"It is said that Santis has a channel to make money here, so I came to him, but he died. Oh, money, damn guy, Lord Bruce must find that robber." Tang Feifan said indignantly.

"Since it has nothing to do with you, Mr. Merry, go and do it!" Bruce waved his hand, not even looking at Tang Feifan.

Tang Feifan also left with tactfulness, and it would be too obvious if he didn't leave.

Although with Bruce's wisdom, you can definitely guess that Santis' death is not simple, as far as the clues are concerned, it can be treated as robbers. At that time, it will be nothing more than strengthening patrols in the city for a few days and then returning to its original state. This kind of drama has been staged countless times in the Holy City of Donghe. Even Bruce still has no way to stop it.

The clue was broken, and Tang Feifan returned to his home. Although unfortunately Laixi was gone, the house was indeed much cleaner and nothing was lost.

Tang Feifan was not in a hurry and asked the Haoge family to slow down for two days. So he began to practice. With the operation of Jingyu Art, the true energy increased slightly, and over time, fundamental changes could occur.

At night, the door was knocked.

After Tang Feifan opened the door, he realized that it was Laixi who was here. He was wearing a coat and leather boots, his face was pale with cold, and only his red lips were like wintersweet in the snow, delicate and charming.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Tang Feifan took the initiative to hug Laixi into his arms. While kissing Laixi's lips, he closed the door and walked in with Laixi in his arms.

"What are you doing?" Tang Feifan said with his arms around Laixi and sat on the blanket.

Laixi was lying on the blanket, resting her head on Tang Feifan's thighs, allowing Tang Feifan's hands to restlessly on her.

"I have to work too!" Lacey said lightly.

"Narcos hasn't driven you away yet?" Tang Feifan said in surprise.

"If you want, I can become an unemployed vagrant at any time." Lacey didn't seem to care much.

"Do you still want to kill me now?" Tang Feifan asked again.

Lacey just shook her head.

"Why, did you fail twice?"

"tired."

It was just a word, but Tang Feifan could indeed see her fatigue from her face.

"That happens to be the right time for you tonight!"

...

After a while of tossing, Laixi's chest undulates, and she lies on Tang Feifan and stops moving.

"I ask you, what are the prerequisites for killing?" Tang Feifan asked.

After a long time, Lacey didn't answer, as if she was asleep.

"The right time, place, and people."

"Time is the right time. Time is very important, and location is the right place. If you are in a certain place, it is equivalent to being at your own home court. If you are at the opponent's home court, you will be very passive. In addition to the killer himself, you must also choose the right opponent. Facts have proved that choosing the opponent is really important, right?"

Lacey in her arms had no movement, but she just adjusted her posture sometimes.

...

The next morning, Tang Feifan prepared breakfast for Laixi and left, and drove all the way to Fudeyiburg.

"Santis was killed, and our clues were broken." Narcos said lightly, not seeming to care much about this clue.

This reminded Tang Feifan of the royal family of the Tianlong Dynasty, but it was obvious that neither the Alz Empire nor the August Empire could do that, because they faced many nobles and the powerful Sun God Sect.

"Give me all the information about Santis, I'll check it out."

Narcos met his request and also gave him a glass of wine.

...

"Have you noticed that the small yard where Santis died was bought in the past two days, and the price was much lower than that of ordinary places. It seems impossible in that location." Tang Feifan said.

"So, what are you going to say?"

"I want to say that the person who sold it to Santis must be an accomplice. Maybe he can get some interesting news from him." Tang Feifan smiled.

The seller was named Newt, a merchant from the Augur Empire. He was well-known in the Western continent because his relationship network was very large and closely related to many nobles.

...

Tang Feifan set out again and drove towards a small yard in the dark mist.

Leo, Mead and his men were still locked inside, and outside were guarding people from the Eternal Sect, serving meals on time.

It’s not that they had thought about running away, but the risk of doing so was too great. No matter how Leo encouraged him, he wouldn’t try it.

Mead got up early. Although this was his territory, he had already died in name only. He slept poorly. As soon as he closed his eyes, he could think of Tang Feifan's cold face.

"Why are you getting up so early?" Tang Feifan arrived and greeted him.

"No, I didn't sleep much." Mead was worried, but he didn't dare to say it.

"Santis is dead, a businessman who knows about the Aven Rock incident."

Mead was finally moved, but he quickly calmed down and went back.

"Although being locked up here is boring, a waste of time and uncomfortable, at least you won't die."

Newt specializes in jewelry and jewelry business, and has a lot of contact with noble ladies. Not only does he make a lot of money, but he also has more networks of relationships. Even Santis can only do business with him politely.

The difference is that Newt has a large manor, which has hired many servants. No matter where you look, it is not inferior to the mansions of small and medium-sized aristocrats. At the same time, he is also a battle for aristocrats' qualifications.

Newt's breakfast was very rich. In addition to steak, there were milk bread and a pile of fruit. Four servants stood aside, waiting for New York's orders.

After breakfast, Newt came to his study, which was one of the few times he enjoyed absolute tranquility, because he had instructed the people below to not quarrel after he entered the study.

"Grandpa Newt's life is so comfortable, I don't want to leave."

As the sound came out, a man in black robe appeared from behind the bookshelf.

Newt was stunned for a moment, and was about to scream, but immediately felt a chill coming from his neck. He lowered his head slightly and realized that there was a dagger around his neck.

"If you want to survive, just give me a little less voice." Tang Feifan said.

"Who are you!" Newt lowered his voice, looking at Tang Feifan with a gloomy and angrily expression.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is, how can a rich man like Mr. Newt have a poor friend?"

"What do you mean!" Newt narrowed his eyes.

"What I mean is that Santis doesn't seem to have any intersection with you. Master Newt is not a very generous person. How could he sell the house to such a person? It would be like giving it for free!"

"Hmph, that has nothing to do with you. What do you want to do?"

"I just want to ask a question, why?" Tang Feifan pressed the knife's hand and increased his strength.
Chapter completed!