This is a lively city. For a small country like Toliba, this is one of the liveliest cities in the country. The neon magic lights, the constant flow of people, and all kinds of laughter and laughter, here is
The most glamorous street in Mitikas is also the bustling street that sells the most money. The sound of dice... pure beauties under the street lights; the sound of shouts... heavy make-up in the corner... all kinds of unrelated scenes can be seen here.
See.
"Hey, where are we going to drink later?" Two drunken-eyed young men were surrounded by a group of women, staggering down the street.
"Young Master, do you still want to drink? It's better to go to bed early." The woman's clothes were revealing, her eyes were frivolous, and her chest was pressed against the arm of the white-haired young man known as the Young Master through a thin layer of silk.
Already.
"No, no, I haven't drunk enough...I haven't drunk enough yet. No one is allowed to leave today if they don't drink and are happy...No one is allowed to leave, do you hear me!" The white-haired young man was so drunk that he couldn't see clearly with his hazy eyes.
The road in front of me was blocked and I almost hit a street light.
"Hey, hey, hey, young master, please be careful, I can't bear the responsibility of breaking my head." The young beauties in cool clothes quickly supported the white-haired young man, almost using their bodies to support the white-haired man and moved forward.
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After hearing this, the white-haired man became furious: "What? There is still... something that dares to block my way, please tear it down for me! Damn it, you dare to block my way. Hey, I said it..." No words.
After saying that, he knelt on the ground and vomited wildly.
The black-haired man was already drunk and unconscious. He hugged a girl's waist and lay his face on the girl's stomach, soundly sleeping. He murmured from time to time, as if in response to his companion's words, and also moaned alone.
The white-haired man who had vomited for a while sobered up a lot. When he got up and saw the appearance of his companion, he pointed and laughed: "Sesaniel, look how drunk you are? Get up, get up quickly, I haven't drunk yet.
That’s enough. No one is allowed to sleep until I’m satisfied.” He pointed at the beauties and said, “Here, let me wake him up.”
Wow~! A bucket of ice water filled with ice cubes was poured down, and the black-haired man who fell on the ground suddenly jumped up.
"Hahahahaha...hahahahaha..." The white-haired man laughed heartily: "Looking at your virtue, you really amused me to death."
The black-haired man trembled, flew up and kicked the white-haired man to the ground.
"Ah, young master." The beauties exclaimed, but the white-haired man was not angry. He just sat on the ground and laughed non-stop.
"Xiao Xiaoxiao, laugh at your sister, where are you going to play?" the black-haired man said angrily.
The white-haired man got up from the ground with the help of the beautiful woman: "Can you still play when you are so drunk?"
"Are you kidding? I'm drunk? I'm not drunk. There's a bar over there. Let's go and drink." The black-haired man's drunken body fell backwards into the arms of a group of beauties, and then walked towards the bar in front of him.
went.
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On the other side, in the largest mansion in the city center.
"What!? Mayor Khalid was killed?" Joseph Paul jumped up from the sofa in surprise.
Binks described the process of discovering Khalid's body, and added: "This case is related to the serial murder case in Sir Lulkaf Cobochin's manor. The murderer should be the same person."
Paul sat back on the sofa again and nodded: "Sir Copperchin is my friend. I have heard about the unfortunate events that happened in his manor, but I don't understand why the murderer did what he did?"
Binks said: "I can only say that the case is still under further investigation. It is still not possible to completely determine the motive of the murderer. I can only speculate that it may be a vendetta."
"Oh. Is there anything you need my help with? Please just ask."
Epsilin said: "That's right, we found out that the last place where Mayor Khalid appeared was in Mitikas, for the purpose of meeting you, Mr. Joseph."
Paul slowly lit a cigar, blew out a smoke ring and said, "Yes, Mayor Khalid did come to my house. He also had dinner at my place. We had a great conversation at that dinner."
"What happens after this?"
"After that, he left with his people. Originally, I wanted to arrange a place for him to stay that night, but he refused. He said that he had already arranged a place to stay, oh, it was a sausage not far from the city hall.
Dog Hotel, so I didn’t insist.”
"Then you never saw Mayor Khalid again?" Alice asked.
Paul took another puff of cigarette, leaned on the sofa and said slowly: "Yes. I originally wanted to see him off the next day, but when I arrived at the hotel, Mayor Khalid had already left. I was still a little angry at the time.
, but I thought that he had a full schedule this time, so he probably left early. I didn’t expect that he would be killed unfortunately, which is really unbelievable to me."
Alice asked again: "Has the mayor told you where he is going next?"
Paul thought about it and said: "It was mentioned at the dinner table that we were going to Vasiliki to visit the smelting factory there and learn about the latest smelting and freezing technology in the field."
Binks said: "This is the same itinerary arranged by the mayor, but we got news from Vasiliki that the mayor has not been there. It seems that the place where the accident occurred is from this city to Vasiliki
During this period."
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In the bar, there are tall small round tables, silver steel pipes, twisting buttocks, and the provocative dancing postures of the dancers that constantly seduce the lustful eyes below the table.
"Take off, take off, take off, take off..." A sharp whistle blew, and as the crowd cheered, the word "take off" was shouted in unison to the beat of applause.
The atmosphere was very lively, and the dancers were also very excited. They shook their hair and twisted their waists to make people angry. The men above started to make moves. The dancers were reserved and protected their few clothes, and the hands on their bodies did not affect them at all.
The rhythm of their dancing, even if their fragile clothes were torn, was still joyful and indulgent on the stage.
"What's so interesting here? Come on, let's go. Young Master likes to watch it. Let's go to the hotel and we'll dance slowly for you to watch." The beauties booed and eagerly urged the white-haired man to leave.
This chapter is not over yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The white-haired man was unwilling to leave and said: "What do you know? What I like is this kind of lively atmosphere. When I get to the hotel, I will watch you dancing."
What’s the point of jumping around?”
The beauties were unhappy, pouting and sulking.
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The street outside the bar was as lively as usual, but at this time something strange happened below the street.
"Hey, who is this person? He is walking around carrying a coffin at night."
"Oh, why does he look so ugly? Is he sick?"
"What is he doing? He is so nervous and has so many chains on his body. Is he an escaped prisoner?"
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All kinds of comments were focused on this strange figure, with its rickety body, high protruding cheekbones, and sunken eye sockets. The slow and heavy steps, each step were the same size, and each step was the same size.
He repeated this rhythm every step of the way. It felt bad. Everyone who passed by him felt heavy with his pace, like the hands of time, slowly moving toward death.
"Oh, who is it?"
A big man without eyes bumped into this man without eyes. The big man stumbled, as if he had hit a piece of cold, thin and hard iron. The angry big man raised his fist and tried to hit him.
The rickety young man seemed to be unaware of everything around him. He just kept repeating his steps in a monotonous manner, moving coldly in one direction.
The fist raised by the big man could not be punched down, and a feeling arose in his heart, which made him very uneasy. As a last resort, he spat bitterly, then turned around and left, but the boy carrying the coffin was still using