Vol 3 Chapter 478: : The death of Gala

Hey!
Du Di'an took a copy of his hand and instantly grabbed the newspaper again. His eyes fixed on the newspaper in this corner. "At 72, Ives Street, the host and his wife committed suicide by poison. They suspected that the dispute with their neighbors caused depression..."
He looked at it word by word, read it over and over again, and the word was not bad.
His palms trembled slightly, including every breath of air, with a burning scent!
Hey!
He got up and grabbed his fingers and crushed all the newspapers on the table, including the consortium newspaper in his hand.
Next to Neuss, Dudian looked so angry, scared, looked at him with surprise, followed Du Dean for so long, he had never seen this boy so angry, even when he was insulted in prison, there was no Such anger and killing!
"You stay here." Du Dian said coldly, and strode away from the office.
The eagle eye that just returned from the incident happened to hit Du Di'an in the corridor. He just wanted to say hello. He suddenly noticed that the master's atmosphere was wrong. He was very careful and said: "Adult, that person has already finished processing, are you?"
"I went out for a trip." Du Dian stepped forward, passing by him, rolling the wind across the face of the eagle's eye, let the man feel the chill, especially Du Di'an's second half of the sentence, "Don't let anyone follow me, otherwise, there is no return!"
The sound has fallen, and people have walked out of the corridor like a phantom.
The eagle's eyes groaned and turned to look at it, only to see Du Dian's corner in the corridor.
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Out of the manor, Du Dian rode a fast horse. This is a red-brown horse. It is also a horse dedicated to the 'Standin' family behind the ninth district. Seeing the flag of Ma Ruqi, you can go to the outer wall area without showing any identification, even if it is strictly guarded. The heart of the business district.
drive!
The horse is flying, like a red dust, leaving quickly.
An hour or so, Du Di'an came to the heart of the business district. It was bustling and bustling. The streets were full of shops, full of people, pedestrians on the roadside, and traffic jams.
He came to a station, rolled over and threw the rope to the waiter who ran up and confessed: "Take care of it." Then he turned and walked into the street and mixed into the crowd.
In the bustling crowd, he quickly left the street and went to the adjacent street. He quickly knelt his face along the way, changed another face, grabbed a passerby by himself, and stunned him. Into the alley, peel off the clothing on his body. After disguising, this turned over the alley and quickly left here to the other side of the central area.
A few quarters later, Du Di'an came to the address 72 on Ives Street. He suddenly saw a beautiful villa with a spacious and beautiful environment standing in front. Outside the manor, a carriage of a trial center was parked, steel reinforcement. The body, full of iron and blood, is now a trial knight leaning against her side, holding bread in her hand and chewing in a depressed mood.
Inside the manor, there is a hot figure that seems to be busy.
From the air, Du Di'an smelled the pungent smell and the rot of the body. Even after the dilution of the air, it didn't linger for a long time. Even the ordinary people's sense of smell could easily be heard, but there was no him. This is so strong that you can go deep into the lungs and go deep into the bone marrow.
Du Di'an's heart sank, such as falling into the icy frost lake, the chill penetrated into the blood.
Hey!
He swayed and disappeared into the street.
The next moment, Du Di'an appeared on the top floor of the third floor of the manor house. He gently pushed open the skylight and slowly walked in. He suddenly saw the dusty luster in the sunshine on the third floor, apparently not cleaned for a long time.
He silently and slowly step by step to the second floor, the action is like a ghost, no sound.
Down to the second floor, I suddenly saw a mess in the living room on the second floor. The pillow on the sofa fell freely on the ground, like being robbed by a robber. In the corner of the living room, there is a new textile machine, the light beam shines, and the dust is floating.
At that moment, the hot figure in the villa is busy on the first floor, as if carrying something, making a drag.
Du Dian bit his lip slightly and walked silently to the stairs. He suddenly saw a trial knight wearing a layer of gloves and a mask, and his nose was bulging. It seemed that the mask was not enough to block the breath. He was half-squatting on the ground, kept retreating, and carrying both hauling things, it was a dead body, a severely decaying body!
The corpse was inflated, there were corpse spots, all the scars on the cheeks were cut by the sharp edges, the blood at the ears was there, the ears were gone, the clothes were cut off, the whole body was stripped, the naked body, the towering chest And the belly, all the whip marks, it is not difficult to imagine what kind of torture has been suffered.
At the moment of seeing the face of the corpse, Du Di'an's brain slammed into a blank, and stood in the same place.
This face is his adoptive mother, who is pulling! !
The last hope in his heart was also instantly lost, such as falling into the abyss, and the whole body was cold.
This villa was the place where he had ordered the people to pick up the couple after they took over. The house was transferred to the couple, so when the news was heard in the newspaper, his heart would hang up until now. It was deeply sinking and falling.
His mind is like chaos, standing in the same place.
The body of Jura was dragged by the young knight of the trial, sliding on the smooth wooden floor, and her eyes were wide open, full of panic and anger, like a sculpture, licking her neck and stair Dudyan's four eyes were opposite, and under the haul of the knight youth, they were hidden little by little from the wall next to the corridor until the whole body was dragged outside the villa.
Du Dian stayed in the same place, suddenly, his mind flashed a flash of light, thought of the conclusion in the newspaper, "suicide ... committed suicide?"
He squatted for a while, suddenly screaming, trying to laugh, but laughing.
"suicide……"
"There are so many scars on the body, the trial actually decided to commit suicide!"
He pouted and smiled, but his eyes screamed with two lines of sad tears across his cheeks. The tears rolled slowly onto the chest, and he slowly reacted, opening his mouth. It is even bigger.
But did not give a little laughter.
Just like a person who laughs to madness, he can't laugh.
Once, he thought that he would never be emotional, and he would never cry again.
But the reality dismissed his idea, and the world never gave anyone the privilege.
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