Book of Gods and Demons

99 Palm Street is in a mess.

The flowers and grass in the yard were completely shattered, and broken wood and leaves were scattered all over the ground. Under the ravages of rainstorm, it became more and more messy and withered.

Imperial army soldiers blocked the two blocks nearby, especially all the residents on Palm Street. Soldiers were stationed at the gates and back doors of each house, and they were strictly forbidden to move in and out.

Vito's bodyguards spread to the range of seven or eight blocks nearby, wandering around, and found familiar gang members, as well as various unscrupulous citizens who took part in the door, and asked them for all useful news.

Director Stein personally led the team and rushed to the scene with a group of experienced detectives and police officers.

Ms. Show Boll, who was weeping bitter tears, was huddled on the sofa in the lobby on the first floor, supported by several tall and strong female police officers.

The tall and beautiful Ms. Soupol was wrapped in a velvet nightgown, and her hands tightly grasped a kraft paper envelope. She used too much force, causing the back of her white hand to have a The roots are all protruding.

"Zhahir, Zhahir, wu wu...my dear little elk!" Xiu Boer said upside down: "He said good news for me, he said our future happiness With protection..."

"Why is this, why is this?" Xiu Boer's face was full of tears, and the whole person was in collapse.

Qiao was bare-legged, leaning against the door frame of the lobby on the first floor, his body was steaming, and on his wet clothes and hair, there was a constant white gas coming out of naked eye. .

Several detectives rushed up and down with the police, carefully investigating the scene.

A female police officer brought up a cup of hot chocolate, and the two female police officers helped Xiu Bool to drink the fragrant and delicious cup of hot chocolate.

Saubols expression is much better, and her mental state is obviously normal. She curled up on the sofa, looking at the police officers around her, and then looking at the outside yard from time to time. The iron-gray silhouette, in the previously scattered and unrelated green eyes, a faint expression gradually emerged.

Wearing a short cloak, a small dress, and a small round hat, Tulum Port Level 1 Police Lieutenant, Senior Inspector Dorrent holds a small notebook in his left hand, and a pencil in his right hand , Approaching Xiu Boer with a smile.

Dorrent is not tall, he is born with a beaming round face, round eyes, round nose, small round mouth, gentle and approachable temperament. As he approached, Saubol looked at him seriously, shrank back slightly, and tolerated his approach.

A police officer moved a chair and placed it next to the sofa. Dorrent smiled and nodded to Showball: "Ms. Showball, can I sit here?"

Do not wait for Xiu Boer to speak, Dorrent has sat on the chair calmly.

"You must be strong...because our experienced female police doctor told me that you are pregnant when we examined your wound just now." Dorrent looked at Xiu Boer with a gentle expression: "So, please must be strong... for the child in your belly, okay?"

Xiu Boer stared wide-eyed suddenly, she looked at Dorrent in disbelief, and then whispered Shouted: "Oh, my little elk... the great Mu, the benevolent Muteste, I have a child... Zahirs child!"

"Its Zahir Your child." Dorrent sighed softly, "Unfortunately, Your Excellency Zahir didn't know the good news... So, we should avenge him, right?"

From the messy, weak and helpless expression before, gradually became resolute and strong.

Although she is only a small woman, she has the tough life force unique to a nobody at the bottom. Especially at this moment, the child in her belly brings her inexplicable strength and courage.

Put down the kraft paper envelope in his hand, Xiu Boer's slender hands, cautiously pressed on his belly. She looked at Dorrent seriously and asked him in a low voice: "You can find the murderer, can't you?"

"We need your help. Without your help, it would be difficult for us to find the murderer. _ecause, until now, we have almost nothing to know about the situation of His Excellency Zahir in Port Tulum. Dorrent gradually increased his tone, and he said to Xiu Boer very seriously: Only With your help, we can find usable clues."

Joe put his hands on his chest and watched quietly the exchange between Dorrent and Soupol.

Dorrents answering skills are worth learning from Joe, but Joe believes that no matter how hard he tries, he is also impossible to have the affinity of Inspector Dorent. If it was Qiao who rushed to Xiu Boer, she would yell "Help," and then slap Joe's face with a paw?

However, Joe can understand Xiuper's mood at the moment.

What a beautiful and lovely Young Lady, but encountered such a thing.

Thinking of the battle strength shown by the tall silhouette before, Joe couldn't help but feel a numb scalp, and at the same time an inexplicable anger rushed into his heart.

Fuder of the Kaban family, after being abused by the people led by Longinus for a while, he never confessed.

But when his father, mother, his brother sisters, and even with the close cooperation of the Kaban family, his two little lovers were brought to him by the church Knight, and then After being tossed into a pool of humanoid flesh and blood in just a quarter of an hour, Fu Del's psychological defense finally collapsed completely.

Zhahir, the editor-in-chief of the "Tulum Port Post", a downturned little nobleman from Imperial Capital, behind him stands a nobleman with a wrist Heavenspan.

In order to better sell the slaves of the Kaban family, Fu Del has repeatedly advertised in the "Tulum Port Post", and tried his best to promote how excellent the slaves of the Kaban family are and how popular they are .

As soon as he came and went, Fu Del became friends with Zahir, and Zahir, consciously or unconsciously, revealed his huge connections in Imperial Capital and his scary background.

The Kaban family, even the Kaban family of one of the Seven-member Committee of Tulum Port, is only a small existence in the entire Durham Empire.

Yes, the Kaban family has money, but what about money?

The Duke of Rose, the Duke of Jiaxijia and the Governor of the Imperial Southern Special Zone, this Southern Special Zone alone, in addition to the trading hub of Tulum Port, has three other provinces under the jurisdiction of the Duke of Rose.

The entire southern region of the empire, both in population and area, only accounted for about 30% of the southern empire.

The huge Durham Empire also has more extensive and more populous territory.

For example, the northern cold region with nearly 100 provinces, the western plateau territory with nearly 60 provinces in the adjacent highlands, the eastern plain with densely populated and developed industries and nearly 80 provinces, The forest territory, and the most traditional empire, the origin of the Durham Empire, has nearly 30 provinces in the central Everglades territory.

Apart from this, the Durham Empire still has dozens of large and small islands on the northern ice ocean; overseas, it has seized more than a dozen large and populous colonies in recent years.

A huge empire, a powerful empire, like a giant beast, coiling around in the hinterland of the MiddleLand continent.

The Kaban family is rich and rich; powerful and powerful.

But a trifling, the Kaban house in Tulum Harbor, is really just a tiny ant compared to the entire Durham Empire.

The Cabans family can call the wind and summon the rain in Tulum Port, and the Cabans family is just the most unremarkable and lowest-ranked one among the empires Junker chaebol nobles. Junker's just.

In the mouth of the upper-class nobles of the empire, the Caban family can probably get such an evaluation'Just walked out of the mountains of Jiasijia Island, smelly with sheep mutton, robbers and bandits. Descendants, the southern hillbillies who are clumsily learning to dress and eat'!

Then, there is a high probability that those upper-class nobles will add a sentence-'Among all the southern hillbillies, they are also the lowest grade...uncivilized hillbilly'!

Zhahir is an imperial capital aristocrat who has fallen into the family, but his ancestors used to be rich. He has a relationship with Imperial Capital, has connections, has a backing, and he is very influential!

Fu Del has ambitions.

He wants to be the Helmsman of the Kaban family.

He wants the Caban family to go one step further, from the'Little Junker' who called the wind and summon the rain in Tulum Port, to the'big capacity' that can affect the economy of several provinces. Grams'.

Even if possible, it would be perfect to replace the "Rong" in front of the family name into the noble "Feng".

In front of Fu Del, Zahir showed his influence.

Fuder commissioned Zahir to do some things. For example, some of Fuders confidants were inserted into the police, customs, and tax bureaus of the province next door to Tulum Port. Let Fu Deer do some small transactions in private, enough to flow around in Tulum Port unimpeded.

With the extremely high efficiency, Zahir used the efficiency that made Fu Deer horrified, and successfully arranged Fu Deer's people to the position he wanted.

He is just the editor-in-chief of the "Tulum Port Post", but he can intervene in the personnel appointments of the provinces next to Tulum Port!

Zhahir's power and influence shocked Fu Del.

The two gradually changed from ordinary customer relationships to friends and then close friends. When the two of them had a deep friendship, Zahir told Fu Del very frankly that he was standing behind him. Capital is the highest great character in the noble circle.

Zhahir told Fu Del that he was ordered to come to Tulum Port to make friends, develop power, raise funds, collect supplies, and expand influence for the great character of Imperial Capital.

This time also at the order of Zahir, Fu Del was responsible for helping cover and cooperating with a group of highlanders.

When Fu Del couldn't resist the tyrannical methods of the Church Knights, and finally confessed Zahir, Zahir was immediately killed.

With a cigar in his mouth, Major General Duolong, who was not dripping all over, approached Joe's side.

"Imperial Capitals great character, court swordsmanship, and the almost complete power of the Great Swamp Shadow Wolf." Major General Duolong breathed out thick smoke, said solemnly: "Such a quick killing. Sure enough, it is the means of Imperial Capitals great character."

Major General Duolong heavily patted Joes arm: "Joe, you have done a good job...but, be careful in the future. Must be careful. The great character of Imperial Capital is generally very small."

Qiao looked at Major General Duolong in astonishment, and angrily spit out an swear word.