pick it up, Lord Marquis." Gary sneered in his heart, speaking calmly on the surface.

He was laughing secretly that a child is a child, and even believed that they would let the housekeeper go.

In fact, once in the sheriff's office, the new housekeeper of the Wobbs family has nothing to do with Gehry.Before coming, Gehry received at least five hints from big people. Gehry didn't think those people would let this young man named "Sebastian" go so easily.

After all, under normal circumstances, it would be extremely difficult to bring the steward of a marquis family to the Public Security Bureau for questioning, even if it was reasonable.

This time, the death of the Marquis of Monroe almost occupied the right time and place. Such an opportunity is rare, and if there is another time, I don't know when to wait.

"If I'm hungry, I'm going to be very—very grumpy, and hopefully some people can take it," Tranton said threateningly.

The smile on Gary's face stiffened a little, but soon returned to normal: "I'm just following orders, okay. Mr. Butler, have you heard your master's words? Please come with us."

Now that Tranton has compromised, it is useless for Gehry to stay here to provoke this little nobleman, and it is his task to bring people here as soon as possible.

Su Mo, who had said a word from the beginning, came back to his senses and asked, "What did you say?"

"I said, come with me." Gary said impatiently.

"Are you sure you figured it out?" Su Mo asked.

Gary sneered and said in a tone full of disdain, "Young master asked me about this just now, didn't he?"

Tranton's face was gloomy and he didn't speak.

"So, have you figured it out? The one next to you has figured it out too?" Su Mo asked.

The hands behind Gary's back were taken out, and he lifted his coat slightly—don't get me wrong, he's not a pervert.This move just revealed the flintlock pistol at the waist and a weapon similar to a modern T-bar.

This move was a clearer statement of attitude than Gehry's words, and it was countless times more arrogant.

"It seems that my colleague is in a bad mood. He is not as talkative as I am." Gehry said to Su Mo.

"Oh, now that you've figured it out..."

"Then die."

Before he finished speaking, Su Mo moved and came to the front of the two of them. He clenched his fists with his left and right hands at the same time and slammed it out.

Before the expressions on Gary's and the other's faces turned into horror, they staggered back a few steps and fell to the ground.

It can be seen that the necks of the two have become extremely strange, but they were smashed by Su Mo's throat and broken the cervical spine.

He opened his left hand forward and made a virtual grip, which gathered the souls of the two and turned it into his own life reserve. Su Mo turned his head and asked, "Master, we need more fertilizer in the garden."

Tranton's mouth was slightly open, and it took a long time to recover from the petrified state. He pointed at Su Mo: "You, why did you kill them?"

"Otherwise, it's hard for me to follow them to the public security bureau. It is estimated that more than one or two people will be killed by then." Su Mo said.

"...Do you think about what you should do next?" Trandon rubbed his eyebrows and said with an incomparable headache.

"Next, of course, we will continue to dispatch and kill those people on the list. Mrs. Liz is very efficient. I already know where many people live and what they look like." Su Mo said after thinking for a while.

"That's not what I'm talking about..."

"Which one is that?"

"It's nothing, let's go, don't forget to take these two away." Tranton felt so tired that he wouldn't dare to walk around in the garden in the future.

"Okay, young master, seven sins, come and help!"

There was a little more fertilizer in the garden, and the clothes became the "fuel" for cooking. The two people who had already figured it out suddenly vanished into the imperial capital.

As for Su Mo, he carried the "black box" that was not really used yesterday to help his young master Trandon complete this grand revenge drama.

This time, without encountering anyone who had attacked in advance, the trigger was pulled, and chaos began to spread.

However, for Su Mo, who was hundreds of years away, the chaos on that side would not affect him at all.

A day passed by like that.

For the sheriffs of the Imperial Police Department, this was the most difficult day since they took office. The mysterious death of Marquis Monroe has not been resolved yesterday. Today, three nobles died in the Imperial City.

Compared with the silent death of the Marquis of Monroe, the deaths of these three nobles can be described as "massive", their heads exploded like fireworks, and the panic it brought was far greater than the death of the Marquis of Monroe.

Now the director of the Sheriff's Office is restless.

In such a special position, he is very clear about the sins hidden under the prosperity of the imperial capital.

Three or five people die in a day, which is really not a big deal.