Kidnapping? Not important, now is a good chance to get rid of Rita.

"Rita, please, we have important things to deal with."

"What about the interview?" Rita was still holding a pen and paper, as if she didn't want to move.

"I didn't take pictures for you. You also investigated the multiple murders last time with me. You can figure out the other issues on your own. This is a kidnapping case. You can tell the difference between the serious and the serious.

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Rita bit her pen and said, "Is everything up to me?"

"It's all up to you. Remember to write it down and give it to the captain for a look. Don't reveal any secrets."

"Okay, I won't disturb you anymore." Rita stood up and gave up her seat, then gave everyone a fake smile.

I always feel that Rita's fake smile is a bit sinister, forget it, let's get down to business.

"Please, please tell me the details briefly. We will open a case registration form for you to sign and I will go to the scene to investigate."

The butler looked a little anxious, but still sat down. He must be well-educated and knew that everything should have rules and regulations.

"My name is Barron, and I am the butler of the Saul family. Our master's only son, Rory Saul, was kidnapped at home this afternoon. The kidnappers sent two extortion letters. The first one clearly asked not to call the police."

"At home? Then why did you choose to call the police?" Annick was a little surprised that a rich man could be kidnapped at home?

"Word of mouth, the port branch has recently recovered the congressman's necklaces and solved bank robberies and the recent serial murder case. My master believes in you more than he believes in the robbers."

Barron gave a valid reason.

It is true that I received 180 pounds of hush money from the MP for that necklace. I wish I could make extra money without having to work hard every time. Annick complained in his heart.

"Okay, where's the address?"

"No. 66 Marigold Street." The butler quickly gave the answer.

Rich Street is a university town near Ryder District. It is usually a gathering place for businessmen with small fortunes.

"Bell, the record is ready."

"Okay Mr. Annick, all that's left is the signature and seal."

"Sir, please sign."

Barron took the case filing form, signed the name of the reporter, and handed it over.

Sleek and elegant handwriting, the letters are all written in one stroke.

"Old sir, that's a good word. I'll stamp it for you and set off."

I dug out the seal in the drawer and found it was a bit worn. The document room of the Port Branch of the Eggsburg Police Department above was so worn that I couldn't see it clearly.

Snap, after covering it, Annick took off the epaulette on his shoulder.

"Little Bell, take off your epaulettes and let's go."

"OK."

The three of them got into the carriage. It was a luxurious carriage. The main body of the carriage was a kind of brown-red wood with aroma. The wood surface was polished to reflect light, and there was a small table inside for placing drinks and snacks.

The driver drove two solid brown horses, and the carriage started running on the road. Even so, there was not much bumps in the carriage.

"Mr. Sheriff, why did you take off your epaulettes?" the steward asked a little puzzled.

"To avoid alerting others, no one knows whether the robbers have left people watching across from your house. If the police come to your house, we can't guarantee your young master's life."

Annick explained.

"Then that's okay with you?"

"At least he looks more like a security guard or a detective."

"Okay, what do you two want to drink, soda or brandy?" Barron opened the box under the small table, which was always stocked with drinks and cups.

"We just need a bottle of soda. Going to work drunkenly will not only affect your brain, but also bring face to the owner. By the way, Mr. Barron, your carriage is not bad." Annick praised half-complimentally and half-seriously.

"My master is in the lumber business, and he personally transported the lumber for the carriage back from the East. It is said to be a kind of wood that is only produced in the Eastern islands. The wheels and carriage are not rigidly connected, and are equipped with spring shock absorbers."

The old butler Barron said quite proudly.

That thing can’t be called Huanghuali, Annick complained.

"The cost is several thousand pounds." Annick tried his best to give a large figure.

"If you don't have enough materials, if Mr. Sheriff wants it, after this case is over, I think Mr. Saul can give you a friendly price. Ten thousand pounds should be enough."

Say goodbye to bother me, Annick smiled awkwardly after holding back his complaints.

"I think my first big investment should be in a house."

It only costs 1,500 pounds to rent a small detached villa in Warren Street! I have to be crazy to spend 10,000 pounds to buy a car.

"That's right. This carriage is mainly for businessmen like me to show their financial strength. If the carriage you go to a party or social occasion with is just a single horse and doesn't look luxurious enough, you will have many fewer potential customers."

I understand, I understand, now the small boss is determined to buy a Daben.

Annick showed an understanding expression.

Marigold Street is not too far away, and the three of them arrived after chatting for a while.

Compared with Warren Street where I rented, Marigold Street is not only much wider. The road is also paved with asphalt, and the gas street lamps on both sides are also well preserved.

Annick stopped at the door of an iron fence with a small security booth in front of which he roughly estimated how tall two people were.

"Mr. Barron, are you back?" The doorman was a strong man holding a thick baton in his hand.

"Open the door, this is the distinguished guest that the master wants to invite."

The guard heard this and hurriedly opened the door.

"I'm very curious. Your wall is high enough and no one dares to break the fence on the street during the day. How did your young master get tied up?"

"Let's go see the scene." Barron, the butler, did not elaborate.

At 3:30 p.m., Annick and his party arrived at No. 66 Marigold Street. The Sol family must have been a newly wealthy family in the past two generations, and the mansion they built looked relatively new.

The four-story building forms the main body, with several pure white columns dividing different rooms. The roof is formed by a curved bulge. The white color of the entire building and the red color of the roof give it a luxurious feel.

The housekeeper ushered Annick and the two into the hall, where a man wearing a golden coat with a small stand-up collar and a small stand-up collar was walking and stamping his feet.

This is a man who looks to be in his fifties, with silver strands on his temples. Although his eyebrows and beard are well-groomed, the deepening wrinkles on his forehead betray his true thoughts.

"Mr. Saul, I have invited two policemen from the branch."

When Thor heard this, he hurriedly came over and grabbed Annick's hand.

"The police chief must help me find my son. I am over fifty years old, and the family is counting on this only child."

"Try your best to take me to see the scene and tell me the details."

"Here, he was probably kidnapped in the bedroom."

Sol led the two to the room on the left side of the first floor. Annick noticed that the door lock was directly smashed. It looked like it was directly hit by a heavy object such as a hammer. There were also
Chapter completed!