Chapter 296: cover

Chapter 296 Covering
The old driver of the taxi can hardly believe this kind of rhetoric. He shook the window and watched the man suspiciously: "Sir, if you don't come out after you go in, what should I do? You also look Not like someone who can live here."
The old driver can be cut off at the police station door, it is impossible to doubt!
"What are you talking about? I am the master here! Hey!" The man frowned and snorted: "You wait."
After all, he went straight to the pillar in front of the gate and pressed the doorbell here - if nothing happened to him, he would not have to sit back with a taxi.
On the way, he asked the driver to borrow the phone, but he couldn't get through Edgar's phone, which made him feel uneasy.
The doorbell rang for a while, but there was no movement. The driver of the taxi has got out of the car and walked towards the man. "Sir, I don't think there will be any reaction to you." However, the free taxi is not so good to sit, you know?"
"What do you want to do?" The man snorted.
Perhaps it is because he has always been in a high position. Under such a drink, the driver of the taxi suddenly changed his face and stopped his own pace.
The man felt that his own momentum overwhelmed the other side, and could not help but sneer. Unexpectedly, at this time, the driver of the taxi did not say anything, then turned and rushed back to his car, directly reversing, turned around and turned on the horsepower, rushing to the original way.
The man stunned... He didn't feel that he could scare people into this. The man turned subconsciously and saw the iron gate of the door. At this time, a guy wearing a white suit but stained with blood was lying here.
His arm passed through the iron gate, just supporting his body... but his head hangs down and his body does not move.
Seeing this look, the man was shocked. He suddenly understood why the driver was so flustered.
The man daringly walked to the front of the gate, lifted the man's head, and quickly recognized the name of the man - what happened to the manor?
This is what he is eager to know! The man pushed hard and found that the gate was not locked. He couldn’t hesitate. He bit his teeth and took a pistol from the body of the corpse. After swallowing his mouth, he slowly touched the manor.
Along the way, men saw a lot of bodies - and these bodies were all the bodies of his men!
This luxurious villa in the manor is quiet at this time.
Pushing the door open and not seeing the figure, the man could not help but shouted loudly: "Edgar! Edgar! Are you there? Edgar! Are you there?"
Peng Long -!
Like the sound of something hit, the man suddenly turned around, the pistol pointed to his front, and said: "Who!"
"Ah... young master!" But I saw a man holding his arm and leaning against the corner, slowly standing up. "You are fine, that's great!"
"Hey! I finally saw a living." The man smiled and quickly came up and helped the guy. "Tell me, what happened here..."
But his speech has not been finished, it came to his very familiar, his old housekeeper's voice!
"Sir! You are here!"
I saw Edgar hurriedly walked down the corridor. The clothes on his body are very messy, only the hairstyle seems to be chaotic... "Fortunately, you have nothing! I woke up and found the body of Ye Feimu and his people in the study, sir, you killed. Let's go!"
"I?" The man glanced at him with a very confused look. The brain was like a spider's silk. He couldn't understand it. "Edgar, you listen to me, I have been here for a few days..."
"Hey! Sir, I don't think it's about these things right now." The old housekeeper said: "I have already informed Bruupov and told him what happened here. Listen, Mr. Bruppov means that only Will give us half an hour, let us clean up here."
"Brubov?" The man is even more puzzled: "Wait, I came to Moscow this time to see Brubov seeking cooperation, but when did I see him?"
"Hey! My poor gentleman, did you talk to Bruupov once before the first auction, and set a plan to get rid of Yefim?" The old housekeeper frowned at this time. Head: "Is it because of the impact of the grenade explosion, which makes you remember?"
The man glanced... Intuition told him that there were some things that he explained and that he was very surprised. He instinctively wanted to figure out what was going on in the middle of this, and he was going to speak.
But at this time, he suddenly had a feeling of dizziness.
This faint sensation caused him to suddenly flash a lot of pictures - like a movie, and it was a 120-frame picture.
The man then fell into a coma.
"Sir! Sir! Sir!!"
......
Feeling a little pain on the face, Yeergo woke up leisurely, and when he opened his eyes, he even saw a face that he could not be familiar with.
"Mr. Victor!" Yelgo happily grabbed Victor's arm: "Great! You're fine! I've been looking for you! Where did they turn you off!"
A glimpse of Victor, subconsciously thought: It seems that the man of the manor has never told Yergo his own movements, but only keeps him shut.
"Calm down." Victor patted Yelgo's shoulder. "My things will wait until I say, can you tell me what happened here?"
"Hey! I don't know the bottom. It seems that I have been attacked here. I just escaped with chaos. I was planning to find you!" Yelgo said as he said, "Mr. Victor, there are too many possessions here." The firearms, but also a lot of people! I think we should be anxious as soon as possible..."
"Yergo!" Unexpectedly, Victor yelled aloud at this moment: "Those things you said, I will wait until I say. I just tell you, what is this guy?"
Victor reached for a finger.
Yeergo couldn’t help but look around and saw that in this chaotic room, there was a body that fell to the ground.
Gray-like corpse-like body, and the black blood in the mouth, his face is more blood vessels, it is extremely scary!
This is the guy who...the murderer!
Yergo finally remembered clearly, something that happened before... This guy seems to have become extremely terrible after he has hit something on his body. Yeergo is not sure what the man is going into the body, but obviously not a good guy!
But... how did this guy die?
Yeergo could not help but secretly. He knew that he must have been in a state of being too dangerous, and instinctively entered a state that he had been unwilling to let people know.
Once in that state, he will lose his mind, and he can't think of anything he has done... It won't be, when he loses his reason, use that horrible power to kill this guy?
Yeergo looked at the traces of this guy who were obviously out of the claws of the thing... It seems, perhaps, only to come to this conclusion.
Thinking about his loss of reason, it will cause some experience of terror and destruction, Yeergo can hardly deny this conclusion.
"This guy, are you killed?" Victor asked, frowning.
Yeergo hesitated. "I think... maybe, I don't remember very well. Sir, you know, I passed out and couldn't remember."
"Fortunately for you." Victor nodded, but suddenly said: "However, about this corpse, you should not talk to others for the time being, don't mention it in the report. This body, I will find someone to deal with In short, for this body, you must keep it secret."
Seeing Victor's face look solemn, Yeergo hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to nod.
He got up and got up, "Right, Mr. Victor, they didn't do anything to you?"
Victor smiled. He looked at the young guy and knew that he really cared about himself. He couldn’t help but moderate: "It’s okay, things are solved."
"Solution, solved??"
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When Yergo walked out of the room, he discovered that the manor did not know when, a lot of policemen came... But it didn't seem to be like in his memory, there are many, many bodies here.
Only four bodies were placed in the hall of the villa.
There is only one body in it, the man of this manor... and the identity is just a gardener. As for the other three, it was Ye Feimu, and earlier, the two gangsters who had robbed Yefim.
What exactly happened?
Yeergo baby, a white face is so aggressive...
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"are you feeling better?"
Vika took Vera to a grove away from the manor, where she found a creek and put her to the side to rest - in fact he was really cumbersome, for the warrior is the keyboard and code of the fighters This kind of manual labor is terrible.
"Okay."
Vera nodded and recovered a little strength.
Vikson sighed and sat on the grass. "I just heard the sound of the siren. It is estimated that the police are coming. Fortunately, we are going fast, otherwise it is really troublesome!"
"Fortunately, you will give you a salary." Vera smiled and extended her fist.
Vikka also extended his fist, so he gently knocked on Vera's fist, and the two smiled.
"Right, help me get some water, I have to wipe my face, just put a lot of paint on my face." Vera remembered what she said.
Although I know that this young lady has paid a salary to her boss, she is actually a very beautiful person, but Vika can’t help but say,
My lady, when is your face colored, at most It’s dusty.

"No?" Willa stunned.
She subconsciously touched her face, and apparently there was a feeling of discomfort and a rough feeling of the pigment attached to it. "I really have no pigment on my face? I am talking about white paint!"
"No!"
Vera frowned, then quickly stretched out, suddenly blinked and said happily: "H, I think I know, what kind of tricks they use, from the museum, the "nameless girl" silently I stole it."
"Ah? Are you still thinking about this?"
Vicat... Vikal rolled his eyes.
(End of this chapter)